<?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-2670212686566762302</id><updated>2011-12-13T20:15:52.499+10:00</updated><category term='Hair'/><category term='Bad housewife'/><category term='Monster 1'/><category term='Photos'/><category term='Hauntings'/><category term='Poems'/><category term='Neighbourhood Watch'/><category term='The Adventures of RAT GiRL'/><category term='Competitions'/><category term='Muussy'/><category term='Creativity'/><category term='Zero T'/><category term='Red'/><category term='Monster 2'/><category term='Special Events'/><category term='My cats'/><category term='Blogger Celebrities'/><category term='Diet'/><category term='I&apos;ll start Mozzas'/><category term='Injuries'/><category term='Awards'/><category term='My love for Animals'/><category term='Olive'/><category term='Meme&apos;s'/><category term='NZ'/><category term='Smoking'/><category term='Ex'/><category term='Dadda'/><category term='Hubby'/><category term='The Battles'/><category term='Monster 3'/><category term='Childhood'/><category term='Things that piss me off'/><category term='Dog stealer'/><category term='Clairvoyant'/><category term='Bloggles'/><category term='Cool Widgets'/><category term='P'/><category term='Silly Stuff'/><category term='Baby Talk'/><category term='Les'/><category term='D'/><category term='Bad health'/><category term='Bubette'/><category term='My dogs'/><category term='I love Horror'/><category term='Baby Scan&apos;s'/><category term='Perfectionist'/><category term='Slackbitch'/><category term='Breakdowns'/><category term='Kiddywinks'/><category term='Dread'/><category term='Aunty Vi'/><category term='Sad stuff'/><category term='Blonde Moments'/><category term='Dreams'/><category term='Polls'/><category term='Kings'/><category term='Keithy George'/><title type='text'>GiGGLeS</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Giggle!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852167559471151225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eIT8YHcSlK8/TIdv7uCqTSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/inaCHmyLDSI/S220/giggle.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>122</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-2406640101357065200</id><published>2009-01-28T14:07:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T14:39:41.388+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;ll start Mozzas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bubette'/><title type='text'>Whoopsie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id591"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SX_alU8LtgI/AAAAAAAACGY/pnEjKPy93kk/s1600-h/DSCF02202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296192021622142466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SX_alU8LtgI/AAAAAAAACGY/pnEjKPy93kk/s400/DSCF02202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id603" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bubette is now 4 weeks old!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id651" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id594" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Yeah! I know! I've been slack with not sharing the latest goss on Bubette!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id590" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id589" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I've been naughty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id652" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id592" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id593" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE been blogging with updates... just not on this blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id653" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id595" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id596" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to bombard this blog with all baby stuff (as that's all my life consists of at the moment!) So I set up another blog dedicated to Bubette for my friends and family to keep updated. I was planning on copying each post over to this blog, but I didn't want to bore everyone with continuous baby talk and also I've been too busy to change the names in all the posts to our annon names, or even to sign out and sign in back and forth to each blog! (Do you know how time consuming that actually is?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id597" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id598" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also because this blog is annonomous (to protect my RAT GirL identity :-P) I didn't want strangers to know my real name, or for unwanted visitors to find me in search engine and link me to my RG comic! So for that reason I couldn't post the link to Bubettes blog publicly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id599" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id600" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! All of my regular readers and blogging friends are most welcome to check it out if you're interested! And if you would like the link to it just let me know and I'll be happy to email it to ya! You can read all about the birth experience and Bubettes health concerns, or you can just scroll through and check out all the piccys of her (there's quite a bit to catch up on.. I don't expect anyone to read it all!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id601" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id602" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll still use this blog occassionally to vent here and there! But for now I am so busy with my lil mini me, that I just don't have the time to think about myself! LOL! But all updates on the baby will be on the other blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id680" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id604" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id605" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know if you want the link!!! :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id681" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id609" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id608" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id607" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-2406640101357065200?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/2406640101357065200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=2406640101357065200&amp;isPopup=true' title='61 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/2406640101357065200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/2406640101357065200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2009/01/whoopsie.html' title='Whoopsie!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SX_alU8LtgI/AAAAAAAACGY/pnEjKPy93kk/s72-c/DSCF02202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>61</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-6378115467929278594</id><published>2009-01-07T12:09:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T14:41:22.646+10:00</updated><title type='text'>SHE'S HERE! SHE'S HERE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id5079"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed name="Bear Birth Announcements" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://www.widdlytinks.com/pregnancy/bear-announcements/birthannouncements.swf" width="400" height="400" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="samedomain" flashvars="t1=BORN: 29 DEC 2008 @ 7:54PM&amp;amp;t2=3335 GRAMS&amp;amp;t3=50.5 CM LONG&amp;amp;bname=Kayla Jewel&amp;amp;gender=female" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7205" align="center"&gt;AT LAST!!! She's here! And we couldn't have asked for a more beautiful little blessing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7207" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please meet our pride and joy... &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Kayla Jewel&lt;br /&gt;(aka Bubette!)...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1089" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-7c.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3242591731709742716&amp;amp;site=widget-7c.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7310" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isn't she beautiful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5583" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hubby and I still don't know how we managed to create something so cute!!! *giggles*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5585" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONGRATULATIONS TO PEACHY POO!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7317" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For having the closest correct guesses on our online baby pool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id783" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Your prize will be on it's way to you shortly! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7330" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;WOOOHOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7320" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For everyone else who took part... if you'd like to see how you scored, you can check it out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.expectnet.com/games/GiggleGrubGuess"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id786" align="left"&gt;Just a quick post about the gorgeous Bubette (Because you were all right! Finding the time to do ANYTHING is impossible with the wee one demanding attention all the time!... But she's worth it!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5615" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5614" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little miracle is very lucky to be alive! The birth was horrendous!!! I'll explain the full story when I get more time, but long story short - As if being an insulin baby wasn't bad enough for her, the poor little bugger came out with the cord wrapped around her neck with her little arm caught up in it. She was in extreme distress and had to be taken away immediately into special care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5660" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very scary experience... I thought we had lost her! But she has made a fantastic recovery and we couldn't have asked for a more perfect little angel!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5663" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll come back another time to explain more... but in the mean time here is a wee video of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5662" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this night she was full of smiles (crazy eh?!) But we couldn't capture it in a photo... so we tried to video it, only this time it was just gas! *giggles* ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id804" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e8d8a8d1b565048c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De8d8a8d1b565048c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330113100%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5D56C3EE89DE6894DF737D9DB136907F0C3CDA39.179A86116F2DC771A880105556406A237304A1F4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De8d8a8d1b565048c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-KXTC2Surxw6J768nSZG7fdw8AQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De8d8a8d1b565048c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330113100%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5D56C3EE89DE6894DF737D9DB136907F0C3CDA39.179A86116F2DC771A880105556406A237304A1F4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De8d8a8d1b565048c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-KXTC2Surxw6J768nSZG7fdw8AQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Thanks EVERYONE for all your support! xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-6378115467929278594?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/6378115467929278594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=6378115467929278594&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/6378115467929278594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/6378115467929278594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2009/01/at-last-shes-here-and-we-couldnt-have.html' title='SHE&apos;S HERE! SHE&apos;S HERE!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-8006817876671414969</id><published>2008-12-19T13:03:00.008+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T15:30:06.413+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogger Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>FECKING HECK!!! What an ANGEL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id478"&gt;OK... I know ya's aren't expecting to hear from me until the Bubette is out... but I just HAD to do a post about a very special angel of a blogger!!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id451"&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id435"&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id433"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281335889159309586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SUsTAmzcyRI/AAAAAAAACEk/hz_SkqnNuOs/s400/Nite+Angel.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nitebyrdsnest.blogspot.com/"&gt;NITEBYRD!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id340"&gt;Nite is a very dear friend to a lot of us, in fact I'd be very surprised if you don't know who the heck she is by now!! If you don't... then I insist you go and check out her blog &lt;a href="http://www.nitebyrdsnest.blogspot.com/"&gt;NOW&lt;/a&gt;, because life without Nitebyrd is simply not worth living! *GiGGLeS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id438"&gt;Seriously... not only is her blog writing hilariously addictive... but this woman has a HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE heart of gold!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id441"&gt;I woke up very cranky this morning! I'm at that stage where I am SOOOO OVER being pregnant and especially because while this grommit is inside of me... I have to keep injecting myself with HIDEOUS needles and whats worse is I'm not allowed my chocolate!!! *SIGH* So I was a very miserable little poopy pants this morning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id443"&gt;But then I had a visit from Postman Twat!... Although he's not my most favourite visitor in the world, what he was about to hand me was to turn my cranky mood into a burst of excited energy! SO much that I actually got some well needed nesting done, rather than sit on my big fat arse and sulk for the rest of the day which I would have done had this parcel never arrived! *HeHe*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id444"&gt;At first I had no idea who it was from or what it was about, but I saw it was all the way from America and I actually thought at first that it had been sent to me by mistake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id447"&gt;But then I opened it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id453"&gt;First I found a gorgeous little card saying... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id460" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"To Giggle &amp;amp; Hubby... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id455" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A little something for your new little somebody!...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id456" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love &amp;amp; Hugs, Nitebyrd."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id653"&gt;I WAS OVER THE MOON!!!!!! And what followed was such a delightful surprise... I just about gave BIRTH!!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281355525894978978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SUsk3nWEPaI/AAAAAAAACE8/cn_CMTNlRXE/s400/Thank+you+Nitebyrd.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id452"&gt;I mean LOOK AT ALL THIS STUFF!!! This kind of INCREDIBLE gift is something you would expect from a BUNCH of close friends or family that have all chipped in to get a box of goodies together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id458"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id459"&gt;But this is ALL from ONE SWEETHEART of a lady, who I've never met in person who lives all the way in AMERICA!!! :-O and even the postage would have cost an arm and a leg on it's own!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id464"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id461"&gt;Can you believe the heart of gold of this woman?!!! I'm ABSOLUTELY SPEECHLESS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id463"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id462"&gt;No words can express my appreciation to you Nitebyrd! Thank you just does not seem like enough! Hubby was even more blown away than I was... he just can't believe it, he too is truly grateful and blown away by your generosity!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! We can't wait to dress up the Bubette in all these gorgeous outfits! xoxoxoxoxoxox&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id466"&gt;As soon as I opened the parcel I came straight on here to Thank Nite, and I had discovered that she has actually opened her own little shop since I've been gone! It's SOOOO COOL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id476"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5336952"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281365950686781490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 53px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SUsuWauHYDI/AAAAAAAACFE/XGo5vqN2NOE/s400/NITEBYRDS+NEST.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id477"&gt;She makes and sells these gorgeous little odd and unusual items such as beaded jewelery with sculls and things! Go and &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5336952"&gt;check it out&lt;/a&gt;! I am soooo getting me a &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=17140972"&gt;ZOMBIE MOMMIE&lt;/a&gt;!!! They are SO COOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id470"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id469"&gt;Also while I came on here, I was THRILLED to see that there had been lots of comments left for me on my last post! Thanks so much everyone for your kind thoughts and comments... I thought for sure you had all forgotten about me! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id471"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id472"&gt;So my day turned from a cranky one to feeling the love from EVERYBODY!!! :-) I almost don't care that I'm not allowed to eat chocolate anymore! :-P... Almost!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id523"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id475"&gt;While I had my camera out (I've had it packed in my hospital bag but brought it out to take piccys of Nites lovely gifts) I decided to take a quick snapshot of the nursery to show you the colour scheme we went with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id474"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id473"&gt;Green, white, yellow and purple...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id468"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281348100139266306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SUseHYP8MQI/AAAAAAAACE0/zTzXfxVLIyo/s400/Nursery.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We're pretty happy with how it turned out! :-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THANKS AGAIN NITE... and EVERYONE!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-8006817876671414969?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/8006817876671414969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=8006817876671414969&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/8006817876671414969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/8006817876671414969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/12/fecking-heck-what-angel.html' title='FECKING HECK!!! What an ANGEL!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SUsTAmzcyRI/AAAAAAAACEk/hz_SkqnNuOs/s72-c/Nite+Angel.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-6344003204781745725</id><published>2008-12-18T13:18:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T13:23:37.141+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that piss me off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad health'/><title type='text'>I Couldn't Be Bloggered!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id3944"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crazyshit.com/site/pics/images/too_fat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.crazyshit.com/site/pics/images/too_fat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4869"&gt;I know, I know I've been a BAD, BAD Blogger!!! But seriously, I am sooooo fat and hot and bothered these days that I honestly can not bare to be at the computer for more than 2 minutes at a time! *SIGH* It's just SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HOT!!!! So I am very sorry and I want you all to know that I do still love you all very much! *flutters eyelashes*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3923"&gt;(Seriously I like had to go for 2 breaks just writing that paragragh alone! LOL)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3924"&gt;Anyways... quick update for those who still love me :-P... I'm 37weeks today and a lot has happened in my pregnancy since my last post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3925"&gt;Long story short, the dumbarse medical staff stuffed up my Gestational Diabetes results and after all that it turns out I DO have it! SO unfortunately it went untreated for a long time and there were a few complications with the Bubette!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3927"&gt;Luckily nothing too serious, she's a little on the bigger side (and her belly is a little bigger than the rest of her) but to stop her from getting any bigger... they've had to put me on INSULIN!!! (NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!) Yep! I now have to give myself 2 needles a day... and I fecking HATE needles!!!! *sniff sniff*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3929"&gt;But... they are looking at inducing me at 38weeks (38weeks is Christmas day ffs! So they'll probably do it a bit after that!) And that's if she doesn't decide to make the move before that! So anytime now peoples.... ANYTIME!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3930"&gt;When this is all over and I get my body back... I promise I'll get back to my good lil blogging self and get back to my regular Blogging life! So bare with me!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3932"&gt;Until then.. I'm going back on Maternity leave... and the next time you hear from me, I will have had the Bubette! EEEEEEEEEEEK!!!! :-O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4296"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3935"&gt;But I'll leave you with a Giggle (Coz that's what I do best :-P)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3921"&gt;I came across this cool little website ages ago where you upload your photo, your partners photo, and it predicts what your baby is going to look like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4857"&gt;So I wanted to share the result with yas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3943" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHat do you get when you cross RAT GiRL, with RAT GiRL's Bitch?.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3942"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3941"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268803022854796818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 371px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SR6MbxjDthI/AAAAAAAABpI/mS8vy46FfV0/s400/RATBABY.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A DUCK??????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3940"&gt;I hope the rest of you are all doing well... Have yourselves a Merry little Christmas and a HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4862"&gt;*GiGGLeS* xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.9NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyMjY3MzIzODMxODgmcHQ9MTIyNjczMjU1OTgzMiZwPTEzMjgxJmQ9bW1iJTVGd2Vic2l*ZSZnPTEmdD*mbz**OTE2Mjc4MTcwOGU*OWQ5OWYyZGZlYTg4ZGJkMzY*ZQ==.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-6344003204781745725?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/6344003204781745725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=6344003204781745725&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/6344003204781745725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/6344003204781745725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-couldnt-be-bloggered.html' title='I Couldn&apos;t Be Bloggered!!!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SR6MbxjDthI/AAAAAAAABpI/mS8vy46FfV0/s72-c/RATBABY.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-4966570735295640509</id><published>2008-11-14T23:17:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T23:50:07.171+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Widgets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Scan&apos;s'/><title type='text'>GENDER REVEALED!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Click the bomb to reveal the gender of baby!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed name="dynamite" align="middle" src="http://www.fancygens.com/gens/message/dynamite/show.swf?baseURL=http://www.fancygens.com/gens/message/dynamite/&amp;amp;clickURL=http://www.fancygens.com/&amp;amp;clickLABEL=fancygens.com&amp;amp;flashLABEL=fancygens - FREE STUFF!!!&amp;amp;txt=%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%0D%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%0D%20%20%20%20%20Well%20I%27ll%20be%20damned%2E%2E%2E%20%0D%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%0D%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20IT%27S%20A%20GIRL%21%21%21&amp;amp;cl1=16764159&amp;amp;cl2=16711935" width="300" height="200" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;xx&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-4966570735295640509?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/4966570735295640509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=4966570735295640509&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/4966570735295640509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/4966570735295640509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/11/gender-revealed.html' title='GENDER REVEALED!!!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-9191064603880144548</id><published>2008-11-09T23:15:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T00:05:07.349+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neighbourhood Watch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My love for Animals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dadda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muussy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breakdowns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad stuff'/><title type='text'>Earth lost another Angel... But Heaven gained one...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id340"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SRbkHVT9VFI/AAAAAAAABpA/FqzBRZ8EaRI/s1600-h/Sweet+Pince.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266647628887446610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SRbkHVT9VFI/AAAAAAAABpA/FqzBRZ8EaRI/s400/Sweet+Pince.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id339"&gt;Sorry I've been away so long, I've been recovering from a bit of a mental breakdown as things have been extremely stressful lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id337"&gt;I was finally getting back on track again, and had my parents over for dinner tonight to show them some appreciation for all their love and support, they have helped me through so much (Thank you so much again Mum and Dad xx)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;But just when I thought that all the heartache was over... unfortunately while we were waiting for dinner, something made me look outside and my heart shattered to find that Albert had just been run over by a car, and his limp little body was laying dead on the road just outside our house. Apparently Hubby heard a thump, but I didn't hear a thing... but something came over me to look outside anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank god I didn't hear the thump, because I know the sound would have haunted me for the rest of my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The woman driver was just as distraught as I was and stopped to give her condolences. I don't resent her what so ever as I know it was just an accident, and just a case of Albert having no sense of danger and running under the wheel of her car before she could stop. (It's such a shame that animals have no road sense.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am very grateful to her that she had stopped though, otherwise I would have imagined the worst and put it down to the arsehole hooligans that have no compassion for animals and target them like  bullseyes, with their mad reckless driving up and down our neighbourhood!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel better knowing that is was an accident and he died instantly without suffering, rather than finding him later tonight wondering for the rest of my life how long he may have suffered for.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Though I am still truly saddened by his loss, as he was very, very special to me. I tried to stay strong while my parents were here, but I fell apart as soon as they left, and it's going to take me some time to accept that he is gone. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's just such a shame that we lost him so soon... it wasn't that long ago that we only just rescued him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He was a very affectionate cat, so full of love and had the heart of an angel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you don't know the full story of Albert and are interested, you can read it &lt;a href="http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/08/doin-it-like-celebrities.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please spare a thought for the little angel... he will be missed dearly by me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-9191064603880144548?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/9191064603880144548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=9191064603880144548&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/9191064603880144548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/9191064603880144548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/11/earth-lost-another-angel-but-heaven.html' title='Earth lost another Angel... But Heaven gained one...'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SRbkHVT9VFI/AAAAAAAABpA/FqzBRZ8EaRI/s72-c/Sweet+Pince.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-8408890767872074846</id><published>2008-10-28T15:39:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T15:42:15.379+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Competitions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Scan&apos;s'/><title type='text'>PLACE YOUR BETS!!! (For real this time!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.expectnet.com/logingame.php?game_name=GiggleGrubGuess"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.expectnet.com/81092/6c790e9e/banner2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;With the next scan coming up on the 14th of November, and it being my last chance to find out the sex of bub... I wanted to give you all a chance to have one last guess!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've set up this little game for you to guess the sex, date etc (the rules are stated on the website!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So click on the button above and get to guessing! And to tempt you even more... there WILL be a prize for the winner!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Lurkers are welcome to guess too! But only if you have your own blog and leave me a comment on this post with a link to it... so that I know that you are a real person and not messing with me! :-P &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;*Note to my family - This game is for my blogger friends only... the family one has been sent to your email, but if you want, I'll let you have another guess on this one too! :-)*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;GOOD LUCK!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;xx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-8408890767872074846?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/8408890767872074846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=8408890767872074846&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/8408890767872074846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/8408890767872074846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/10/place-your-bets-for-real-this-time.html' title='PLACE YOUR BETS!!! (For real this time!)'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-6469884716493523276</id><published>2008-10-24T15:49:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T17:26:22.847+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Adventures of RAT GiRL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that piss me off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muussy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slackbitch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad health'/><title type='text'>Halleluja with a TWIST!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id1088"&gt;Ok so I think I've finally figured it out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id559"&gt;I mean... we've gotta admit that I seem to have more drama than the average person right!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id563"&gt;I mean seriously... things don't happen in halves in my life! It's the full on dramatic bad episode of days of our lives every single freakin day (minus the whole cast sleeping with each other and sons and daughters marrying ex lovers mothers, fathers, brothers and sisters and all that crap!! And no one in my life has had amnesia yet... which can I say is the LAMEST illness that soap operas never let die down?!?!!!.... so over it!!!!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id734"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id567"&gt;Anyways... all the rest of my dramas would make for a good soap! It can't just be little hick ups here and there... NO SIREE! It's gotta be full blown kick in the head DRAMA!!! Followed with a 'HALLELUJAH', and then ending with a 'Dun dun dunnnnnn' TWIST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id735"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id571"&gt;SO I was thinking about it the other day... and I asked myself the question... WHY THE HECK ME??!! Because it IS pretty unusual! I have plenty of people around me that go through life without the kind of extremes that pop up in my life! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id575"&gt;But then I realised...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id737"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id579"&gt;I think word must have got out about my RAT GiRL comic... so people in my life must be deliberately screwing with me JUST SO THEY CAN STAR IN IT!!!!!!!!!!! The cheeky shits!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id738"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id583"&gt;*GiGGLeS*... OK maybe that's a bit far fetched... but that's what I'm going to keep telling myself anyway, so that I don't drive myself insane!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id739"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Come on people!! Pretend with me!!! :-D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id740"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id591"&gt;Anyways so as you all know (well those you have read) The latest drama has been with the Midwife from hell and all this crazy gestational diabetes nonsense!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's safe to say that the bitch has to go! So I've been working up the courage to ditch the bitch and get someone more reliable! But I struggle with confrontation.. so things like this is never easy for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually I let RAT GiRL deal with it! But... honestly... do you think I could really get away with feeding Slackbitch to a crocodile in the real world?.... *sigh* I think not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id603"&gt;So how does one tell a slack-arse midwife to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Get the hell out of my life you lazy slag of a slack arse bitch, shove your doppler up your fat arse and FFS wear some long pants and cover those HIDEOUS varicose veins that make me want to puke every time I see them!! Pull ya fucking head in and start taking some responsibility, or better yet do everyone a favour and QUIT YOUR JOB because sitting on your arse, drinking coffee and catching up with your friends seem to be all you are good for!!! Oh... and lay off the drugs that you MUST be stealing for yourself from the clinic, because either you're a fucking dumbarse or you're high off ya saggy tits ffs!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; .... in a nice way?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id607"&gt;I don't think it's really possible!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But GUESS WHAT??? It turns out I didn't have to after all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id615"&gt;Mum and I went to see her yesterday... I was already pissed off at her and had a million things running through my mind wondering if I was going to turn into RAT GiRL if she was to say anything to make me snap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id619"&gt;First of all, when we got there for my 10.30am appointment, the lady at front desk told us that slackbitch had JUST taken another lady in! This pissed us off because she did this the very first time too... She made us wait for half an hour standing in a horrid little room for my first glucose test, when the time was CRUCIAL to take my bloods spot on the dot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id554"&gt;Mum had asked her if she had double booked or something to which Slackbitch replied &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"*shrugs* Nah... we were just catching up."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; !!!! No apology or anything! So she got off on the wrong foot with us from the start!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id553"&gt;So this time, Mum told the lady at front desk... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"Look! She made us wait like this last time! We have an appointment for 10:30am!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Mum made it clear that we weren't gonna wait for her bullshit again, so the lady went into the room to tell that we were there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily... this made her hurry, but if it hadn't been for that... I know we would have been waiting for flippin ages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So urge to kill... was rising!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id636"&gt;But when we got in there... Mum did most of the talking which calmed me down, because I know I may have flown off the handle explaining the drama with the results!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum explained that we were not happy with everything and that she would be taking me to see her personal diabetes specialist to have another PROPER glucose test to be on the safe side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slackbitch didn't object... so that sat well with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id648"&gt;So I managed to keep my cool through the whole appointment, it was a nice quick consultation that didn't take very long at all. But I gotta say... during the consultation... her phone rang... and SHE ANSWERED!!! Yapped away for a good 5 mins to some chick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id652"&gt;It may have been work related, and usually I don't mind people taking phone calls in the middle of a 'check up' but remember what I said in my last post?...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id656"&gt;She hang up on me and refused to take my call to give me urgent results BECAUSE SHE WAS TOOO BUSY CHATTING WITH A FRIEND!!!!... The cheek of it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id660"&gt;So it was just about time to go and she was booking me in for my next appointment, and the whole time I was thinking... nows your chance Giggle... ask about getting a new midwife so you don't have to see this bitch again... do it... DO IT.... DO IT NOW!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then the most amazing thing happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slackbitch says &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"Oh by the way... I should probably let you know, as of next week, there will be another Midwife taking over my position, I am finishing up as a Midwife and going back to my other job... don't worry... this lady is really lovely, but you wont be seeing me any more, and I hope all goes well for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id415"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 420px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.icanhascheezburger.com/completestore/2008/7/9/hallelujahpr128600777584839559.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wanted to scream... I wanted to somersault and do a belly flop (but that would not have been good for the baby!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was just about ready to kiss the ugly ogre until she concluded this dramatic episode with a TWIST...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Slackbitch continued - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"But no doubt you'll see me again anyway... you see my main job is up in the birthing suite, so I'll most likely be there with you through the birth..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260584540548907778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SQFZxJJUQwI/AAAAAAAABo4/nn4LijFEbKM/s400/scream.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;DUN DUN DUNNNNNN.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Someone shoot me now ffs!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-6469884716493523276?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/6469884716493523276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=6469884716493523276&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/6469884716493523276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/6469884716493523276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/10/halleluja-with-twist.html' title='Halleluja with a TWIST!!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SQFZxJJUQwI/AAAAAAAABo4/nn4LijFEbKM/s72-c/scream.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-7364308633872124149</id><published>2008-10-23T11:27:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T13:52:33.633+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad health'/><title type='text'>WHAT THE???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id996"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ronsworld.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/huh2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ronsworld.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/huh2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id998"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK... so first of all let me start off with how the hospital went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and I got there bright and early at the women's and children's blood collection clinic, only to be told that all the staff in that area had called in sick! So we had to go to the other blood clinic which is a 'sit in and wait' kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were many many people cramped and squished on this long uncomfortable wooden bench outside the waiting room! This bench was where me and mum were to wait for AT LEAST 2 hours while I had my glucose test! NOT COMFY AT ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was already very agitated and absolutely STARVING as I had been fasting for the 10hrs before that. Actually to be honest, I hadn't eaten at all for the last 24 hours because I was feeling extremely sick all day before, and by the time I was actually hungry, it was too late... it was time to fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was really crook, and now had to wait even longer to even start my test, as it was now first in best dressed and not via appointment. (and there were A LOT of people in front of me, just for one off blood tests.) I was actually the only one out of all of these people that was there for a glucose test, so i was a little disappointed that they couldn't get me started asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was only ONE poor nurse that had to look after us all! She was very lovely and helpful, but gosh I felt so bad for her as she had no one to help her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only entertaining part, was watching the looks on each face of the people who would come around the corner to find the room packed! Some looked like they had just stood in dog poo, others stood like a frozen dear in head lights wondering whether they should stay or come back NEXT YEAR!, but most people just looked as though they just sh*t a brick and kept walking! (Thank heavens because that would have been more people we had to wait for!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because an emergency appointment was made for me at the W&amp;amp;C clinic, I didn't need any paper work, but now that we were in a different section, we now had to wait for someone to bring us a form to fill out before they would even CONCIDER putting me in line. So that meant that the more people who came in... the longer we had to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After waiting an hour and still no sign of this 'form' Mum confronted the lady for answers, because by this stage I couldn't even stand I was so weak! But the nurse felt so bad for us that she actually bent the rules by putting me through without paper work! She told me that she could get in so much trouble for it, but she could see I was getting restless and decided to let me get started with it. So information was scribbled on a piece of paper for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First she took my fasting blood test and handed me this horrid green glucose drink to scull! (It was HIDEOUS!) It tasted like pure lime cordial that WASN'T watered down. YUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the actual waiting began... I had to sit still for an hour on that horrid wooden bench until my next blood test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became really nauseated and restless, felt like I was going to faint, or vomit or both. I kept getting hot and cold flushes, so this glucose drink obviously was not reacting well with my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour later it was time for my next blood test. She used my other arm this time, but had trouble finding my vein!! So in and out and in out out the needle would go! It was awful! Then!! When she finally found the vein... the suction on the syringe was apparently broken, so when she tried pull it out, something went very wrong and the needle actually broke and bent in my arm!! It was soooo painful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said that the needle must have been really old... and then got a new syringe and was successful finally with another vein! But Boy have I got a big bruise from that one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So another hours wait, and feeling more and more faint (and my arm aching!) Eventually it was time for my last test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile the form STILL hadn't arrived.. so she got Mum to go and fetch it for her (should have done that in the first place!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the third blood test she had to use the other arm, because she mangled the one before! But it was quick and easy this time. Then she quickly jotted everything down on the form, and quickly entered all the info into the computer system (she was extremely rushed off her feet.) And finally we were free to go! Where we would wait to hear the results via a phone call the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one concern I had about this whole thing and that was that they never asked me for my Pregnancy Health Record. (Which is a little green book that all pregnant patients must have with them all the time, and all information is to be read and stored into this booklet, to keep track of everything.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no body asked for it, so I found that quite strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways... after getting some food in my belly and going home for a huuuuge sleep, I was feeling much better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let me tell you about how slack that Midwife of mine is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning I woke up to find a message on our answering machine from my Midwife who had left the message one hour before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"Hi ummm, Giggle is it? It's Slackbitch from the hut here... listen your test results have come back and they are extremely elevated so I'm going to need you to call me back ASAP.... or what ever... on this number... *reads number*"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I start getting anxious again, and I get straight on the phone and try to call her! But the phone rings about 3 times and then is disconnected (it was obvious she had deliberately hung up the call.) I got really cranky, because that is rather a rude thing to do, so even though it was obvious she didn't want to talk to anyone, I tried ringing again and again anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally she rudely answered... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"YES? WHAT IS IT?!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I was stunned! But replied &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oh.... hi... it's Giggle, you had left a message for me to call you urgently about my test results?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; She said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"Oh yes! I'm just busy at the moment, I'll call you back later!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; *She hangs up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I waited a couple hours anxiously for her call, and finally she returns it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"Hi Giggle, sorry about that, I was just catching up with an old friend!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm thinking... oh... that sounds important! Too busy to give me urgent results because you are catching up with an old friend!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"That's ok... I was just anxious to hear this emergency?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"Yes, your results have come back extremely elevated, so you need to make an appointment with the hospital urgently for a glucose test!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Sorry hang on... so I have to go have another test at the hospital?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Huh? WHat do you mean another? Your test was here, it came back 9.5"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Oh wait a minute, so you're talking about the results from the test you gave me last Thursday?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"Yeah, what else would I be talking about?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Listen, I waited anxiously for your call all Friday for those results, and in the end I gave up and called myself to find out. Another lady helped me out and booked me an appointment at the hospital, which I have since already done, and now I'm waiting anxiously for the NEW results which I thought were what you were talking about."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"Oh what a good girl!!!" You're onto it arent you?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm thinking, Um yes!!! Better than you ya slack B*tch!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Oh, but they didn't record it in my green book, should they have?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"What? Oh that's not right... they have to record everything in that book, in fact they usually don't want to know you with out it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Oh no, so what does that mean?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'll ring them and see if they have your new results and I'll call you back, but the only thing is, that if the results are extremely elevated, you may have to get a new midwife, a specialist."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Me thinking... well damn... lets hope the results are bad then!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Thank you for calling, I appreciate it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I waited for ages for my phone call, but I was really ticked off at how slack she had been and I rang Mum to have a winge about it LOL! But just as Mum answered I got call wait, and so I had to call Mum back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Slackbitch with the results...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"It's me... everything is clear!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Pardon?... Whats clear?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Your results from the glucose test! It's all normal and nothing to worry about!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"But... I was told that I was pretty much guaranteed to have it!? I don't understand?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"Yeah! Weird isn't it! I was so sure there was no getting out of it... I don't know what the hell was going on with you that day when I took your test!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;" Ummm sooo... what were the results exactly?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"Fasting test came back 3.9, glucose test came back 9, and the last test came back 6.8 So you're fine!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"But isn't 9 a little a high?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"Ummm I don't know... I doubt it... I don't think they care about the second reading, they only care about the first and last, so you're fine!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"But you're not sure? Sorry I'm just confused."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Look I'll ring again to double check that the middle reading is not a concern, and I'll let you know!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Ok thanks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meantime I ring Mum to tell her the results are clear... she's in disbelief too as she has been with me through this whole process and has even noticed symptoms in myself that are signs of diabetes (and she would know... she has them!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Slackbitch calls back for the last time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"Yep! The second reading doesn't matter... everything's fine, What's better is you don't have to get another midwife!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Great!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (in a sarcastic manner!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after all that... apparently I'm in the clear!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the dramas that went on, we were a little concerned that maybe something coud have gone wrong as the process was very rushed and I felt not taken as seriously as it should have been.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So Mum and I decided to put it to the test ourselves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I borrowed Mum's glucose blood tester (where you prick your finger and test the sugar level in your blood) and I got to testing!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I tested first thing in the morning when I woke up, and it read back 2.5! (Very low, especially concidering the difference from 9.5!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then I had a glass of milo and 2 hours later I tested again... it read back 8.6! (Too high, especially for just having a milo!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then 2 hours after having two slices of toast with apricot jam... it read back 9.4! (Way too high!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So something is definately wrong... and we will be getting a second opinion!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The hospital results may very well have been right, but it's better to be safe then sorry I say! Because this is serious... there is a baby at risk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I'm going to take it very easy anyway and keep my diet healthy and avoid too much sugar.. just in case!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fingers crossed!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xx&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/2670212686566762302-7364308633872124149?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/7364308633872124149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=7364308633872124149&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/7364308633872124149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/7364308633872124149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/10/what.html' title='WHAT THE???'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-6118641444561510316</id><published>2008-10-19T22:57:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T23:05:10.494+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that piss me off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muussy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad health'/><title type='text'>It aint over 'till the fat lady screams!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id1135"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id580" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SPsi57tC99I/AAAAAAAABoY/69iElmftMvw/s1600-h/Giving+birth.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258835368559704018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SPsi57tC99I/AAAAAAAABoY/69iElmftMvw/s320/Giving+birth.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id735" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id581" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1197" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1198" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello... it's me Giggle!!! Remember me?? *waves madly!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id753" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id755" align="left"&gt;Yeh Yeh I know! I've been slack! But hey... I've been flat out busy getting the nursery sorted and it's coming along nicely! So I have been using my time wisely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id756" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id810" align="left"&gt;And when I haven't been busy... I've been getting as much rest as I can! Because the third trimester is not being very nice to me!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id757" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258843824178010546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SPsqmHVjGbI/AAAAAAAABog/i4YWt4MRyQQ/s320/Sick+in+bed!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;*Proof that I've been sick in bed!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*GiGGLeS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id587" align="left"&gt;I'm now 28 and a half weeks pregnant!!! And there is not very long to go at all! Due on the 8th of January (For those who keep forgetting! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id593" align="left"&gt;I'm having a little more difficulty in my 3rd trimester with daily activities, needing to take frequent rests, and having trouble breathing as the baby pushes up against my lungs more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id601" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bumps getting bigger...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id781" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id766"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id726" align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258844885056137378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SPsrj3amqKI/AAAAAAAABow/WcHD6L14qJ8/s320/bump.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;*28 weeks preggas!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id599" align="left"&gt;I've been very pale due to lack of iron, my blood pressure has been a little low, I've got swallen ankles, hands and face due to fluid retention (I've puffed up a lot) and I've gained over 10KG and counting! (sigh!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id811" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But thats all normal in pregnancy and nothing to worry about!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id812" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id813" align="left"&gt;Unfortunately though, I've just tested positive to getational diabetes! (Booooo!) Well I have to go to the hospital tomorrow for further tests to confirm it, but my sugar levels were so high... they are pretty much 90% sure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id783" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id782" align="left"&gt;I was at high risk anyway given my family history! But hopefully it can be controlled with a low carb diet... I'm PRAYING that I wont have to go on insulin as I can not stand NEEDLES!!! EEEEEEEK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id612" align="left"&gt;But I'm keeping positive! Sure it's scary, but I'm blessed that I'll only have diabetes for less than 3 months (hopefully!) My poor Mumma lives with type 2 diabetes every day! So I'm not complaining... I'm blessed really!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id786" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id787" align="left"&gt;Just as long as the little one doesn't get effected by it, it's a small price to pay for the moment I get to hold the little treasure in my arms in the end! awww! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id789" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id791" align="left"&gt;I'm really ticked off at my midwife though, because when I went for the test, she told me that given my family history of diabetes, I had a very high chance of testing positive to it! So she insisted that she would definitely call me as soon as she found out the results to put my mind at ease. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id814" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id794" align="left"&gt;But come 3:20pm on Friday and still no sign of her call, I decided to ring the clinic myself for the results, and the lady I spoke to said that my Midwife hadn't been in all day, and that if she hadn't called me, then the results must have been fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id795" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id796" align="left"&gt;But she double checked for me just in case... and she was shocked to find such a bad result! Even she couldn't believe that my Midwife hadn't contacted me as I needed to book an emergency second test ASAP! And, the hospital closes at 3:30pm! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id797" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id798" align="left"&gt;So I had all of 5 minutes to have everything explained to me and then ring up and book an appointment as soon as I could! (They are closed during the weekend!) So I'm not impressed at all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id815" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id800" align="left"&gt;Luckily the lady that I spoke to on the phone felt terrible for me and managed to quickly contact them for me just in time and booked me a bigger test first thing Monday morning!! But I'm not very impressed with my midwife at all... I think I may need to find somebody more reliable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id801" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id804" align="left"&gt;But anyway... I also have another scan on the 14th of November, as my placenta has been laying low, and I need to find out whether I can give birth naturally or have a C-section. It is also our last chance to find out the sex of bub too (if the little bugger uncrosses it's legs this time) hehe, but by then it wont be long to find out for real anyway! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id803" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id807" align="left"&gt;But we'd still like to find out if we can... because we are DYING to know! So I'll keep ya's informed with that too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id779" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id816" align="left"&gt;Hubby is doing well and is excited about being a Daddy!... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id780"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id773" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258844363990430594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SPsrFiS284I/AAAAAAAABoo/yE-o087Tx6o/s320/Daddy+Dan+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;*Hubby bonding with the bump!*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id650"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id626"&gt;But he has had a bit of a rough run lately and has needed quite a bit of time off work! First he had a strange lump in his arm and wasn't feeling very well, so he took time off to get to the doctors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id628"&gt;But just as he headed to the doctors his CAR BROKE DOWN!!! So he is yet to go to the doctors still, but since then the lump has gone down, but I do worry for him ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id630"&gt;And THEN he used his skateboard as transport to do a grocery shop!! (Crazy fella!) And he had a nasty fall and pulled a serious hammy and could barely walk!! So he needed more time off for that too, and to fix his car which he ONLY just got working today! (It's so easy to take these things for granted, we were missing being able to go out when we needed to soooo much!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id631"&gt;But other than that, over all we're doing OK! And we are keeping good spirited about everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id633"&gt;Hope everyone else is doing fine, I'm going to get to catching up on my blog reading soon, but I still wont be able to post quite as often as I'd like as I've got so much going on right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id640"&gt;But I wanted to give ya's an update and let ya's know that I'm still alive!! *GiGGLeS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id634"&gt;I've started on the next RAT GiRL episode too, but it's coming along very slowly, as I can only sit at the computer for small periods at a time (MY BACK IS KILLING ME!!!) So bare with me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id637"&gt;I can't wait to get my body back ffs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id635"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id809"&gt;Until then... behave yaself kids! :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id817"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-6118641444561510316?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/6118641444561510316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=6118641444561510316&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/6118641444561510316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/6118641444561510316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-aint-over-till-fat-lady-screams.html' title='It aint over &apos;till the fat lady screams!!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SPsi57tC99I/AAAAAAAABoY/69iElmftMvw/s72-c/Giving+birth.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-4245837071422527584</id><published>2008-10-06T06:59:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T07:04:19.784+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Adventures of RAT GiRL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perfectionist'/><title type='text'>BACK SOON xx</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id14318"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SOknjNRWyDI/AAAAAAAABoI/OGF1QOc2UfQ/s1600-h/sign.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253773926115756082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SOknjNRWyDI/AAAAAAAABoI/OGF1QOc2UfQ/s400/sign.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id14319"&gt;By the way... it struck me as odd that my last post didn't get many readers... but I just realised, that because I had that post in my draft collecting dust, by the time I posted it, it didn't come up as updated, so it wouldn't have appeared on your blogrolls! (Well that better be your excuse anyway! :-P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id14320"&gt;So you &lt;a href="http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/10/adventures-of-rat-girl.html"&gt;BETTER GO READ IT NOW!!&lt;/a&gt; Because I made something especially for my RAT GiRL fans!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id14323"&gt;I expect there to have been some more readers on that post by the time I get back! Otherwise I'll feed you all to RAT GiRL's pet crocodile... CHOPPER!!! :-P (and I tell ya... he's hungry! It has been a while since she fed him!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id14674"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id14341"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id14342"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253776925407350978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SOkqRygMkMI/AAAAAAAABoQ/K8TCTwgFvrc/s400/Chopper+sp.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id14325"&gt;You know I love you all really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id14327"&gt;OK I LUV YA BUBYE! xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-4245837071422527584?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/4245837071422527584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=4245837071422527584&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/4245837071422527584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/4245837071422527584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-soon-xx.html' title='BACK SOON xx'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SOknjNRWyDI/AAAAAAAABoI/OGF1QOc2UfQ/s72-c/sign.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-948535660951287140</id><published>2008-10-01T10:23:00.009+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T04:55:18.185+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Adventures of RAT GiRL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breakdowns'/><title type='text'>The Adventures of RAT GiRL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id5661"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SOMB5ssOBzI/AAAAAAAABnQ/AWSQLFIAiHk/s1600-h/RG.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252043681204930354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SOMB5ssOBzI/AAAAAAAABnQ/AWSQLFIAiHk/s400/RG.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since having accumulated quite a few new readers lately (bless you Black Boxes!!!) I thought I'd better post a bit of background on my other blog &lt;a href="http://ratgirlcomic.blogspot.com/"&gt;'The Adventures of RAT GiRL.'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5614"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5571"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5711"&gt;But for the readers that already know all about it... KEEP READING coz there's something in this post for you too! ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5710"&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5534"&gt;The Adventures of RAT GiRL is a comic that I have created as a way of getting my aggression and frustration out over my unfortunate past, life experiences.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5537"&gt;I actually started this comic as an experiment before I fell pregnant when I had decided to quit smoking, and used it as a way to keep myself busy and keep my mind off cigarettes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5535"&gt;I ended up thoroughly enjoying it and it turned out to be a great form of therapy for me, so I've tried to keep it up ever since.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5539"&gt;Although I only post a new episode about once a month (because it takes so frikken long!) it is definitely something that I will keep up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5542"&gt;Every episode is based on a real life experience, the characters are based on real life people, and even some of my blogger friends get a chance to feature in it! It's a lot of fun!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5543"&gt;I love to create episodes about some of my best life experiences and joyful events such as meeting hubby and other great things to come. But the main point of this comic is for the people that have hurt me in the past, I use this comic as a way to 'get my revenge' on them, but in a very humorous and entertaining way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5546"&gt;Although this comic is comedy and tongue and cheek, there is actually quite a serious side to it as there are times when I can actually get quite emotional during the creation of them, as the bad memories can be quite painful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5548"&gt;But once I get to the final RAT GiRL scenes where she gets her revenge... it truly is very comforting! Like a drug!!! Even though it's not real... I do get satisfaction out of the fantasy of getting revenge on these butt heads!!! HEEEHEEE! And by being able to entertain others with the humorous side to it, is also a very rewarding feeling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5550"&gt;So to all of my RAT GiRL fan's and readers (you know who you are) it is important to me to let you know that your interest, support and comments on my comic is TRULY APPRECIATED because of the deeper meaning behind it. I don't think you understand just how much it really means to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5554"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SOLaXdFSz_I/AAAAAAAABnA/Re2oeh1Dig8/s1600-h/RAT+GiRL+Thanks!.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252000211946098674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SOLaXdFSz_I/AAAAAAAABnA/Re2oeh1Dig8/s400/RAT+GiRL+Thanks!.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And since I can't give you all a physical hug... I'll give you this instead, as a token of my (and RAT GiRL's) appreciation...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5556"&gt;It's yours to do what you please with!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5551"&gt;So from the bottom of my heart... THANK YOU!! - Without you all I would have tremendous trouble overcoming the serious side that hides behind these humorous episodes. xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5570"&gt;Oh! and although I haven't started on season three as yet... Grams has a little something for you to show her appreciation to you too! *GiGGLeS* So &lt;a href="http://ratgirlcomic.blogspot.com/2008/10/groovin-grams.html"&gt;POP ON OVER &lt;/a&gt;and see her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5557"&gt;As for the newer readers who don't know what the heck I'm on about, and would like to have a squiz at this comic to get an idea...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5560"&gt;Feel free to check out the very first episode &lt;a href="http://ratgirlcomic.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-it-began.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to get the gist of the storyline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5563"&gt;And if you like what you see, you can check out the other episodes on the top right sidebar of &lt;a href="http://ratgirlcomic.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Adventures of RAT GiRL&lt;/a&gt; blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5566"&gt;Also, at the end of every episode, I add links to post's of the real life story that each installment is based on, so if you are ever confused by what the episode is really about, you can find an explanation in the links at the end of each post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5610"&gt;But if you couldn't be arsed with checking out my comic at all... well that's OK too!!! You're just as appreciated as a reader of THIS blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5612"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-948535660951287140?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/948535660951287140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=948535660951287140&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/948535660951287140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/948535660951287140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/10/adventures-of-rat-girl.html' title='The Adventures of RAT GiRL!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SOMB5ssOBzI/AAAAAAAABnQ/AWSQLFIAiHk/s72-c/RG.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-3040041552899294736</id><published>2008-09-30T11:04:00.008+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T06:57:17.731+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My love for Animals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breakdowns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad stuff'/><title type='text'>Angel's Gate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id4952"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.angelsgate.org/theanimals.htm"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251912117130319426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SOKKPqUfVkI/AAAAAAAABmw/YyITHO1lD2k/s400/AG.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4457"&gt;Sorry about the serious and deep posts lately! It's the pregnancy hormones!! I need to losen up ffs! But today I wish to do a post on a subject that is very serious to me, and that is my love for animals!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4458"&gt;I must admit that I am a coward when it comes to hearing about or seeing documentaries of animals in suffering, cruelty and torture. I often turn my head, change the channel or shut people down when they speak of heartbreaking stories concerning animals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4460"&gt;My heart aches for animal's, I love them more than humans themselves, animals are my heart and my passion. But it pains me so much to hear of any kind of story of animals in suffering that I selfishly often ignore it, and would choose to turn a blind eye because I didn't want to face the truth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4462"&gt;But in doing so, my dream of helping and giving my support on the issue to the best of my ability was disabled. I would sit back and ignore it without trying my hardest to do what I could to support these animals in suffering when really it's all my heart has ever desired. I always wanted to be a vet to play a role in helping animals in need, but I chickened out because I didn't want to deal with the heartbreak of not being able to save all of them. So instead I chose to save none at all, and I really hate that about myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4464"&gt;I've spent far too long putting my own feelings above the help needed for these animals, and have wasted so much of my life that could have been spent, doing something to help. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4467"&gt;But one day, many months ago I was watching an episode of the Oprah show and it was about 'Oprahs's most memorable stories' at the time I thought that it would be pretty safe as it didn't seem like there were going to be any heartbreaking stories about animals that I couldn't handle seeing. But all of a sudden, unexpectedly a heartbreaking story came up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4468"&gt;At first when they showed clips of animals that had been in suffering, my heart immediately broke and tears swelled in my eyes uncontrollably. I couldn't get to the TV quick enough to switch it off because I didn't want to face it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4469"&gt;I remember specifically seeing an image of this beautiful little dog who had been cruelly abused, violently shaken by it's careless owner and paralysed as a result. It was in that moment that I reached for the switch because I did not want to see any more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4873"&gt;But just before I pushed the button, I was extremely overwhelmed to learn that there was a lady that would take animals like these under her wing and had devoted her entire life to do every thing she could to give a better life to these unfortunate precious little lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5034"&gt;She uses her own HOME, a residential, non-profit, home, for special needs animals. Here, animals many of whom are terminally and / or critically ill or physically challenged, go to live out their days in peace, dignity and love. Her focus is on wellness and quality of life. She and her family provides for the physical, emotional and spiritual needs of each animal and takes a holistic approach in animal care, giving all needed supportive services including hospice care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4871"&gt;Currently, at her home they care for some 200 individuals of many species. These include dogs, cats, parrots, ponies, ducks, swan, pigeons, geese, chickens and rabbits. Dogs and cats receive a raw food natural diet (B.A.R.F. diet) specially prepared by a local butcher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;These animals are her pets. Most are free to roam their home and/or the spacious back yard. Dogs and cats are not crated. Only the parrots are caged. The water fowl, chickens and pigeons are penned at night for their protection. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is never a fee when she adopts an animal with special needs. They depend solely on supporter contributions which come to her from all over the United States. They even have supporters from as far away as Canada, France, Germany ,The Netherlands, Africa and many from Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This lady is everything that I wish I was as a person, a selfless angel with a heart of gold and I idolise her more than any other person in this world. I had absolutely no idea that there were people like her out there, because I never took the time to allow myself to listen long enough to hear if there ever was a happy ending to heartbreaking stories such as these. Sure I know of animal shelters and the RSPCA, but I've never heard of any one that has put so much heart into it the way she does. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4475"&gt;The thing that touched me the most, was that I was able to suddenly see past the disabled animals in their walkers, bandages and heartbreaking wounds, instead the biggest thing that stood out to me was the joy in their eyes and the big happy smiles on their gorgeous little faces. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4477"&gt;These animals are clearly loved and cherished in the way that they deserve to be, and seeing that turned my tears of sadness into tears of joy. It truly was a dream come true, one that I never even thought was possible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4481"&gt;It was after seeing this that I realised that it was time to face my fears and get to doing what ever I could to finally help in any way possible. It was such an overwhelming feeling to know that there is hope for these unfortunate animals and one of the main ingredients is cleary love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4483"&gt;Unfortunately, not long after seeing this episode, I had forgotten to take note of the name of this organisation. I couldn't for the life of me remember the name and I searched for months and months on the internet trying to find it again, but I wasn't having much luck at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4485"&gt;But 2 DAYS AGO... the most amazing thing happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4486"&gt;I was doing my daily blog reading when I headed to read &lt;a href="http://nitebyrdsnest.blogspot.com/2008/09/psas.html"&gt;Nitebyrds recent post&lt;/a&gt;. She mentioned in it about an organisation called &lt;a href="http://www.angelsgate.org/theanimals.htm"&gt;'Angels Gate.'&lt;/a&gt; I immediately had chills as it rang a bell to me and I realised that it was the name that I had been searching for all this time!! She even linked the site to it, so after many months of searching for this organisation, suddenly with one click of the button it was staring me right in the face!  (THANKS AGAIN NITE! xx)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4861"&gt;The name of this lady that I speak of is &lt;a href="http://www.angelsgate.org/aboutus.htm"&gt;Susan Marino&lt;/a&gt;, the founder of Angel's Gate... my Idol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4488"&gt;Now that I have finally found Angel's Gate, I have no idea where to start. I'm just taking it all in at the moment because it has touched me so very deeply in ways that I can't even describe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4491"&gt;Of course when I get a chance to discuss things with hubby, I'd like to look into giving a donation of some kind. Although we are really struggling financially at the moment, with hubby not getting much work due to a bad back, me having no job and being pregnant, expecting our first child in January, this is not going to stop me from contributing in some way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4493"&gt;In fact, a donation alone just doesn't seem like enough to me, I wish to do something far greater to support Angel's Gate! I have no idea what I'm going to do at this stage but I vow to dedicate my support to Angel's Gate in any way that I can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5131"&gt;I intend to go to tremendous lengths to help in any way that I can, whether it be a fundraiser or something even bigger if possible! I will research into it and see what I can come up with, because this means the world to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4865"&gt;But in the meantime, I wanted to start by doing a post about this amazing act of selflessness, kindness and dedication to these animals in need. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4868"&gt;And I ask that if you too are an animal supporter and are just as touched by Susans dedication as I am, please &lt;a href="http://www.angelsgate.org/theanimals.htm"&gt;check out their website&lt;/a&gt; and maybe even offer a small &lt;a href="http://www.angelsgate.org/donations.htm"&gt;donation&lt;/a&gt; if you can afford to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4874"&gt;You can even &lt;a href="http://www.angelsgate.org/sponsorship.htm"&gt;sponser an animal&lt;/a&gt; if you want to... they are all so adorable! I wish I could sponser them all!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4876"&gt;But I've got my eye on this this angel...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4947"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SOKH8vkOW4I/AAAAAAAABmo/8xuuDp-UQzY/s1600-h/abby.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251909593097722754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SOKH8vkOW4I/AAAAAAAABmo/8xuuDp-UQzY/s400/abby.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ABBY:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Only recently adopted, this sweet little Chihuahua has had a lot of medical attention and the best they can hope for, they are told, is that she will survive and remain paralyzed permanently. They have already spent $1600 for her and soon there will be bills for neurological consults; re-splinting; pain meds and the purchase of a dog cart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5179"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5178"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5181"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be hard to believe that animals in such critical conditions as these could possibly live happy lives. But I assure you, if you could only see the love and support and attention Susan offers to each and every one of these animals in need, you will be very surprised and thrilled by just how happy spirited these little guys are!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5182"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5184"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is ever a case where an animal is unhappy and is in consistant suffering with their conditions, and she has tried her hardest at doing what ever she can in her power to bring them joy in their life, but it is in their best interest to be put down... she will do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5185"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5186"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No animal suffers in her care. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4870"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-3040041552899294736?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/3040041552899294736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=3040041552899294736&amp;isPopup=true' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/3040041552899294736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/3040041552899294736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/09/angels-gate.html' title='Angel&apos;s Gate'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SOKKPqUfVkI/AAAAAAAABmw/YyITHO1lD2k/s72-c/AG.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-5768439384829144048</id><published>2008-09-29T05:18:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T07:36:16.029+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hubby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kiddywinks'/><title type='text'>Out of the mouths of babes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id1516"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1504"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SN_aKr6iDUI/AAAAAAAABmQ/bUm1SFB34P8/s1600-h/The+girls.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251155567659060546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SN_aKr6iDUI/AAAAAAAABmQ/bUm1SFB34P8/s400/The+girls.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every post I do I like to add an image that suits it, I usually look for cute and funny google images, but in this case I just couldn't find any children cuter than these girls!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1514"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;These are &lt;a href="http://trubldramblings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Trubs&lt;/a&gt; beautiful little girls...  my lil angel pies who I adore!!! &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Sugar Plum Bum' 8 yrs old&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; and her gorjus lil sis &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;'Grubby' who recently turned 1!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Aren't they precious?!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1515"&gt;Ooooo while I'm at it... I can now share a piccy of Trubs latest little blessing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;'Bubba boy'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who I recently had the amazing experience of watching being born!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251159666500436130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SN_d5RSeAKI/AAAAAAAABmY/RSx49TQFuc0/s400/bubba.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He's a special lil guy! And I will be thrilled if my baby turns out even half as cute as these kids!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways on with the post...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That top photo was taken at another friend of ours baby's first birthday last Saturday, it was a lovely day at the park where we were surrounded by lotsa kiddywinks!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The best conversations are the ones you have with kids, they say the damn CUTEST things, and they don't even realise it! With some of the cutesy convos I had with some of them, I got to thinking about some of the best kiddy lines I have heard and I wanted to share them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First of all when I first arrived at the party, I seen a little girl &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;'Petal' 5 years old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who I haven't seen in such a long time. She spotted me first and ran up to give me a hug, I was soooo excited to see her!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is how our conversation went...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Petal:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;*running from a distance yelling with excitement* &lt;em&gt;"GIGGLEEEEEEEE..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*Hugging her* &lt;em&gt;"OMG Hello Petal!!! I haven't seen you in so long!!! How are you???!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Petal:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;*Catching her breath* &lt;em&gt;"I'm Good thanks, I didn't pee the bed last night OR the night before!!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*Giggling* &lt;em&gt;"Oh that's EXCELLENT hunny! You must be very proud!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Petal:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Yes! I'm a good girl, aren't I!!"*&lt;/em&gt; as she runs to the playground*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just love it! I wish we could all be as open as children are!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kids can also be great therapy too!!! Well... sometimes anyway! :-P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another conversation I had with her a long time ago was when I was at Trubs house they were having a little gathering and I wasn't feeling 100% with food poisoning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Petal caught me with a frown on my face and ran over to me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Petal:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Giggle why do you look so sad?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oh I'm not sad hunny, I'm just not feeling very well."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Petal:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Well you should feel happy all the time, do ya know why?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Why?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Petal:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Because You're BEEEEEAUUUUTIFUL!!!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Awww what a sweet thing to say Petal, Thank you!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Petal:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"And you know what?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Petal:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"When I grow up, I'm gonna be as beautiful as you too!!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Giggling* "Oh but you ARE beautiful Petal and you always will be!!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then you have the kiddy crushes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another time years ago, there was this gorgeous little boy that lived next door &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;"Spiderman"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;about 4 years old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at the time. He has an older sister so I use to go over to play barbies with her!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spiderman had a bit of a crush on me, and use to pick flowers for me and was keen to do anything for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One day he approached me with something I was not expecting...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spiderman:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*Gets down on one knee* &lt;em&gt;"Giggle, when I grow up I'm going to marry you...!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*Stunned*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;he continued...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spiderman:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"... So who are you gonna marry?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*Rolling on the floor laughing!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Unfortunately things didn't go to plan... Hubby beat him to it! Sorry Spiderman!!! :-P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A similar thing happened years ago with my friend Red's little brothers &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;'Cheeky'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;'Cherub'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who are twins &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;about 5 years old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at the time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They too both had a bit of a crush on me and would fight for my attention.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One day when I was over their house I spotted Cherub sitting in the corner crying he's little heart out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I walked over to him...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Cherub whats wrong??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cherub:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*Rubs eyes*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Cheeky said that he is gonna be your boyfriend!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*Blushing* &lt;em&gt;"Well he can't decide that! But why are you so upset?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cherub:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;"Because I WANT to be your boyfriend! But he says that I'm too young for you!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Cheeky is like 2 minutes older than him!!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*LMAO*&lt;em&gt; "Don't worry about it... besides, just between you and me... I think you're cuter than him ;-)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Boy did that boost his little ego!!! Even to this day LOL! (They are now 20 years old mind you!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But then you get the ones that can be a little embarrassing! Although this next one was cute as hell it wasn't appropriate timing!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hubby and I use to go to an awesome church when we lived in NZ where it was always packed with hundreds of people!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The room was dead silent when the pastor would talk, you could hear a pin drop it was so quiet!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There was this cutie little boy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;'Pokemon' 3 years old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at the time who would love to come and sit with me and Hubby during the service. He would often sit on my lap, sometimes Hubbys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This one particular day, he was sitting on my lap facing towards me, and the Pastor was preaching on a very serious subject. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pokemon kept poking at the buttons of the pockets of my top which were practically in line with my nipples! Hubby kept whispering to him... &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Pokemon... don't do that"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because sometimes he would pull the buttons so hard, that my top would start to fall down showing my cleavage!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even the whispers of Hubby attracted attention! As quiet as he was, heads would still turn to see where the whispers were coming from!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The pastor had JUST finished a speech and was preparing to put a video on for us to watch, when the room went completely silent!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In that exact moment... Pokemon yells &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;"WOW!!!! You've got BIGGGGGGGG TITTIES!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And of course there was not one person that didn't hear it and didn't now have their eyes on us!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOL so embarrassing! But at the same time I was pissin myself in hysterics!!! Even the pastor had a giggle!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I could go on and on about more of the cutest conversations I've had with kids, but this post has to end somewhere!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But the cutest thing yet that was an absolute heart melter was when Trub handed &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Grubby&lt;/span&gt; a chocolate milk last Saturday night and Grubby's eyes lit up and said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"Tocky milk!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; It was soooo gorjus!!! She's only 1!!! And they are the first (English) words I have heard from her so far!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just gorjus!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What is the cutest conversation you've had with a child?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and Muussy... if you're reading this, can you remember a specific funny convo that came out of my mouth as a child?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-5768439384829144048?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/5768439384829144048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=5768439384829144048&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/5768439384829144048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/5768439384829144048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/09/out-of-mouths-of-babes.html' title='Out of the mouths of babes!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SN_aKr6iDUI/AAAAAAAABmQ/bUm1SFB34P8/s72-c/The+girls.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-6401896933225353217</id><published>2008-09-22T05:21:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T02:50:13.979+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hubby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breakdowns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad stuff'/><title type='text'>Baby Kicks and Braxton frikkin Hicks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id364"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hawaiibreeze.files.wordpress.com/2007/03/belly-baby-foot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://hawaiibreeze.files.wordpress.com/2007/03/belly-baby-foot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id361"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id367"&gt;OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id368"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id369"&gt;It Hurts It Hurts!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id370"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id371"&gt;Well I'm almost in my 3rd Trimester now... just coming 25 weeks pregnant, and only 15 weeks to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id372"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id373"&gt;(Hang on that can't be right!!!? *Trying to add it up in my stoopid baby brain* HECK!! That's right!!! SHit.. there's not long to go at all! I'd better get cracking on the nursery then shouldn't I!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id374"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id375"&gt;Anyway! The baby is around the size of a football now with not a lot of room to move! So it's kickin around like crazy, giving my bladder the kicking of a bloody lifetime, and having me very near to setting up camp in the dunny room again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id380"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id376"&gt;It has the hardest little kick, and you can even SEE it's little footprint and toes sometimes! Unless it's something else!? :-S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id381"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id377"&gt;It's quite a cool experience actually, but it can get kind of annoying when I'm TRYING TO SLEEP!!! Just imagine the heck it's gonna put me through when it is born! :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id378"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id379"&gt;But it's the sharp kicking I can deal with! The braxton hicks on the other hand are flamin horrid!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id382"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id383"&gt;It feels like my pelvis is a frikking wishbone, and there are two strong muscly men - one on each side, playing tug of war with my HIP BONES!!! Heck it's painful!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id387"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id384"&gt;ANd this isn't even the real deal!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id385"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id386"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id388"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id389"&gt;Other then that, it hasn't been the greatest last couple of weeks for me! I've been suffering a bit with insomnia! I seem to be able to fall asleep at the computer just fine... and even while I'm on the DUNNY! But as soon as I hit the bed... I am wide awake! So I haven't been sleeping much at all... to the point where I've even been hallucinating!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id390"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id391"&gt;I've actually been seeing a social worker for the last couple of months, which has been REALLY GOOD! But she believes that I have a serious case of post traumatic stress! I actually had a breakthrough a couple of days ago, where I was able to finally discover the core of my issues! (The one thing that can fix everything if it is changed!) But it is soooo deep and such a long story, I'll save it for another post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id395"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id394"&gt;All I'll say for now, is that she was so spot on the mark, I actually fainted when she brought it up because it was that intense and so hard to hear, and something that I have avoided thinking about for like the last 17years it hurts that much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id396"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id397"&gt;It is a good thing, because I have come to a huge realisation, but it has also had me an emotional wreck having the past brought up and being confronted with it like a punch in the head!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id398"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id399"&gt;So it has had me on edge lately, even to the point where little things have made me snap, even smashing cups and plates and stuff just to release a little anger!! :-S Eeeeek!!! But my Social worker says it's all normal at a time like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id400"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id401"&gt;Another thing that has been playing on my mind is that one of my old class mates from high school committed suicide last week! He gassed himself in his car!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id402"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id403"&gt;Don't feel the need to give me condolences because although we were in the same class, I never really knew him, so I don't feel the pain of losing a friend. But I couldn't imagine how his poor family and close mates must be feeling, so I do feel terrible for them and him, who must have had it tough to go through with giving up his own life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id405"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id404"&gt;It has effected me though that someone MY age could end their life so young! I mean, suicide in any situation is devastating, but from someone my age, who went to my school, and was in my class is all the more devastating and scary to me. It's so scary to think that tragedy's like these can happen far too easily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id406"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id408"&gt;The suicide rate has certainly increased lately too and it scares the heck out of me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id416"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id410"&gt;Too much pain in the world!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6078"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6079"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of tragedies happening so easily, hubby had the day off work today because he has had serious problems with his back. Some time while I was sleeping, he went out to the pharmacy to get some pain killer, and ended up doing some other things that had him out for hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6080"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6081"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this time, I was woken by a high pitch alarm and without even remembering I flung up and ran to the kitchen to find a pot and a tea towel on FIRE!!!! Hubby had put some eggs on to cook and completely forgot about it leaving it unattended!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6083"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6082"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is THANK HECK for smoke alarms!!! Because without it, our house would probably be burnt to the ground right now, and I most likely could have died!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6084"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6202"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's frikken ridiculous that these things can happen so easily!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6203"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id411"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6190"&gt;But anyways!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6090"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6089"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now to end this post on a good note...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6088"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6087"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATIONS to &lt;a href="http://trubldramblings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Trub&lt;/a&gt; and Crazy who are engaged!!!! Crazy proposed to Trub just hours ago! Woooooohooooo! Bring on the Hens night... Oh! I mean Wedding!!!! :-P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6508"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6507"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW... I may be a little too busy for posting and blogreading in the next couple of weeks, as I have some serious NESTING to do! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6085"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id414"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id415"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-6401896933225353217?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/6401896933225353217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=6401896933225353217&amp;isPopup=true' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/6401896933225353217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/6401896933225353217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/09/baby-kicks-and-braxton-frikkin-hicks.html' title='Baby Kicks and Braxton frikkin Hicks!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-4370729735302774282</id><published>2008-09-20T21:21:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T23:13:43.404+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogger Celebrities'/><title type='text'>Kenny Loves My Blog!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id4569"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNTeUENzmtI/AAAAAAAABio/5pWVsVC9Gqo/s1600-h/I+LUV+UR+BLOG!.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248063902103870162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNTeUENzmtI/AAAAAAAABio/5pWVsVC9Gqo/s400/I+LUV+UR+BLOG!.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4578" align="center"&gt;I am very honoured to be given this award by &lt;a href="http://k1960g.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kenny&lt;/a&gt; because I have only recently met him!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4576" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4583" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love the bloggers that share the love so early!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4584" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4580" align="center"&gt;These were his words... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4581" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4600" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIGGLES: &amp;amp; RAT GIRL, (same blog owner)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4601" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6908" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If you have no humor in your life, go here, if you all ready have a bunch well you better go anyway. (its not like it will hurt you ya know) I call her "the wonder from down under"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know which one of her blogs I like the best, so I follow them both. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4585" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4586" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go kick it with her for a while, drop over and see Rat girl. see her take on Evil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(but remember Aunti Vi is mine so BACK OFF lol)'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww Thanks Kenny!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4587" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4593" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He is such a tart... tryna hook up with my Aunty Vi! :-P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4588" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4589" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenny is also the Answer Guy! This bloke knows everything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4590" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4591" align="center"&gt;So if you have a question, any question at all... don't be shy to &lt;a href="http://ken-askmewhy.blogspot.com/"&gt;pop over&lt;/a&gt; and ask him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4592" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4594" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously... he has the answer for EVERYTHING! No one has stumped him yet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4599" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4595" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4602" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK! SO like every award that is given to me, I like to keep spreading the love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4596" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4597" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with having met a few more awesome bloggers over the last couple of weeks, I wish to pass this award onto them as my apprecaition for their fabulous friendships!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4598" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4603" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to pass this award on to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4604" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4605" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4567" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.britgalusa.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brit' Gal!&lt;/a&gt; - The fun loving Brit who is running a muck in the USA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4606" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4607" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shannonsnuthouse.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shannon&lt;/a&gt; - A lovely sane lady that lives in a nut house! :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4608" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4610" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://islandgirl4ever2.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leesa&lt;/a&gt; - I love this woman! She has the sweetest kindest heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4609" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4611" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ihatetheearth.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fwenge&lt;/a&gt; - The cranky whinging bugger that you just can't help but adore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4612" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4613" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://crazycath.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cath&lt;/a&gt; - The lovable crazy woman that shares the bestest photographs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4615" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4614" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sleeplessnbluefield.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo-Jo&lt;/a&gt; - A sweetheart Mum that lives in a world of madness and blessings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4617" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4616" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://misssymartin.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misssy&lt;/a&gt; - The hilarious nutter that puts extra 'S's in EVERYTHING! :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4626" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4618" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4619" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4625" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blokthoughtsnmore.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shelle&lt;/a&gt; - The witty woman that is not afraid to embarrass herself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4621" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4620" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now being a new reader of you all... I dont know if you may have already recieved this award from somebody else (so you all should have!) But it's the thought that counts right?!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4624" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're Welcome!! :-D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4623" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id4622" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-4370729735302774282?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/4370729735302774282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=4370729735302774282&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/4370729735302774282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/4370729735302774282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/09/kenny-loves-my-blog.html' title='Kenny Loves My Blog!!!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNTeUENzmtI/AAAAAAAABio/5pWVsVC9Gqo/s72-c/I+LUV+UR+BLOG!.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-5159949904401010031</id><published>2008-09-19T00:59:00.009+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T04:06:08.862+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hubby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keithy George'/><title type='text'>My Hubby is THE MAN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id355"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNKIun0ne3I/AAAAAAAABhw/AT4PLFTpYUs/s1600-h/JONNY.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247406850385083250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNKIun0ne3I/AAAAAAAABhw/AT4PLFTpYUs/s400/JONNY.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/300W/images3.deviantart.com/i/2004/145/6/b/Mr_Suave_a_k_a_Johnny_Bravo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id372" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*GiGGLeS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id373" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id374" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby and I have a great fun playful relationship! We always poke fun at each other for silly stuff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id375" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id376" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby is the most sweetest charming guy I have ever met, but he can have a bit of an ego and can be a bit vain at times! Nothing serious, but I'm always giving him shit about it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id378" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id379" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, a woman just has to pass him by, and he'll think "Oh yeah! She wants me!" He'll have a joke about it, but I know he is being half serious!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id380" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id382" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this one time when I was working for JSD construction, he would hang out at the beach when he finished work while he waited for me, and he would do push ups and bench presses to kill time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id383" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id384" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaps of guys work out at the beach it is very popular and there are people EVERY WHERE! It is not uncommon to work out at this beach, they actually have gym equipment there to use!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id386" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id387" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one day after he picked me up, we were driving home when this funny announcement came on the radio! A woman had rang up and said that she had spotted this 'hot guy working out at the beach' and she wanted his phone number!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id389" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id388" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT COULD HAVE BEEN ANYONE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id394" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id390" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Hubby was dead sure that she just HAD to be talking about HIM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id395" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id391" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, it may well have been... but he refused to believe that it could possibly be anyone else ffs!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id392" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id398" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with Hubby's beliefs on attracting all the ladies, I decided to put his theory to the test!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id396" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id399" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong... he's a catch!!! But I wanted to see what would happen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id400" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id401" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ages ago, I signed him up to an Australian dating site called Red Hot Pie and I made up a public profile of him to see how many chicks he could pull!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id402" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id417" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well! He was right... he got A LOT of attention!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id403" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id416" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bombarded with emails every frikken day with tonnes and tonnes of interests!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id404" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id406" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few of them who have contacted him, looking for a 'good time!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id359" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNKGpRPgMWI/AAAAAAAABho/-_TG8pXiNQQ/s1600-h/CUTIE+BUNS.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247404559401234786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNKGpRPgMWI/AAAAAAAABho/-_TG8pXiNQQ/s400/CUTIE+BUNS.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id407" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the fellas that just got a little excited by this pic, thinking it was a CHICKS arse... THINK AGAIN!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id411" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id408" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutie Buns is a bloke!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id410" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id412" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to wait for you while you run to the toilet and vomit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id420" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id413" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Were you expecting to see profiles of really hot chicks?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well HA!!! So was Hubby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id418" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id419" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No... actually, I kid you not... these emails I am bombarded with are all from GAY GUYS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id414" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id421" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahuh! Gay guys that are looking to push my Hubbys poo!!! (Yes! One guy even used those words!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id415" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id422" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few more of my favourites...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id361" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNKGXvTpQcI/AAAAAAAABhg/pOl6c8M6v2o/s1600-h/SEXY+BOY.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247404258234024386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNKGXvTpQcI/AAAAAAAABhg/pOl6c8M6v2o/s400/SEXY+BOY.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww he seems sweet enough! But sorry Sexy Boy... IT'S NOT GONNA HAPPEN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id345"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNKGEjlh8CI/AAAAAAAABhY/TDWk6C5iH2k/s1600-h/HORNY.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247403928670302242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNKGEjlh8CI/AAAAAAAABhY/TDWk6C5iH2k/s400/HORNY.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm if you were a chick, Horny you would be perfect for Keithy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id338"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNKFnlCT6VI/AAAAAAAABhQ/ocLtSfcRA40/s1600-h/GRAMPS.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247403430843246930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNKFnlCT6VI/AAAAAAAABhQ/ocLtSfcRA40/s400/GRAMPS.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww poor Gramps! I feel sorry for him! Now if Gramps were straight, I would hook him up with Grams!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id423"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is my personal favourite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id337"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNKFSduGaGI/AAAAAAAABhI/w3uJNrZYWZ4/s1600-h/CROSS+DRESSER.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247403068102174818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNKFSduGaGI/AAAAAAAABhI/w3uJNrZYWZ4/s400/CROSS+DRESSER.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess Hubby really is the man eh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As dissapointed as he was that he has only attracted male attention, even still HE BLUSHED about it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id432"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id424"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so I lie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id433"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id425"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this ONE chick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id333"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNKE8blYLrI/AAAAAAAABhA/YMtOnaQEtW8/s1600-h/KITTY+KAT.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247402689571598002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNKE8blYLrI/AAAAAAAABhA/YMtOnaQEtW8/s400/KITTY+KAT.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta wonder why you would want to bring candles to the park on a warm SUNNY day! But other then that... Kitty Kat seems lovely!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id429"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id430"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure if Hubby was single he'd be very interested in this sexy beast! But since he is taken... ugh... sorry love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id434"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id435"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Come on fellas? Any takers?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id431"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id426"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know and I'll hook you up! :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id428"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id427"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-5159949904401010031?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/5159949904401010031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=5159949904401010031&amp;isPopup=true' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/5159949904401010031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/5159949904401010031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-hubby-is-man.html' title='My Hubby is THE MAN!!!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNKIun0ne3I/AAAAAAAABhw/AT4PLFTpYUs/s72-c/JONNY.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-4660899399172509983</id><published>2008-09-17T06:04:00.016+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T15:50:38.991+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hubby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Adventures of RAT GiRL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monster 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Battles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dread'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>IT’S OUR 2 YEAR WEDDING ANNIVERSARY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id2588"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2572"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNAYbV9Q83I/AAAAAAAABgg/YuGC_8co2XU/s1600-h/#46+Photo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246720423916270450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNAYbV9Q83I/AAAAAAAABgg/YuGC_8co2XU/s320/%2346+Photo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2583" align="center"&gt;Well I managed to do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is mine and Hubbys 2nd year wedding anniversary WOOHOO!! And as promised, I managed to publish the next RAT GiRL episode JUST in time for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOAH Hang on! Hang on! I know you are dying to go and see it… but just read this post first ffs! :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every RAT GiRL episode I like to have a real life version story to go with it, as every SINGLE episode is based on a real life event!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with this episode being about my Hens Night… I thought I’d better do a post about it so you can get the gist of the comic version!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Hens Night ROCKED and it was very…very… PINK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I mean everything was Pink! From the games and prizes…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2571" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNAXpDyiBXI/AAAAAAAABgY/kXNlskwVOTk/s1600-h/Hens+9.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246719560045954418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNAXpDyiBXI/AAAAAAAABgY/kXNlskwVOTk/s320/Hens+9.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2589"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2585" align="center"&gt;To my cute little outfit…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246713191473528658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNAR2XAiv1I/AAAAAAAABfY/RyHEQ16c8Zo/s320/Hens+1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;From the food and cocktails…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246717923123497314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNAWJxxziWI/AAAAAAAABgI/-nLeR-AiKDQ/s320/Hens+7.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(Our pink G-String cock waiter!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my fun dressed up guests!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246714607998225186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNATIz-WSyI/AAAAAAAABfo/1Jt7vKzRpW4/s320/Hens+3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(Red, Cockwaiter and Hef)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;First we had cocktails and played games at Muussys house…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246735547297505810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNAmLo8VIhI/AAAAAAAABgo/4zb-aw6sNU8/s320/Hens+10.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(Hef and her Mama)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And then we went on a pubcrawl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246715444918083698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNAT5hvl4HI/AAAAAAAABfw/eYUGL7vT-y4/s320/Hens+4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(On the bus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where we were forced to follow really hard rules and had to scull alcohol from a hideous funnel if we broke one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2574"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2570" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNAUm5cyzZI/AAAAAAAABf4/4i5WUH77G7o/s1600-h/Hens+5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246716224375803282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNAUm5cyzZI/AAAAAAAABf4/4i5WUH77G7o/s320/Hens+5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(Me sculling from a penis funnel from in between &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://trubldramblings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Trub's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; legs!!! Tricky stuff!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of the night we hit the night clubs…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2568"&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2566"&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2567"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNAShKX4k5I/AAAAAAAABfg/sB7bLhT5-ac/s1600-h/Hens+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246713926816142226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNAShKX4k5I/AAAAAAAABfg/sB7bLhT5-ac/s320/Hens+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(My Brother 'P's Girlfriend 'A', Hef, Pup, Hubbys sis 'M', Me, Red and Lolly's head at the back! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so much fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby on the other hand… was not having such a great night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I don’t have any photos of Hubby Bucks night because the guy I had in charge of the camera took nothing but stupid photos of girls tits and arses (No fellas! I’m NOT going to waste my time posting them! :-P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the guys tackled Hubby down and handcuffed him to a blow up doll (*GiGGLeS*) and then they dragged him into town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres a pic of me with his blowup doll…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246717240810473922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNAViD9tCcI/AAAAAAAABgA/aZ5cXVUxnEo/s320/Hens+6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2578"&gt;All was a great night for him until he ran into a guy who I’ll call Dread (because he has dreadlocks) and his girlfriend ‘Slag’ (because ffs she is one!!!.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve actually mentioned Dread before in my ‘&lt;a href="http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/03/end-of-breakdown-or-beginning-of-one.html"&gt;MONSTER 1’ &lt;/a&gt;story… but it is a RIDICULOUSLY long post to read again just for the section on Dread!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to cut a long story short… I met Dread years ago, he was a mate of my ‘Ex’ and we were great friends, I bent over backwards for him, I thought I could trust him and I had great respect for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After coming back to my hometown years later after living in New Zealand for a couple years, I got a job in a construction company where (as most of you know Monster 1 attacked me!)&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised to find that Dread was actually a worker there so it was great to see him again and catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem was that Dread and Monster had a very strong friendship, so when all that crap happened with Monster hitting me, of course Dread took his side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing that Dread and his Girlfriend did that I can never forgive them for, was on the night of my Hens night and Hubbys bucks night… They spread all these horrible rumours to Hubby about me – such as I had apparently offered Monster to have sex with me in the bathroom!!!!??? (Which he wouldn’t have turned me down if it WERE TRUE!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dread tried to convince Hubby not to marry me and that I was nothing but a slut and a liar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so grateful that Hubby never believed him for a second, but it really broke my heart that Dread (who I adored and thought the world of) tried to sabotage my own Wedding just DAYS BEFORE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you imagine what could have happened if Hubby believed him?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still cry myself to sleep about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you guessed it my friends!!! RAT GiRL gets her revenge on the mungrals! :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2579"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246718942734646482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNAXFIIC_NI/AAAAAAAABgQ/ZNENj4M3c7o/s320/Hens+8.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Hubby didn’t have a great night at all! But at least on the night before our Wedding he got to make up for it by spending all night at a strip club with his groomsmen! *GiGGLeS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK… so &lt;a href="http://ratgirlcomic.blogspot.com/2008/09/night-to-remember.html"&gt;NOW&lt;/a&gt; you can go and see the episode!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way… I know it takes AGES to load the piccys even more so with each new episode added - as the more pictures there are - the longer it takes to load. So I’m very sorry, but it wouldn’t be RAT GiRL without the pictures! LOL So please just bare with it, be patient, and open it up and let it load in the background while you do your other things, and get back to it when you’re ready for a giggle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes me about 6 hours to upload each fecking episode! Surely you can wait 10 mins for crying out loud! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2580"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-4660899399172509983?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/4660899399172509983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=4660899399172509983&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/4660899399172509983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/4660899399172509983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-our-2-year-wedding-anniversary.html' title='IT’S OUR 2 YEAR WEDDING ANNIVERSARY!!!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SNAYbV9Q83I/AAAAAAAABgg/YuGC_8co2XU/s72-c/%2346+Photo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-2941699045189032543</id><published>2008-09-13T16:05:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T17:12:33.262+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hubby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that piss me off'/><title type='text'>WTF Is it with you fellas and your remote controls?!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id966"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycathatesyou.com/images/cats/2004/02/couch_potato.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.mycathatesyou.com/images/cats/2004/02/couch_potato.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id964"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell!!! As I write this... and I mean RIGHT NOW!! I've got a head scratchin Hubby searching around the HOUSE for the remote control! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id971"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id970"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what eh? Whats the big deal?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id969"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id972"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...  fair enough to want the remote control... it's handy to have and get yourself comfy on the couch with the TV in your control, saving you from having to move at all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id973"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id996"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing that really annoys me... is that Hubby just REFUSES to walk up to the TV to either change the channel... or turn it down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id974"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id995"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right now my friends... he isn't looking for the remote control to CHANGE the channel but to turn the volume down!!!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id994"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id997"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how the conversation went:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id975"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id993"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Ooooo heck hunny, that TV is a bit loud, could you turn it down a bit please... it's BLARING in my ears!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1023"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id992"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby: &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"Um ok, do you know where the remote is?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id976"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id991"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"No Hun! You probably left it in the dunny room again!"&lt;/span&gt; (Yes! He'll even take it to the shitter, he loves the damn thing so much!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id977"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1024"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby *Walks PAST the TV and heads to the dunny, to see if its there* &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"Nope, not there."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id990"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1025"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"COme onnnn turn it down, it's killin me!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id978"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id989"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm watching Hubby pull off the couch cushions one by one... searching to see if it slipped through the cracks!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id979"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id988"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Now he is looking UNDER the couch! ... Nope... not there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id980"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id987"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well! Now he has even walked UP TO THE TV to look on top of the TV for the REMOTE!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1026"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will he turn it down using the TV? Will he?...... Will heee?.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1027"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO CLOSE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id981"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id986"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now he is distracted again by the bright colours of the television... he's slowly backing away.... backing away.... &lt;br /&gt;oH! He's sitting down again, eyes haven't left the screen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id998"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id985"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"HUNNY!!! YOU DIDN'T TURN IT DOWN!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id999"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id984"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby: &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"I couldn't find the remote!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id982"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id983"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Standing up from my desk and walking over to the TV (To where HE JUST WAS) and turning the sound down on the tv control panel (hard to miss!)*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1028"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Why didn't you just turn the fecking thing down on the DAMN TV!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1001"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1002"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby: &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"I couldn't be bothered!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1003"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1004"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it baffles me how Hubby 'Couldn't be bothered' to walk up to the TV to change the channel or the volume, but he can spend a good 10min doing strenuous exercise SEARCHING for the remote! Even looking AROUND the TV (But he still couldn't be bothered to lift his finger to the button while standing RIGHT THERE!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1005"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1006"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the other day... Hubby had the day off work because of rain, and when ever he is home we enjoy watching Dr Phil together! But with my sleeping pattern all over the place, I had been sleeping in till late. So Hubby agreed to wake me just in time to watch Dr Phil!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1007"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1008"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Don't forget to wake me for Dr Philly Cheese hunny! You know I hate to miss it!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1029"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1009"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby: &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"I wont forget, it's a good one we wouldn't want to miss!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1030"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1031"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In fact - it was the second part to the first part that we watched so it was ESPECIALLY IMPORTANT!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1032"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1010"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I had woken up.. it was long past Dr Philly time! I came running out into the lounge, hoping that my clock was wrong - to find Hubby laying down like a couch potato watching some weird arse SBS show that he wasn't even enjoying!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1033"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1034"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"HUN??? DR PHILLY CHEESE TIME???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1011"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1035"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby: &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"OH Shit!!! Sorry Bub, I forgot!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1036"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1037"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"YOU FORGOT!!? But... you were looking forward to it as much as I was!!! HOW DID YOU FORGET!???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1038"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1012"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby: &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"Well... I remembered about 20 mins before hand, so I went to change the channel but I couldn't find the remote. I searched and searched but couldn't find it anywhere! So in the end I gave up and forgot all about it!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1039"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1040"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Have you been watching this crap all day?!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1013"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1041"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby: &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"Yeah, it's rubbish! But I didn't have the remote to change it, so I've been stuck watching it all day!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1014"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1042"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"USE THE FUCKING TV YOU TWAT!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1021"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1043"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby: *Scratching his head*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1020"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1019"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Changing the channel on the TV to something better!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1018"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1017"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby: &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"Ahhhhhh.... that's better!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1015"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1016"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1022"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shits me to tears I tell ya! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-2941699045189032543?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/2941699045189032543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=2941699045189032543&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/2941699045189032543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/2941699045189032543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/09/wtf-is-it-with-you-fellas-and-your.html' title='WTF Is it with you fellas and your remote controls?!!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-2315816900244488450</id><published>2008-09-12T18:26:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T18:52:05.262+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogger Celebrities'/><title type='text'>HAPPY ANIIVERSARY VENT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id10788"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SMoozHKOhpI/AAAAAAAABZY/72auCDWPZXw/s1600-h/clapboard-snapped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245049574586746514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SMoozHKOhpI/AAAAAAAABZY/72auCDWPZXw/s400/clapboard-snapped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id10786"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Call me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;obsessed&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;a href="http://triloquist.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ronnie&lt;/a&gt; (because I am) But I just had to post a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;congratulations&lt;/span&gt; for his one year anniversary since starting his hilarious, witty, fun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lovin&lt;/span&gt; blog!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="ms__id15477"&gt;Ya'll&lt;/span&gt; know how much I love that fella, so I'm not gonna go on and on about it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I've said this before, and I will say it again... if you haven't discovered &lt;a href="http://triloquist.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vent&lt;/a&gt; yet, then WHAT THE HELL HAVE YA BEEN DOING???!!! Get your arse &lt;a href="http://triloquist.blogspot.com/"&gt;over there&lt;/a&gt; and meet him! You've already missed a whole year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ffs&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You rock Ronnie! And I look forward to knowing you in many more years to come! xx &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-2315816900244488450?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/2315816900244488450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=2315816900244488450&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/2315816900244488450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/2315816900244488450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-aniiversery-vent.html' title='HAPPY ANIIVERSARY VENT!!!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SMoozHKOhpI/AAAAAAAABZY/72auCDWPZXw/s72-c/clapboard-snapped.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-5483341102585053552</id><published>2008-09-11T14:01:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T18:45:05.603+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogger Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Widgets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bloggles'/><title type='text'>KICK YA BLOGROLL UP THE ARSE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free myspace layouts" src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/gif/animals/animals_213.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1190"&gt;Ahhh! The other day when I posted that I was bored and desperate for a meme... I just so happened to get a visit from a blogger who I had never met before with the perfect solution for my boredom!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5224"&gt;What a coinkadink!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id5223"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id443"&gt;Her name is &lt;a href="http://misssymartin.blogspot.com/"&gt;Misssy M&lt;/a&gt; and she randomly landed on my blog through a little project she had set for herself, (Perfect timing!) which I gotta say... is a bloody great idea!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id445"&gt;Thanks Misssy Moo! I'm looking forward to having you as a new blogger buddy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id447"&gt;Now! Misssy explained in her post how since starting her blog she had blogger friends coming and going. One of them being Peach!!! Who is also a very dear friend of mine and I too was sad to see her go, but I am happy to still have contact with her via facebook and email! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1193"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id448"&gt;Misssy states that during her blogging experience she has realised 5 things, which I wish to repeat because I believe we ALL can relate to these things... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1194"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id438"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. That she'd become set in her ways in the blogs she read.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me tooo!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1175"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. That she hadn’t been actively looking for new good stuff so it was all her fault. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Guilty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1195"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. That she pretty much ignored people’s blogrolls, which is a bit stupid. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It's too easy not to!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1176"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. That good blogs are bloody hard to find (there’s some right shite out there, isn’t there? If you don't believe me try Stumble Upon and you'll see...). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tis true, Tis true! Like this one time... while I was surfing the blog sphere I clicked on a blog titled 'cutie pies!' Me expecting to find a sweet innocent blog full of cute stuff like animals or babies and things was shocked to find a blog full of gay pornography!!! DOODLES and BUMSEX EVERYWHERE!!! *cringes* My poor virgin eyes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1196"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5. That you can’t rely on your old favourites to keep on keeping on, you’ve got to seek out new favourites once in a while&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So true!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. And that she can’t count. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;*GiGGLeS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1177"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So she started this meme to gee us all up! It’s called Kick your Blogroll up the Arse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The Rules of Kick Your Blogroll Up the Arse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;(Hint: This is the cut out bit for you to post)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;What you do is you go to four of your favourite blogs and pick a blog from their blogroll that you’ve never visited or commented on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You then add them to your blogroll or feed, read them for at least a month (by which time there should be no turning back) and give them a chance to invade your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Then you duplicate the main part of this post with a note on whose blog you got it from. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Stick the four new blogs you are going to read up , tell us briefly why you chose them and whose blogroll they came from. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And if you want, coerce others mercilessly into joining in. Then start reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id476"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;OK! So... I have chosen these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id833"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1179"&gt;First I went to &lt;a href="http://triloquist.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ronnies&lt;/a&gt; blogroll because I knew it would be safe to pick ANY ONE of his readers! Because anyone that follows Ronnies blog is MOST LIKELY going to have a great sense of humour! So! The person I randomly chose from his blogroll was... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id836"&gt;&lt;a href="http://islandgirl4ever2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Leesa&lt;/a&gt;!!! Her name caught my eye because it was only yesterday that I met a very lovely lady with the same name... so i took it as a sign! The link led me to her blog &lt;a href="http://islandgirl4ever2.blogspot.com/"&gt;'NEWS FROM FRANCE'&lt;/a&gt; and sure enough, I liked what I saw! From what I've read she does have a great sense of humour and apparently she gives out free brownies too! :-P Bwahahaha!!! Ok Maybe not! But if I do some serious sucking up, maybe she'll give me the recipe because they look screen-lickin good!!!! Welcome to my blogroll dear Leesa! Prepare to be stalked! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1181"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1197"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id823"&gt;Next I headed to &lt;a href="http://trixieonthehunt.wordpress.com/"&gt;Aunty Vi's&lt;/a&gt; blogroll, because well quite frankly - any friend of hers is a friend of mine! So the victim I chose...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id837"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ihatetheearth.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fwengebola&lt;/a&gt;!!! Ok so I cheated a little here! Because there were soooo many to chose from - I got Aunty Vi to recommend someone that she think I might like! Well she proves to know me well because the link led me to his blog &lt;a href="http://www.ihatetheearth.blogspot.com/"&gt;'I HATE THE EARTH'&lt;/a&gt; and before I laughed my arse of at his posts, I was already in hysterics at his profile alone, and the gorgeous little photo taken of him at 6 years old!!! HAHA!! (Like a redhead Harry Potter!) Now I also know that he will be on holidays soon and probably wont be posting much for a while, but I like what I see so much that I'm gonna keep him anyway! Welcome to my blogroll Fwengebola! I look forward to reading more of you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1183"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id822"&gt;Next I went to &lt;a href="http://texaswordtangle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rhea&lt;/a&gt;s blogroll who is also a witty character and undoubtedly attracts fun attention in her neck of the woods! So many to choose from though, this cowgirl has A LOT of friends!!! So I scrolled down her blogroll and searched for the most appealing blogname I could find! Which was...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id840"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shannonsnuthouse.blogspot.com/"&gt;Welcome to The Nut House&lt;/a&gt;!!! What can I say!!! It sounds like my home! And right at home is how I felt when I entered &lt;a href="http://shannonsnuthouse.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shannon&lt;/a&gt;s blog!!! Anyone who starts a post off with a *Burp* followed by a photo of a DELICIOUS yummy meal... becomes an instant friend of mine! *GiGGLeS* Welcome to my blogroll Shannon! I'll be popping in for dinner often!! :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id820"&gt;And lastly I stopped by &lt;a href="http://onthem104.blogspot.com/"&gt;:-Daryl's &lt;/a&gt;blogroll to search for my lucky last victim! Daryl also has a good range of friends that share the same interests so I knew I couldn't go wrong! The blogname I chose...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id843"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.britgalusa.com/"&gt;Brit Gal' in the USA&lt;/a&gt;!!! Because I love Brits to bits! I love a girl who calls herself Gal' (hehe) and I am curious to know how a Brit Gal' fits in to the new lifestyle of a chilled out place with tornado's after living a high stressed life stuck in traffic! I was impressed with &lt;a href="http://www.britgalusa.com/"&gt;Brit' Gal Sarah's &lt;/a&gt;blog! Who is not afraid to do a gruesome post about her toenail being ripped off and sharing the gruesome photos to prove it! Gotta love the gross stuff! :-) Welcome to my Blogroll Brit' Gal!! I can't wait to see more photos! :-D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1199"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id486"&gt;SO there ya go!! I've adopted 4 new Blogger buddies whether they like it or not! hehehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1186"&gt;I urge that all my readers do the same too (even if you're a lurker!... Yes you! I can seeee youuuuu! :-P) ... because I do believe it is a very neat little project, and a great way to make some new friends! But I respect that not everybody may have the time or even the desire to meet new people at this stage... so I shall leave the ball in your court! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1188"&gt;Thanks again Misssy Moo!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OTHERWISE...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've just discovered from the lovely &lt;a href="http://mrsexyblueeyes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lady in Red&lt;/a&gt; another great little way to find great blogs from an amazing little widget named 'BLACK BOXES' created by a very talented lady named &lt;a href="http://www.insearchofadam.blogspot.com/"&gt;Caroline Smailes&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's incredible!!! All ya gotta do is click on the decide button... select your choices from choice A and choice B and it will take you to a mystery blog!!! It is very addictive and all the rage at the moment! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can also contribute your own choices and put in your URL for others to land on your blog too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've had a few landings ALREADY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Go on! Have a go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1189"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id847"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object id="blackBoxesBlogWidget" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=" height="250" width="176" align="middle" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="4657"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="6615"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://www.newloop-clients.co.uk/blog/bb_widget.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://www.newloop-clients.co.uk/blog/bb_widget.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Window"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="Loop" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="SAlign" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Menu" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Base" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="Scale" value="ShowAll"&gt;&lt;param name="DeviceFont" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="BGColor" value="000000"&gt;&lt;param name="SWRemote" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="MovieData" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"&gt;&lt;param name="Profile" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="ProfileAddress" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="ProfilePort" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowFullScreen" value="false"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="250" src="http://www.newloop-clients.co.uk/blog/bb_widget.swf" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="false" width="176" name="blackBoxesBlogWidget"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id848"&gt;xx &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-5483341102585053552?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/5483341102585053552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=5483341102585053552&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/5483341102585053552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/5483341102585053552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/09/kick-ya-blogroll-up-arse.html' title='KICK YA BLOGROLL UP THE ARSE!!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-7319936786119496271</id><published>2008-09-10T07:32:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T08:41:04.402+10:00</updated><title type='text'>TRUB FINALLY POPPED!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id3767"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xoospace.com/myspace/graphics/25029.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.xoospace.com/myspace/graphics/25029.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3784"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!! Well as some of you already know... my dear real life mate &lt;a href="http://trubldramblings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Trub&lt;/a&gt; had been expecting to have a baby any day now!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3773"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3775"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually chatting with her on msn at around 1:30am this morning when she went into labour!!! (I couldn't sleep because of my snoring Hubby and snoring cat as I spoke about in the post below!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3776"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3778"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was immediately overwhelmed with the thought of the baby coming, and I asked that she and her partner 'Crazy' keep me informed with what was going on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3777"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3779"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 2am they called me from the hospital to say that the baby was definitely going to be born very soon! I actually live quite near the hospital... so Crazy ducked over to pick me up and brought me back to the birthing suite where I got to watch THE WHOLE THING!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3782"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3783"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all happened so fast! AT first I thought "OMFG Giggle what the hell are you thinking! You're going to witness the horrendous pain that I myself will have to experience only months away, and there is no bloody turning back now!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3787"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3785"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was really quite a comforting experience (if you know what the hell I mean!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3786"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3788"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trub did awesome!!! At first she was calmer than me!!! She was the one telling ME to relax and to 'breathe in and breathe out!' I thought 'Hang on! Isn't this suppose to be the other way around!?' LOL! But when I finally pulled myself together and trusted that she was in good hands, I relaxed a lot more for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3789"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3792"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all is was HER in labour and not me! heehee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3790"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3791"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat with her through her contractions... her screaming in agony (the poor poor darling) and I was blown away with how polite she could be to the midwives while under so much pain!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3795"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3793"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She helped me understand so much that I had no idea about, and talked me through the process of what was happening and what to expect next! She's AMAZING I tell ya!!! AMAZING!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3798"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3794"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at 3:47am this morning out popped a beautiful baby boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3797"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3796"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She even gave birth on her DUE DATE! Which is pretty rare! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3799"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was gonna be scared off for life watching the baby come out... but when I saw the head... I just could not look away! And I wasn't freaked out at all! It was very overwhelming actually, and surprisingly I found it very comforting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3805"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3800"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact! It wasn't any where near as bad as had ever imagined it to be! So I am sooo glad that I was there, and so, so privileged to share this experience with them. Thanks Darlings!!! It's one experience I'll NEVER FORGET!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3804"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3801"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trub will be seeing the doctor some time this morning, as bub is not quite in the clear yet (with the scare of a gap in bubs scull that showed up in her scans.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3803"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3802"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I feel he is gonna be fine... because he looks absolutely perfect!!! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3806"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3807"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry... I haven't a piccy to show ya's yet! I rushed out so fast I forgot to grab my camera!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3808"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sure Trub will post some soon and with more details on the gorjus little bundle of joy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3814"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3809"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATIONS TRUB AND CRAZY!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3813"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3810"&gt;He's beautiful!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3811"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3812"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I hope this has made sense... I haven't been to bed yet so I'm a bit of a zombie at the moment!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please send Congratulations&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://trubldramblings.blogspot.com/"&gt;their way&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-7319936786119496271?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/7319936786119496271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=7319936786119496271&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/7319936786119496271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/7319936786119496271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/09/trub-finally-popped.html' title='TRUB FINALLY POPPED!!!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-8543602247906583367</id><published>2008-09-08T22:46:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T15:54:49.300+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hubby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that piss me off'/><title type='text'>Snoring Snoring everywhere and no where to freaking sleep!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id3571" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3422" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So it's hard enuff to sleep with my humongous ever growing belly!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243632284297545154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SMUfx9ZTRcI/AAAAAAAABZA/nBdn2p8RaCo/s200/big+belly.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3561" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No! This pic is NOT of a white and green puffer fish that swallowed a watermelon... it is of me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A very pregnant me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I've gained about 10kilos, my hips thighs and arse have ballooned, my feet are starting to swell, my BOOBS are in a world of their own, and my belly... well! You can see the evidence!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I look like a flippin oompaloompa ffs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3800" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id3574" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But it all comes with the pregnancy eh?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And I am only gonna get BIGGER for fucksake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So as I was saying... it's hard enough to sleep how it is!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And then theres all the kicking that comes with it, just as I finally get comfy to nod off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm telling ya... this kid is the next David Beckham! Or a flamin famous Kick boxer which I don't know any names of!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I mean just look at the legs on this kid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243635338619428690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SMUijvoYn1I/AAAAAAAABZI/xbDNoc-E6cA/s200/baby.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;They are flippin HUUUUUGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We're even seeing footprints now - pushing out of my belly!!! It's insane!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But anyway... it makes it harder for me to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then there is that point where I've finally got myself into a comfy position both for me and for the belly grub after it's kicking has finally calmed down and at last I'm heading off to la-la land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And then it happens...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The horrid sound of a big fat boar snorting continuously in MY EAR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yes my friends... HUBBY'S SNORING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I love that fella to death but HECK his snore is horrendous!! It's so flippin loud even HE wakes up at the sound of it and just about craps himself because he thinks he is under ATTACK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It all starts with this high pitched little whistle in his nose... which sounds like a boiling kettle in the distance! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That is the warning sign for me where I have to think quick to get myself to sleep fast before the earthquake begins!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But I never beat it ffs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So after kicking him a few times and putting a peg on his nose (yes I keep a peg by my side of the bed!) and there STILL is no stopping it. It is then that I will move to the couch in the lounge room!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Again... I get myself comfy and wait for the baby to settle down now having Albert snuggled up on my lap (our latest addition adopted cat) and all is fine and dandy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When I hear more snoring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;AT first I think "Flippin HECK! Hubby's snoring is seeping through the bedroom door now!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But it wasn't... it wasn't Hubby at all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I followed the sound of this new annoying snore and was surprised to find that it was coming from...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THIS FELLA!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243646242399438930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SMUsebYHyFI/AAAAAAAABZQ/ZJWOvf3dyCk/s200/Albert.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ALBERT!!!! The snoring CAT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OK... I have had 8 different Cats now, and not one have them have snored! Have you ever heard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;of such a thing!?!!?!!!!??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And I don't mean just a little heavy breathing either - I mean full on hog snorting, nose whistling SNORING! (OK not as bad as hubby's but close enough!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Seriously... He has the actions to it and everything, he lays on his back belly up with a mouth like a flytrap, gut moving in and out to the motion of his snore and his paws twitching to his little snorts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am sooooo waiting for him to do it again, so i can video tape it and post it! I sware he is a freak of nature!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But in the meantime... where the heck am I gunna sleep!!!!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;xx&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/2670212686566762302-8543602247906583367?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/8543602247906583367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=8543602247906583367&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/8543602247906583367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/8543602247906583367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/09/snoring-snoring-everywhere-and-no-where.html' title='Snoring Snoring everywhere and no where to freaking sleep!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SMUfx9ZTRcI/AAAAAAAABZA/nBdn2p8RaCo/s72-c/big+belly.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-96941189318059952</id><published>2008-09-08T19:05:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T19:38:49.176+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aunty Vi'/><title type='text'>Bored and Curious!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id2205"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.laughparty.com/funny-pictures/Bored-Baby-1284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.laughparty.com/funny-pictures/Bored-Baby-1284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2100"&gt;Shyeah! I'm bored as heck and I seriously have NOTHING to post about for once! I mean NOTHING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2228"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2229"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2102"&gt;Someone give me a meme or something ffs! Put me out of my MYSERY PLEASE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2103"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2104"&gt;I am sooo bored that I started going around to blogger profiles and checking out their 'random question' sectons and their answers to them! Heck they were some hilarious ones!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2105"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2106"&gt;So I'm curious... tell me what yours is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2108"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2107"&gt;(You know what I'm talking about right? in your profile?) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2295"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2294"&gt;For instance - my random question is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2114"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'For your birthday, your aunt gave you a maple syrup dispenser shaped like a rooster. Please write her a thank-you note:'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2115"&gt;My Answer : "Thanks Aunty Vi, but I woulda prefered a rabbit shaped as something else!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2121"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2120"&gt;(It's a personal joke that only her readers will understand!) LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2119"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2118"&gt;SO WHAT'S YOURS?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2117"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-96941189318059952?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/96941189318059952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=96941189318059952&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/96941189318059952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/96941189318059952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/09/bored-and-curious.html' title='Bored and Curious!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-5034503672476104482</id><published>2008-09-06T13:05:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T13:43:00.591+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My love for Animals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad stuff'/><title type='text'>A Childhood Memory!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id7962"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SMH6okG5SoI/AAAAAAAABY4/5JrBMIX3bUQ/s1600-h/little+Giggle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242747016030276226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SMH6okG5SoI/AAAAAAAABY4/5JrBMIX3bUQ/s320/little+Giggle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7943" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes... this piccy is of me when I was little having a nynybys!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7965" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7963"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7964"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going through all my poems and stuff that I had written years ago, and I came across this one that I thought I might share with ya's !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7948"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7949"&gt;I wrote this poem when I was about 10 - 11 years old, but that's all I'll say for now... have a read of it and then I will explain!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7950"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7951" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A SAD STORY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d like to tell a story, a story like no other,&lt;br /&gt;It is about someone who was a Daughter and a Mother.&lt;br /&gt;She spoke another language, and couldn’t speak her mind,&lt;br /&gt;She always kept to herself and was never unkind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7952" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her children were killed not long ago, her Mother murdered too,&lt;br /&gt;She saw the whole thing happen, there was nothing she could do.&lt;br /&gt;She’d stay out of peoples way, and traveled all alone,&lt;br /&gt;She’d hide in dark places and had nothing to call her own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7947" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had no friends or family, no one knew she was alive,&lt;br /&gt;Her only goal in life, was just simply to survive.&lt;br /&gt;No body ever knew her; this really makes me cry,&lt;br /&gt;The only time I saw her, was when I watched her die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn’t just some poem; this story is very real,&lt;br /&gt;Now take some time to think, how does this make you feel?&lt;br /&gt;Well I don’t know about you, but it makes me really sad,&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel so selfish, of the bad life that she’s had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there is much more to this story, and I think you just might find,&lt;br /&gt;That once you read this next bit you’ll probably change your mind.&lt;br /&gt;You see, she was a cockroach; she didn’t have a name,&lt;br /&gt;Now ask yourself this honestly - do you still feel the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you know the truth, you probably feel relief,&lt;br /&gt;You may think she was just some pest, not even worth the grief.&lt;br /&gt;But to me she was much more; she was just like you or me,&lt;br /&gt;The only difference about her was that she was treated differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this was someone you knew, it’d feel like a nightmare,&lt;br /&gt;But at least they’d be remembered, and people would really care.&lt;br /&gt;For a cockroach its different, no one really gives a shit,&lt;br /&gt;They are treated like a piece of scum, and I’m so fed up with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I want you to remember, next time you see one flee,&lt;br /&gt;That cockroach is running, because it just wants to be free.&lt;br /&gt;Now you could either stomp it, or kill it with some spray,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7937" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But it’s not out there to hurt you, so just let it run away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7939" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Giggle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7941"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7953"&gt;LMFAO!!!!!!!!!!!! Talk about obsessed with all animals great and small eh?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7954"&gt;I can laugh about this now (but I will still never harm any creature) but at the time, I was just a child, and I remember being in the kitchen when Mum spotted a cockroach and grabbed the spray to kill it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7956"&gt;I watched it die, and my heart completely broke! I was so distraught, that I ran and locked myself in my room and bawld my eyes out! It was then that I picked up a pen and wrote this poem!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7957"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7960"&gt;Go on! Laugh at me! :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7958"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7961"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-5034503672476104482?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/5034503672476104482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=5034503672476104482&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/5034503672476104482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/5034503672476104482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/09/childhood-memory.html' title='A Childhood Memory!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SMH6okG5SoI/AAAAAAAABY4/5JrBMIX3bUQ/s72-c/little+Giggle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-9066395728896179751</id><published>2008-09-01T18:37:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T18:51:56.175+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hubby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Adventures of RAT GiRL'/><title type='text'>There's LOVE in the air over at RAT GiRLs place!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id8350" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SLuqCiqw3DI/AAAAAAAABYQ/Y-6O-ZgV52M/s1600-h/Giggle+finds+love.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240969552018332722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SLuqCiqw3DI/AAAAAAAABYQ/Y-6O-ZgV52M/s400/Giggle+finds+love.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! That's right kids! Giggle get's lucky *GiGGLeS* &lt;div id="ms__id8333" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id8351" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has got to be the LONGEST RAT GiRL episode EVER!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id8349" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story movie length special (over 50 FRAMES!!!) about how Hubby and I met, and it took me a DAMN long time to make it and upload it! *Phew*!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id8325" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id8324" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's mine and Hubbys anniversary month! We celebrate our 2 year wedding anniversary in a couple of weeks, and since we are broke and I can't buy him a gift, I've made this episode as a tribute to him! (The best things in life are free!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id8348" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id8326" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hope to publish the 'Wedding Special' on the day of our 2nd Anniversary! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id8327" align="center"&gt;(We'll see how it goes!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id8334" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id8328" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, gather 'round kids! Get your popcorn, make yourself comfy, be patient and let it load, don't rush through it and TELL ALL YOUR FRIENDS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id8341" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id8329" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because this episode is extra special to me, and I've worked too damn hard on it to have anybody miss it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id8339" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id8335" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that being said...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id8340" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id8346" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready?....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id8345" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id8330" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On your marks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id8347" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id8336" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get set....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id8338" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id8337" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ratgirlcomic.blogspot.com/2008/09/giggle-finds-love.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO!!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id8344" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id8342" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! and enjoy! :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id8343" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*GiGGLeS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id8332" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id8331" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-9066395728896179751?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/9066395728896179751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=9066395728896179751&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/9066395728896179751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/9066395728896179751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/09/theres-love-in-air-over-at-rat-girls.html' title='There&apos;s LOVE in the air over at RAT GiRLs place!!!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SLuqCiqw3DI/AAAAAAAABYQ/Y-6O-ZgV52M/s72-c/Giggle+finds+love.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-8944959579423504231</id><published>2008-08-30T10:57:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T15:00:47.384+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bloggles'/><title type='text'>Heeeeeey COOL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id375"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sillyanimals.com/pics/monkeys/images/surprised.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.sillyanimals.com/pics/monkeys/images/surprised.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id326"&gt;Thanks to the lovely &lt;a href="http://mrsexyblueeyes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lady in Red&lt;/a&gt;, I've discovered that Blogger has updated their Blogroll Gadget! I find it very very handy, so I thought I'd let the rest of ya's know too (If you're interested and didn't already know!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id328"&gt;With Keithy George being a slow bugger, whenever I would sit down for my daily blog reading, I would start from the top of my blogroll list and work my way down to the last. I would open each blog and wait like 5 frikken minutes for each page to open (slow I tell ya) only to be dissapointed half the time, that there isn't a new post to read! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id329"&gt;And then I would worry that moments after checking it, a new post will be made, and I have missed out on reading it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id331"&gt;So, after going through the whole of my blogroll, and then double checking it all at the end of the day, alot of time is wasted loading for nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id334"&gt;BUT NOW!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id336"&gt;The new Blogroll gadget does all that for you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id337"&gt;It has the name of each blog, the title of the updated post, and states how long ago it was posted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id376"&gt;IT'S BRILLIANT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id339"&gt;Example:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id341"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;GiGGLeS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id340"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/08/heeeeeey-cool.html"&gt;Heeeeeey COOL!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id343"&gt;1 hr ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id358"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lady In Red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id348"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mrsexyblueeyes.blogspot.com/2008/08/surprises.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;surprises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id347"&gt;2 hrs ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id345"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id346"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Better Oot Than In&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id349"&gt;&lt;a href="http://betterootthanin.blogspot.com/2008/08/village-fte.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Village Fête&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 hrs ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id368"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id369"&gt;and so on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id370"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id367"&gt;The most recent goe's to the top! So all ya have to do is check out ya sidebar, and ya can keep track of it all without missing a thing!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again Lady! You've made my life a heck of a lot easier :-) *GiGGLeS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-8944959579423504231?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/8944959579423504231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=8944959579423504231&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/8944959579423504231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/8944959579423504231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/08/heeeeeey-cool.html' title='Heeeeeey COOL!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-3605354052009583857</id><published>2008-08-28T10:16:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T10:18:26.583+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aunty Vi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that piss me off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muussy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Injuries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad stuff'/><title type='text'>I want my MUMMY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id1200" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.freewebjunk.com/pix/3/sad_baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://media.freewebjunk.com/pix/3/sad_baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poor, poor Mummy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1198"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1201" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is suppose to be having the time of her life on her holidays at the moment! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1202" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She left a few weeks ago to travel parts of the world with her older sister Aunty K, and wont be back until a little less than a month!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1203" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1204" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I remember correctly, her first trip was to Hong Kong, where she had a dillemma with missing her luggage for 24 hours! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1207" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1208" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they made their way to the UK to visit Mum's younger sister Aunty Vi (who is also a blogger in case you don't know her, but unfortunately I can not link her for certain reasons.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1206" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1205" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But mum brought with her a very nasty bug from Hong Kong which had her spewing in a sick bag for half the night of her arrival! Because of this, Mum had to miss out on some fun plans that they had made, one of them being going to one of &lt;a href="http://dazza68.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dazza&lt;/a&gt;'s gigs!!! (Boooo I would have loved for you to meet her Daz!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1214" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1213" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN the next day she was feeling much better, and her and Aunty Vi decided to do some celebrating at the local pub, (Aunty K is not really in to that scene.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1216" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, they got shitfaced (Hey! There's just no getting out of it when you're with Aunty Vi! :-P) and all was a fun night... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1415" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1218" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1217" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were heading out the pub, walking past the toilet doors, when somebody swung the door open so hard, it smacked poor Mum in the back of the head!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1219" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1222" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down she went, unconcious!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1220" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1221" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm not going to lie to ya's, when I heard that this had happened, I went into sheer panic and I was not happy about this situation at all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1372" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1223" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, an ambulance was called, but when Mum showed signs of movement, the ambulance was cancelled and she was then put in a cab and taken home to bed where she was to 'sleep it off'!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1240" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1224" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me that is a BIG NO-NO!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1225" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1239" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concussion is a very serious thing, in fact if I recall, it is dangerous to even go to sleep after a head injury, as you can slip into a coma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1241" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1226" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD that she is OK, though I don't believe she is in the clear just yet, as she since went to a doctor and found out that she was suffering with concussion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1253" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1381" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she is under strict instructions to take it easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1255" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1238" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that sux for her, because she is limited to what she can do, and she is suppose to be having a blast on her holiday!! Not dealing with this kind of crap!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1227" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1237" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Poor Mum!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1228" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1236" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait.. it get's worse...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1229" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1230" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 sisters were on their way to Spain next, where they would catch up with my Brother 'P' and his Girlfriend 'A' who are currently doing a trip around the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1256" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1235" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But guess what!!??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1231" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1234" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 sisters missed their plane!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1232" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1233" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, why, I don't know how, I think they headed to the wrong airport and by the time they had realised it was too late!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1243" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1242" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do know that it cost a SHIT load of money for the long cab drives, and then another a SHIT load for a new flight! So it sure wouldn't have been fun at all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1244" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1245" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also they had no way of contacting my Brother at the time, so they would have been very confused as to what was going on, and why they hadn't arrived yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1249" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1248" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they are yet to actually make it there again, and hopefully everything else will work itself out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1247" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1246" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I know for now, but it's safe to say, that Mum isn't having the great holiday that she sure deserves!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1257" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1258" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad spoke to her on the phone and apparently she was a little stressed from it all and was just about ready to come home!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1266"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1260" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1416" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1417" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping that the rest of the holiday works out wonderful for her!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1265" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1261" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HANG IN THERE MUUSSY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1264" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1262" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you do give up and come home, I wont complain because I MISSS YOUUUUUUUU!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1418" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1419" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.. and Dad does too! (OMFG he is a misery guts without her! *GiGGLeS*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1267" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1263" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1209"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-3605354052009583857?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/3605354052009583857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=3605354052009583857&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/3605354052009583857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/3605354052009583857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-want-my-mummy.html' title='I want my MUMMY!!!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-1840967633287884488</id><published>2008-08-26T11:21:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T13:36:58.577+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogger Celebrities'/><title type='text'>AWARDS TIME!!! (Finally!!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id1823"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://everydotconnects.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2007/07/trophysmile.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6791"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6786"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok! Ageeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees ago now, I was given a few awards, but then all the drama happened with losing my connection, so I never got the chance to say a proper thank you, and pass them on!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6787"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6790"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6789" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://onthem104.blogspot.com/"&gt;DARYL&lt;/a&gt; THINK'S I'M FUN TO READ!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1889" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1812" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1811"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SLNc99oRmcI/AAAAAAAABQ4/OH0XjnN2XQM/s1600-h/Daryl+award.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238633011147282882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SLNc99oRmcI/AAAAAAAABQ4/OH0XjnN2XQM/s400/Daryl+award.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1860"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6763"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lovely &lt;a href="http://onthem104.blogspot.com/"&gt;Daryl&lt;/a&gt; created this gorgeous little award herself, and passed it on to her blogger friends that she found - Just plain fun to read! AND I WAS ONE OF THEM!!! WOOOOOOOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1900"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1899"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6810"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you dear lady!!! I shall treasure it always!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1898"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1893"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6764"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no instruction to pass this on to others, but I love the award so much, I just can't help myself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1894"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1895"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6792"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wish to pass this clever award on to 7 of my faves...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1896"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1897"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6765"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://triloquist.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ronnie&lt;/a&gt; - Because he is the bestest!!! and to be honest... my most FAVOURITEST BLOGGER EVER!!! I have never read a post of his that I couldn't relate to, and I've never met anyone who's vents are as hilariously amusing as his!!! Luv ya Ronnie!!! xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1901"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1903"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6766"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://texaswordtangle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rhea&lt;/a&gt; - Also a massive favourite of mine!!! Not only is her colourful page captivating like a pokie machine!!! But her witty posts and beautiful piccy's make it impossible to NOT want to read!! xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1904"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1905"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6767"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://betterootthanin.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mr Farty&lt;/a&gt; - I met this hilarious fire-farting blogger through RAT GiRL actually!!! How &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; you come across it Farty??? I'm curious now!!! Anyways, I'm glad his comments led me to his witty blog because he is BLOODY HILARIOUS!!! I especially love his 'Name that tune' challenges and is very cheeky humour!!! xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1907"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1908"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6793"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nitebyrdsnest.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nite&lt;/a&gt; - What can I say!!! There's only one word for her blog, and that is 'HILARIOUS' there's not much else I can say because I'm always too busy in fits of laughter!!!! xx &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1902"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1909"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6794"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whatsinsidejoe.blogspot.com/"&gt;Joey&lt;/a&gt; - Another hilarious bugger!!! I was tossing up on the 'Creative award' (below) and this one to give to Joey, because he is very very clever with his witty writing! I especially love his 'Month in Photos' posts! But that is what makes him plain fun to read!! Woooo!!xx &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1892"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1810"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6768"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://joeheather.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thinny&lt;/a&gt; - who's blog I adore!!! He is a big softie romatantic and has a clever way of twisting his witty posts in a way that has you begging for more! xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1920"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1922"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6769"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last but certainly not least...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1924"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1921"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6770"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mrsexyblueeyes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lady&lt;/a&gt; - who can turn everyday life stories into captivating entertainment! xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6795"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6797"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6798"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6771"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1923"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1862"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1817" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://betterootthanin.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR FARTY&lt;/a&gt; THINKS I'VE GOT TALENT!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6809" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1844" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1838"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6796"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SLNddeFZLRI/AAAAAAAABRI/WWqzIln3pck/s1600-h/Farty+award.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238633552435293458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SLNddeFZLRI/AAAAAAAABRI/WWqzIln3pck/s400/Farty+award.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1830"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farty's words : &lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://motivationless.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;GiGGLe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; and her alter ego, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://ratgirlcomic.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rat Girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;. GiGGLe is soooo talented - and giggly, FFS! - and Rat Girl is so strong and fearless."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1839"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1829"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6808"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou kindly &lt;a href="http://betterootthanin.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mr Farty&lt;/a&gt;! And RAT GiRL says 'Cheers' too! :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1880"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1871"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules are to pass this award onto another 5 deserving Bloggers, for their creativity, design and interesting material.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1841"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1882"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6772"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, I'd like to pass this award on to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1881"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1883"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6773"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://onthem104.blogspot.com/"&gt;Daryl&lt;/a&gt; - who is an extremely talented photographer!!! She posts the most amazing photos that say it all, and I love stopping by to see what new pictures she has to share! xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1912"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1911"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6774"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://trubldramblings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Trub&lt;/a&gt; - who is also just plain fun to read, but I wanted to give her this award for the mention of how very creative she is with her witty writing, and gorgeous little creations such as the one I will show you below! YOU ROCK TRUB!!! xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1916"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1914"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6775"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jenneralities.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jenn&lt;/a&gt; - who blows me away with how she can make every day life into a poetic and witty pleasure to read! xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1913"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1915"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6776"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://magnus-velvetdarkness.blogspot.com/"&gt;Magnus&lt;/a&gt; - who is a VERY talented writer with his fiction and non fiction posts, and he always has the coolest artwork to share with us! xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1925"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1919"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6777"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1918"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1917"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6799"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sohe812.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jeffy&lt;/a&gt; - for is amazing talent in writing challenges! Check him out... he is very clever!!! xx &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1845"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1842"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1843"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1847" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6800" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6803" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6779" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6801" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://triloquist.blogspot.com/"&gt;RONNIE&lt;/a&gt; LOVES ME!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6804" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1884" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6778"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SLNdKTLDdzI/AAAAAAAABRA/2CROC9b1VHo/s1600-h/Ron+award.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238633223088731954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SLNdKTLDdzI/AAAAAAAABRA/2CROC9b1VHo/s400/Ron+award.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1848"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1827"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://triloquist.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ronnie&lt;/a&gt; gave this cute little award to all of his blogger friends to show them how much he cares!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1929"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1928"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6802"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU RONNIE!!! I LOVE YOU TOOOOO! *GiGGLeS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1927"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1926"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wish to pass this award onto all &lt;em&gt;MY Readers &lt;/em&gt;too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6780"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1930"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you are anonomous and don't have a blog, heck! Save it on your desktop if ya want! SPREAD THE LOVE!!!!! heeeeeheeeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1931"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1932"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6805"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6807"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6781"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you guys for my awards, they will always be treasured!!! I'm SO sorry if I've missed any awards and forgotton all about them! It has been yonks since I've had the Internet!!! But if I have... remind me, because i LOVE awards!!! (that was just a ploy to get y'all to give me more *cough*) *GiGGLeS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1933"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6782"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6783"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6785"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooo today I stumbled across &lt;a href="http://trubldramblings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Trubs&lt;/a&gt; blog to find that she had made this for me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6806"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1866"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1869"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238634232497654642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SLNeFDg5S3I/AAAAAAAABRQ/LBV4pfYJcWY/s400/Trub+prezzie.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks &lt;a href="http://trubldramblings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Trub&lt;/a&gt;!!! You're a sweety!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and I just love how everyone thinks I am &lt;em&gt;such&lt;/em&gt; an angel...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;little do ya's know...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;xx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-1840967633287884488?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/1840967633287884488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=1840967633287884488&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/1840967633287884488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/1840967633287884488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/08/awards-time-finally.html' title='AWARDS TIME!!! (Finally!!)'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SLNc99oRmcI/AAAAAAAABQ4/OH0XjnN2XQM/s72-c/Daryl+award.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-1958285395510897766</id><published>2008-08-24T12:31:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T14:42:02.122+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neighbourhood Watch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that piss me off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad stuff'/><title type='text'>Doin' it like the celebrities!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id1115"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/entertainment/2006-12/18/xin_381203181008851229422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1116" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1127" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1399" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1679" align="center"&gt;It's all the rage like it's the latest fashion for celebrities to adopt black babies that are in need of rescuing from poverty! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1400" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1118" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1169" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1128" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, me and Hubby thought we'd do the same too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1119" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1171" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1125" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1401" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet our adopted black baby... Albert...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1126" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1117"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1173"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1120" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SLDWjl-e4aI/AAAAAAAABQw/3RSCIs-Vq4M/s1600-h/Albert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237922273609834914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SLDWjl-e4aI/AAAAAAAABQw/3RSCIs-Vq4M/s320/Albert.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*GiGGLeS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1174" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1112"&gt;Yeah Yeah! I know you're thinking 'Oh ffs Giggle you mad woman, you already have a gazillion cats and you're getting ready to pop out a little human that will keep you busy enough! WTF are you thinking!?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1402"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1121"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1124"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just hear me out okay... cause it's quite a sad story!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1403"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1129"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1122"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1123"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago we had this weird-arse couple living in the flat next door to us, and Albert was their kitten. I don't know what name they had given him, because they always refused to acknowledge us whenever Hubby and I ever tried to say G'day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1404"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1146"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1130"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know ALbert was theirs because she would let him in and out of the house and fed him and all the rest of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1145"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1131"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, about a month ago they just suddenly packed up and left!!! I wasn't sure if they had gone for good, but I never did see them again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1405"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1149"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1147"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only weird thing was that Albert was STILL there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1406"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1150"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1148"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting at the front door for his Mummy to get home and let him in!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1407"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1151"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1132"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought SURELY they wouldn't leave their little baby there and just up and leave!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1408"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1144"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1143"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at first I thought, maybe they hadn't moved but were just out all the time and popped in to feed Albert every now and then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1175"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1133"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when Albert's meowing became more stressed as he would sit at the door and beg to be let in, I began to think that maybe he had been abandoned!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1152"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1142"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that he certainly had been when I decided to bring him some cat food and water to see if he was hungry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1154"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1141"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEP! He wasn't just hungry, he was starving!!! The poor bugger just about swallowed the bowl that the food came in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1153"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1134"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It broke my heart because I wished I had started feeding him earlier, because it was 3 weeks he was without food, meowing for his Mummy who never came back! So I was devastated for the poor little thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1139"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1135"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO I continued to feed him, (i'd put his food by the door where he would sit and wait to be let in) but I wasn't sure whether the owners couldn't find Albert at the time when they were moving out and had decided to come back looking for him? (It does happen.) So I avoided adopting him completely incase they were coming back to get him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1155"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1156"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But about a week later, some new people moved in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1166"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1157"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually heading over to let the new neighbours know the situation with Albert, but just as I was heading out the door, I watched this big scary woman bust open her door and hiss and shoo Albert away!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1165"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1176"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albert just about shit himself and bolted down the street to get away from the hideous Ogre!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1158"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1177"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart sank! Poor Albert! I tried to run after him, but there was just no keeping up with him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1159"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1178"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was guttered for the poor litle thing but I figured he'd come back soon enough for me to feed him again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1180"&gt;But no...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1409"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1160"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1179"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was missing for a week, he had vanished of the face of the earth!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1164"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1161"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile I had actually found out from the land lady of the flat, that Alberts owners had packed up and moved overseas! So obviously the bastards abanded poor Albert!!! (I despise people like that!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1162"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1163"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept leaving food for Albert, hoping he would return but I wouldn't put it near the door this time (because of the new tenants wouldn't appreciate it of course!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1181"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1182"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead I had to put it closer to our house but of course, our own cats would come and eat it before Albert was in with a chance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1183"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1184"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still no sign of him, when the new tenants were out for the day, I decided that I would sneak a bowl of food and water in the next door neighbours garden bed behind a tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1205"&gt;So that the tenants wouldn't find it, and hopefully our cats wouldn't sniff it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1185"&gt;But just as I climbed through the bushes to get to the hidden tree (their garden bed needs some serious weeding) there was ALBERT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1204"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poor little darling was curled up hiding behind the tree shaking like a leaf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1203"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He obviously didn't know where to go and just stayed there, but hiding from the wicked ogre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1410"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1202"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1412"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must have been there for over a week just frozen there, terrified!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1201"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1186"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rushed over to him and comforted him while trying to coax him to eat, but he was sooo weak and dehydrated, he had foam coming out of his mouth and could barely move because he was so weak! :-(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1200"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1187"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually he had the strength to sit up and eat some food, and when he had finished, I stood up to get him some more water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1413"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1199"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As weak as he was, he use what little energy he had left to stand up on his two back legs, he hugged my leg and looked up at me with his begging eyes as if to say "please don't leave me!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1198"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1417"&gt;It was so heart breaking, I just burst into tears there and then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1421"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1197"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1414"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come on" I said as I picked him up and carried him to his new home (our house.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1196"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1188"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1420"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has such a beautiful nature and feels right at home with us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1195"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1415"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other cats are still getting use to him, but are slowly taking to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1194"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1189"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It breaks my heart that he and other animals had / have to go through that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1418"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1193"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now he runs the fucking household!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1419"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1192"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*GiGGLeS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1191"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1190"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1140"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-1958285395510897766?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/1958285395510897766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=1958285395510897766&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/1958285395510897766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/1958285395510897766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/08/doin-it-like-celebrities.html' title='Doin&apos; it like the celebrities!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SLDWjl-e4aI/AAAAAAAABQw/3RSCIs-Vq4M/s72-c/Albert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-6224014961610073832</id><published>2008-08-21T18:09:00.013+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T06:46:52.685+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dadda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keithy George'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Scan&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>HALLELUJAH... HALLELUJAH... Hallelujah! Hallealujah! Hallelu-u-u-jaaaaaaaaAaAaA!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id9570"&gt;&lt;a href="http://msp278.photobucket.com/albums/kk92/slavepress/Dancing_Cat.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://msp278.photobucket.com/albums/kk92/slavepress/Dancing_Cat.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id9572"&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id9576"&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id9580"&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id9701" align="center"&gt;WOOOOOHOOOOOO!!!!! I have...................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id9706" align="center"&gt;THE INTERNET AGAIN!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id9739" align="center"&gt;Oh my flamin HECK!!! Only took over 2 BLOODY PAINFULLY LONG MONTHS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id9707" align="center"&gt;I actually got the Internet back up a few days ago, and I thought I'd get everything fixed at once, by getting my Dad over to fix Keithy as well to make a fresh start!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id9711" align="center"&gt;(Keithy has had serious spam problems and got bombarded with viruses which really slowed everything down and somethimes even froze the computer!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id9742" align="center"&gt;So I had only had the Internet for a couple of minutes when Dad managed to stuff up the computer ALL TOGETHER!!! I couldn't even turn it on after he was finished with it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id9743" align="center"&gt;But that's ok! He ended up taking it home and fixing it completely, making Keithy as good as brand knew, so I am stoked!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id9713" align="center"&gt;THANKS DADDA!!!! xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id9715" align="center"&gt;NOW! I should probably mention that we couldn't find out the sex of bub after all!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id9717" align="center"&gt;The cheeky bugger had it's legs crossed, and wouldn't open them for anyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id9744" align="center"&gt;So... we weren't meant to find out after all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id9720" align="center"&gt;I do have another scan at 32 weeks, so we may be able to find out then, but by then maybe we'll decide to just wait, as it wont be long before we'll find out FOR REAL!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7366"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id9745" align="center"&gt;They did give us an awesome 4d image of the baby though, it was incredible watching it swim around on the screen, and hearing it's strong little heart beat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7367"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id9723" align="center"&gt;I've attached the piccy for you all to see, but though some people can make it out straight away, others can not make it out for the life of em and need to have it explained to them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7368"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id9724" align="center"&gt;Can you make it out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id9567" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SK0j2n0afyI/AAAAAAAABPQ/enhfwNl1mi8/s1600-h/baby.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236881363010486050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SK0j2n0afyI/AAAAAAAABPQ/enhfwNl1mi8/s400/baby.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not, maybe this will help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id9569"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SK0jU9a5jmI/AAAAAAAABPI/jJDo5nJhWOE/s1600-h/baby+diagram.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236880784693497442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SK0jU9a5jmI/AAAAAAAABPI/jJDo5nJhWOE/s400/baby+diagram.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id9737"&gt;Still can't see it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id9736"&gt;Well ffs, you need glasses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id9735"&gt;Here! Look at this picture... it's pretty much in the exact same position as this bub pic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7356"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236881733577071346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SK0kMMSX2vI/AAAAAAAABPY/n5cgjGVsR_o/s200/bub+eg.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh... NOW you see it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id9733" align="center"&gt;*GiGGLeS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7372"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id9728" align="center"&gt;Right! I'd love to stay and chat... but I have a BUSY day of visiting my favourite bloggle buddys and catching up on what has been going on in YOUR neck of the woods!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7373"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id9730" align="center"&gt;*sigh* It's great to be home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id9731" align="center"&gt;xx &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id7377" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-6224014961610073832?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/6224014961610073832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=6224014961610073832&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/6224014961610073832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/6224014961610073832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/08/hallelujah-hallelujah-hallelujah.html' title='HALLELUJAH... HALLELUJAH... Hallelujah! Hallealujah! Hallelu-u-u-jaaaaaaaaAaAaA!!!!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SK0j2n0afyI/AAAAAAAABPQ/enhfwNl1mi8/s72-c/baby.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-5842028131388621290</id><published>2008-08-15T15:23:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T15:27:48.421+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Place Your Bets!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id24"&gt;I've just popped in to use Dad's computer to let you all know that Hubby and I are on our way to find out the sex of our baby!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id23"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id22"&gt;Still no Internet, so I don't know when I'll be back on to tell you the news... but in the mean time... what is your guess?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id25"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id26"&gt;A Girl? A Boy? Or Something completely different? :-P *GiGGLeS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id27"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id28"&gt;Gotta run!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id29"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id30"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-5842028131388621290?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/5842028131388621290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=5842028131388621290&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/5842028131388621290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/5842028131388621290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/08/place-your-bets.html' title='Place Your Bets!!!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-1731567325385174794</id><published>2008-08-08T21:18:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T21:56:12.940+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neighbourhood Watch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hubby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Adventures of RAT GiRL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that piss me off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muussy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breakdowns'/><title type='text'>RELAX???? WTF DOES THAT MEAN???</title><content type='html'>Well I looked ‘relax’ up in the dictionary, and let me tell you, it is far from what I have been doing for these last couple of months!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, Hello, and I’m sorry yet again that I haven’t had the time OR THE FUCKING INTERNET to reply to anyone, or catch up on my blog reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you figured this out on your own, but for those who don’t know, I actually went to my parents house last week to upload the next RAT GiRL episode, but it took so damn long, that I didn’t have the chance to let you all know, and meanwhile I had a very grumpy Hubby waiting impatiently for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO… This episode was so long that I had to break it into two!&lt;br /&gt;So if you haven’t spotted the first part, then you can just click on this link…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ratgirlcomic.blogspot.com/2008/08/hideous-day.html"&gt;A HIDEOUS DAY (Part One)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, also I have only just uploaded Part two of this episode, so if you have already read Part one, you can find Part Two here…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ratgirlcomic.blogspot.com/2008/08/hideous-day_04.html"&gt;A HIDEOUS DAY (Part Two)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now… You are most welcome to stop reading now, and go ahead and get your fix on RAT GiRL, but either way, I’m just going to RANT on about the shit couple of months I’ve had. It will probably bore the heck out of ya’s, so don’t feel obliged to read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just for the sake of getting it all off my chest, because I am sooooo damn close to losing the plot right now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right… So as you know, our internet connection has been down, as well as our phone line. The thing is, we could still receive incoming calls, but for some strange reason we could not make any outgoing calls and there was no Internet connection what so ever! But, we are still being charged for services that we are not getting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole problem started back in March… I can’t be arsed searching back now, but there was a time earlier where I was without the Internet and phone line and I couldn’t get online to blog! (My readers got worried, because all of a sudden I just disappeared.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What had happened in that case, was that some kids down the road, got into a nasty little habit of stealing our mail. So there was one phone bill in particular that was overdue, because we had never seen it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around that same time, a telemarketer rang up and spoke to Hubby about this ‘so call’ amazing offer on cheap overseas and cell phone calls. (Hubby is a sucker for these things) so without my knowledge, he went ahead and signed over to them for that service only, because he is from NZ and makes a lot of overseas calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now instead of having a full service with Telstra, we now had split service…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Telstra service was now with our Local calls and Internet connection, and our Max Telecom service was with our overseas and mobile calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So during this time we were getting separate phone bills, so it became unnoticed that we had not paid our Telstra bill at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So some time in March, all of a sudden our phone line was cut off and I had no idea why…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were still able to make outgoing overseas and mobile calls, and also receive incoming overseas and mobile calls, but we COULD NOT make outgoing local calls or connect to the Internet, AND we couldn’t even RECEIVE incoming local calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I rang Telstra…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Phone call:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On hold for 10 mins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Explaining said problem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telstra Assistant #1: “It appears your phone line has been disconnected because you have an outstanding bill.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “My apologies, we will get on to that straight away.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Hubby rushed down to pay the bill that very same day and about 2 days later, there was still no connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Phone call:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On hold for 10 mins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Explaining said problem and letting them know that the bill had been paid.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA #2: “I have reconnected your service, it will take up to 24hours to be up and running again.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 hours later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still no connection!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Phone call:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On hold for 10 mins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Explaining said problem and letting them know that the bill had been paid AND that it had been 24 hours.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On hold for 15mins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#3: “It appears that TA#2 did not reconnect your service properly, they didn’t go through the proper process to do it. I have now done it properly for you, and your phone line and Internet Connection will be back up within the next 24 hours.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 Hours later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is still no connection, and it is now the weekend, and Telstra services are closed until Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday Morning…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th Phone call:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On hold for 10 mins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *(Losing Patience) Explaining everything that has happened up until this point.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On hold for 30mins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#4: “According to your account you have an outstanding phone bill, and your services have been cut off until it has been paid.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “WHAT??? I paid that bill last week, I have the receipt right here! *Reads receipt number*”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#4: “I’ll need to speak to my team leader, please hold”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On hold for 20 minutes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#5: “Hi this is TA#5, please explain your problem.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *(Frustrated that I had to go through this again) Explaining full problem, now including the confusion of the bill still appearing unpaid.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#5: “Okay, it looks like TA#2 did not register that your bill had been paid, let me fix that up for you right now…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On hold for a further 10 mins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#5: “Ok, that has all been sorted now, you will be reconnected within 24 hours.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Are you sure??? Because that’s what everyone else has been telling me, and it still hasn’t worked.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#5: “I can guarantee that it will work this time, as it could not work before because your phone bill payment had not been registered.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 hours later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STILL NOTHING!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th Phone call:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On hold for 20 mins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *(Extremely agitated) Explaining everything that has happened up until this point, and letting them know that I was not happy about it.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#6: “Excuse me! Don’t bite my head off this isn’t my fault!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “I beg your pardon? I was not biting your head off! You would be frustrated too if you were in my position, don’t take it so damn personal!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#6: *Hangs up on me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th Phone call:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On hold for 30 mins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *(Ready to snap) Warning the TA not to take my frustration personal, but that I was really worked up about the rude service that I had been getting. Also Explaining everything that has happened up until this point, including the rude TA before hand.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#7: “Completely understandable, I will look into the problem for you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On hold for 30mins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#7: “There is no record of changes on your account that TA#5 has claimed to have made. I do see a reconnection of service from TA#3 so your phone line should definitely be up and running just fine.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Yes, it should be, but it’s not… which is why I have called for the 6th time now!!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On hold for 30mins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#7: “I think I’ve found the problem, there was a fault with the payment of phone bill, which is why the reconnection would not work.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “But that’s what TA#5 said!!!! And she also claimed to have fixed it, but it is still not working!!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#7: “Ok, then obviously it is a technical problem, you will need to give them a call.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th Phone call (to Technical Services)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On hold for 40MINS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Explaining EVERYTHING (AGAIN)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On hold for 20 mins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#8: “It is definitely not a technical issue, there is a problem with your actual account. You will need to call a sales assistant.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “But I’ve spoken to 6 of them and I was told that I had to call YOU!!!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#8: “Well they don’t know what they are talking about, only they can fix this problem.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th Phone Call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On hold for 10mins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *(Mad as hell) Explaining full problem again!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On hold for 40 mins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#9: “It looks like a technical issue, I will give you their number.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “I JUST RANG TECHNICAL AND THEY ASSURED ME THAT IT IS NOT A TECHNICAL ISSUE!!!!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#9: “You need to calm down lady, you have no right to talk to me like that.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “I AM FRUSTRATED BECAUSE I HAVE CALLED 8 TIMES NOW AND NO ONE CAN HELP ME…. IT IS NOT PERSONAL, BUT DON’T YOU DARE CALL ME ‘LADY’ AGAIN!!!!!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#9: “Well, only Technical can help you *Hangs up on me*”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th Phone Call (to Technical Services again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On hold for 40mins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “(PISSED OFF) APPARENTLY I HAVE A TECHNICAL ISSUE THAT ONLY YOU CAN FIX!!! THE TA’S REFUSE TO HELP ME ANY FURTHER BECAUSE THEY SAY ONLY YOU CAN!!!!!!!!!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On Hold for 20 mins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#10: “It is definitely not a technical issue, only they can help you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “OH WHAT A FUCKING SUPRISE!!!!” *Hanging up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time the fucking Telstra service was closed!!! It took me all damn day to get NOTHING sorted! I was such a wreck and wanted to bash my head repeatedly against the wall, so it was probably a good thing that I couldn’t call them for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th Phone call:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On hold for 10 mins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Explaining every single little problem I had had up until now, while trying to stay as calm as I possibly could.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#11: “Wow! What a drama you’ve been through! Let me get my experienced team leader and we’ll get stuck in to find the problem for you. To save you from waiting on hold again, just leave it to me and I will call you back and keep you informed of what I find.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Oh really?... Thank you very much.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of hours later…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#11 *Calls me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#11: “My Team Leader and I have investigated into the problem, and it appears that your overseas and Mobile calls are with a different service, is that correct?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Yes, we are with Max Telecom for that service, but our service with Telstra include the Internet connection and local calls which are most important to us.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#11: “I see, what has happened is – Max Telecom overrides your Telstra service, and when your service with Telstra was disconnected from an unpaid bill, the bar of the other service interfered, causing the reconnection to be rejected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No TA that you have spoken to obviously thought to look in this area for this problem.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Finally, someone who sounds like they know what they are talking about.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#11: “It’s going to be very tricky to fix the problem, but now that we know what we are dealing with, we will be sure to get to the bottom of it and have it back up and running for you as soon as we can. Again, I’ll call you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Thank you so much for your help.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of that day, FINALLY the phone line was back to normal, and the Internet was up and running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only weird thing was, that my broadband was now acting as dial up, which meant that I couldn’t be on the phone and the Internet at the same time. But honestly, at the time, I was just happy to have the Internet at all and quite frankly calling Telstra again was the last bloody thing I wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all was fine for a while up until about a month ago, when the same problem happened AGAIN. Only this time it was different - Now we could receive incoming calls from overseas, mobiles AND locals. We could also make outgoing overseas and mobile calls, but we could not make local calls and there was no internet connection!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time, even the phone number to Telstra wouldn’t work!!! We couldn’t even call Telstra to fix the problem! (Where as we could last time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we could not understand why this was happening again, because this time there was no disconnection or outstanding bill to cause it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had to go to my parents when I could just to call the bastards! And after the dramas last time, I was not looking forward to it because I knew it wasn’t going to be easy to fix the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I kept putting it off and trying to get by without the Internet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn’t take long before I couldn’t handle it any more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, luckily I did receive a few calls from both Telstra and Max Telecom for a ‘courtesy check up’ where they ring to check if you’re happy with the service and try to sell you more services while they are at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telstra was the first to call…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#12: “Just calling to see if you’re happy with your Telstra service and if I can interest you in any service upgrades.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Oh I’m so glad you called actually, I’d be happy to be able to use the phone at all!!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#12: “Everything is showing up fine on your account, is there a problem?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Explaining the current problem and how I can’t even call Telstra to fix the problem.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On hold for 10mins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#12: “OH! It seems that your service has been disconnected, do you have an outstanding bill?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “No we don’t, but if we did would it not show up?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#12: “Yes, that’s weird, there is no reason why you should have been disconnected, I’m very sorry about that.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Explaining the problem I had previously*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#12: “There has obviously been some kind of stuff up, let me just fix it and it will be up and running with in the next 24 hours.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Hahaha yeah… in other words, call back to complain again in 24 hours when it hasn’t worked!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 hours later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO CHANGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I couldn’t call them back because the phone was not working, but then Hubby received a call from Max Telecom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MTA#1: “Just calling to see how your service is going.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby: “Weird actually, ever since we have signed up to your services, our Telstra service has been playing up, and they believe that your service is interfering.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MTA#1: “I can assure you that this is not the case, Telstra will do anything to bump up their sales it is them who are trying to sabotage our business.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Hubby had told me about the call, I was so disgusted with their childish behavior, we’d decided that it would be best if we went back to Telstra for full services, to avoid further confusion with the two services clashing all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max Telecom were SHIT anyway! The prices were not cheap at all, and with not being able to make local calls, all our calls were to mobiles, which got very expensive quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to stay the night at my parents house so that I could spend the day using their phone to sort out these problems, and also to do a quick post and arrange all my pregnancy appointments and check ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the time came, I called Max Telecom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Hi, I’d like to cut off my services with Max Telecom please.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MTA#2: “Why?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Explaining said situation*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MTA#2: “(Indian speaking bad English) Telstra are just jealous that you have our services and not their full attention.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Yeah, look, I’m not impressed with Telstra either, but at least they don’t have childish theories about their competition, and why would they do this deliberately, when they are not making money off us for calls that we can not make?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MTA#2: “To stop our services you need to call Telstra and sign over to them, that will over ride our service, but be careful they will rip you off.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next I called Telstra…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11th Phone call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Explaining current problem and the bad attitude of the MTA’s and asking to sign up to their overseas and mobile services.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#13: “Sounds like the problem may have been with Max Telecom the whole time, All shall be fixed as soon as I sign you over into full Telstra service and we wont have to worry about the clashing between the two services any more.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Oh Thank heck!!! At last, all will be fixed.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Takes 20 mins to sort through all the details for the full service*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#13: “Now because you have signed up to our full service, unfortunately the process can take up until a week.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “That’s fine with me, as long as it happens, I have waited months for all this to end, I can wait one more week to see the end of it!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#13: “Also I will add $70 credit to your account as a token of our appreciation.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “COOL!! Thanks!!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at home, I needed to call Muussy so I went to ring her mobile, but I realized that not even our mobile calls and overseas calls work now, because we had disconnected our service with Max Telecom. So now we were unable to use the Internet, and couldn’t make outgoing local, mobile, overseas, or even free phone calls for a week,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really anxious about not being able to have any contact what so ever for a week, but I tried to relax knowing that it will only be for one week before everything was fine again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE WEEK LATER…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO FUCKING CHANGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NO FUCKING PHONE LINE TO CALL THEM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night I went to my parents to upload the latest RAT GiRL episode, but I had to get Hubby to drive me after work, so Telstra was closed for the night and I couldn’t ring them while I was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was already really anxious and pissed off before I had arrived at Mum and Dads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another drama that I have been going through, is Hubby and I had been fighting a lot, (All is good now) But a while back, around the time when we found out I was pregnant, Hubby went off the rails a bit and got into a habit of smoking himself stupid with marijuana all day. And when he wasn’t smoking up, he was drinking A LOT of alcohol (he is not a drinker at all and all of a sudden he had taken it up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He started spending money that we didn’t have on drugs and booze and he had a real bad attitude when he couldn’t ‘score.’ This really stressed me out, because he had suddenly taken up this bad lifestyle now that I was pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got into some pretty heated arguments about me wanting him to quit this and start maturing up because he was going to become a Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got to a point where he said some pretty hurtful things and told me that he doesn’t even want to have this baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so upset, that I almost lost myself and suddenly had an urge to pick up a knife stab my belly to kill the baby inside of me. Scary I know, but I had just reached that point of tremendous stress that I just couldn’t take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all has been healed with that issue since then, so don’t worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I was at my parents house (as I was saying) I had taken all of this on board with me. Muussy’s computer was soooooooooooo slow uploading my RAT GiRL comic and (it kept freezing up) Hubby was really impatient and wanting to go home. I was getting really uptight and stressed out, trying to keep my patience with everything and I’d finally finished uploading and opened the page to my main blog to do a quick post to let ya’s know that I had uploaded it, when Hubby walked in and glared at me, as if to say “I am so pissed at you for making me wait!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His tension really got to me, and then all of a sudden the computer froze completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was in that moment that I just snapped! I started screaming like a maniac and stormed out like a bat out of hell and demanded Hubby to get in the car to drive us home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn’t control my raging emotions, I just wanted to go on a murder rampage I had so much anger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really sux is that Muussy was leaving the next day to go on a trip around the world, and she will be away for over a month, so I didn’t even get to say goodbye to her properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I slammed the door to the car, Hubby says to me “Your Mum is so angry with you that you didn’t say goodbye” I had completely forgotten that she was leaving the next day, but I was so worked up that I couldn’t calm myself down, but I dragged myself in anyway and gave her the crappiest hug and ‘Have a good trip’ ever, because I was such a mess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Muussy, if you’re reading this, I’m really sorry, and I hope you have a safe wonderful holiday! Xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the way home I was bawling my eyes out, I felt soooo bad and started stressing out that Muussy’s plane was going to crash now just to teach me a lesson for not saying a proper good bye. (It’s funny the extreme stresses you get when you are pregnant.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day Hubby was working late, and all I wanted to do was go and see her or just call her. But I couldn’t BECAUSE I HAD NO FUCKING PHONE LINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had been finding it very hard to relax at all… and stressing is not good for the baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tried to take it easy for the next couple of days until I woke up to the sound of cursing outside my window 2 days ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked out and saw an old man with a dog yelling and swinging at Hubby on the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came running out screaming because both of them were very worked up and I could see that someone was going to get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to drag Hubby away because I could see it was a matter of time before he would lash out and seriously hurt the old wanker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was standing there in hysterics when Hubby ran up to quickly comfort me and tell me to go back inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that as Hubby was getting ready to leave for work, this old guy was walking his dog down the street, but as soon as this guy had seen our cats hanging out in our front garden bed, he had let go off the dog, and encouraged it to chase our cats for a bit of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a Staffy Bullterrier mind you, so as soon as that dog would have reached our cats it would have killed them for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby saw this happen, and the cats came flying into the house scared shitless, as the dog even ran up onto our deck and to the front door then tried to come into the house to catch them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby then kicked the dog to scare it away, which in my opinion, breaks my heart, I’m so sad for the dog that it got kicked, because it was not the dogs fault, it was the old man’s fault for letting his dog off the lead and encouraging it to chase our cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Hubby didn’t have a lot of time to think about it and just needed to scare the dog away. The old man saw this and started going nuts at Hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While he was screaming at Hubby for kicking his dog, Hubby was screaming at him for not having his dog on a lead and for encouraging it to kill our cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Hubby was telling me what had happened, the Old man was walking off in the distance yelling “I’LL KILL ALL YOUR FUCKING CATS, EVERY LAST ONE OF THEM!!! I’LL FUCKING KILL YOUR CATS”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that moment, Hubby told me that he is running late for work and that he had to run, he kisses me on the cheek and tells me not to worry and to go back to bed, then gets in the car and drives off to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile I’m standing there in shock about what has just happened, I’m totally freaking out that this guy is coming back to kill all my cats as I watch Hubby drive away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We since got a cat flap which has been fantastic because the cats can go outside to shit, rather than having the house stink with Kitty Litter. I had just recently trained them all to use the cat flap, and I didn’t want to suddenly confuse them by locking them in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just froze on the deck, and sat there for 4 hours completely freaking out and protecting my cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough, I almost had a heart attack when I saw him coming back down the road, swearing in a distance. He saw me and was like “WHERE THE FUCK IS THAT CUNT?” I froze and replied, “He is not here, he has gone to work” as I rushed all the cats inside and locked the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran to the phone and dialed 000 Emergency….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what do ya know….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The number you have called, is not available with this service, please call Telstra for further assistance”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN’T EVEN CALL FUCKING EMERGENCY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was completely alone, with no contact, scared shitless of this cat murdering maniac, it was horrible, horrible, horrible!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I racked my brains for ages trying to figure out what to do, but when things had settled down, I stopped worrying about the old creep, but started getting really worked up over the fact that I couldn’t even call emergency if I desperately needed to!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I had this random idea to try ringing 1800 REVERSE which obviously reverses the charges. It actually worked!!! So I called my Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked him to call Telstra for me and have them ring ME to carry on this stupid drama with my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12th Phone Call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Explaining EVERYTHING including the fact that I couldn’t even call emergency when I needed to.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On hold for 20 mins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#14: “I’ve just noticed something, is your phone number *says similar phone number with one wrong digit* ?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Ummm no… the last 2 digits are the wrong way around.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#14: “Oh dear, it appears that when TA#13 signed you to a full service, he assigned it to the wrong phone line.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Please tell me you are joking!!!!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#14: “I’m afraid not, I’m going to have to contact TA#13 and have him fix this problem because he has not only not given you the correct service, but he has given someone else the wrong one.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “So what about my dilemma?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#14: “Well before I can do anything, we have to sort out this problem, all I can do at this stage is send (whoever) an email, and wait for their reply. It is not until I get a reply that I can do anything else. So the next step can take up to 24 hours.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Wait so, let me get this straight, it may take up to 24 hours to get a reply for you to then fix me up with the proper service ALL over again because this idiot wrote down the wrong number, and then it will take ANOTHER week to activate?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#14: “I’m sorry but it takes time for these processes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “No I’M sorry, but I have been without my proper service for months and I have been stuffed around, told to wait 24hours to a week before I can call again to get the problem sorted AGAIN and get NO WHERE. I am pregnant and under extreme stress at the moment, and if anything bad happens I can’t even call the damn emergency number for help!!! I refuse to wait another week just because some idiot wrote down my NUMBER WRONG!!!! And if ANYTHING happens to my baby, I am holding Telstra responsible, because I couldn’t call anyone for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you don’t mind, I would appreciate it if you could pull some strings and get my phone back up and running ASAP!!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#14: “Ok, I will discuss this with someone higher for you, and will call you back.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hours Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She calls back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#14: “I have got someone higher on the other line directing me what to do. First I will arrange to get your full service again.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Takes 20 mins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#14: “We’ve discovered that you have a bar against your service which is dealt with by credit management. Please hold the line while I try to get through to them.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On hold for 45 MINUTES!!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#14: “I’m sorry, but after all that waiting, credit management is actually closed for the night. I’m going to have to get you to call them tomorrow, because I am not working tomorrow so I can’t call on your behalf.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “(trying not to break down) How am I suppose to call them? I can’t make outgoing calls remember.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#14: “So how did you call me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “YOU CALLED ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#14: “Oh Right! Sorry about that! I’m really sorry but if you could find some way to call them yourself tomorrow that is the best I can do.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Fine give me the number!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#14: “*Reads Number* Now when you connect, ask for ‘credit management’ tell them your situation and that you are pregnant and require emergency assistance. Let them know that there is a bar on your service when there shouldn’t be and have them remove it for you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, the number was a 1800 number, so I was able to call them from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile that night, that old maniac from down the road, stormed up to our deck and kicked the cat flap in, causing it to snap and fly across the room!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I rang (Which was yesterday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13th Phone call (to Credit Management)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Explained everything.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#15: “I don’t know why you would call here, your services aren’t even with Telstra!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Excuse me? I am with Telstra! I’ve spoken to many TA’s and not one of them have argued that I am not a customer.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#15: “It says here that you are with a different service, you’re not even with Telstra.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Well that’s rubbish, I was with a different service for our overseas and mobile calls…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#15: “(Interupts) So what are you saying? First you say you are with Telstra, then you say you’re not, and it says here that you are not so why are you calling?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Excuse me! You didn’t let me finish! I was saying that I WAS with Max Telecom, but since signed over to Telstra, but I have ALWAYS had Telstra as my service for Internet and local calls.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#15: “Well I don’t understand at all, we have a bar against your services with us, because you are no longer with us, you’re with a different provider, it says so right here.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Right, well I know there is a bar, that’s why I am suppose to call and ask you to remove it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#15: “No I will not remove it, your service is not with us!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *(Trying not to lose my cool) Explaining it in full detail.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#15: “Hold.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bitch has me on hold for 45 minutes, the hold was dropping in and out and I heard parts of her HAVING A BITCH ABOUT ME! She was rude as hell, and I just kept thinking to myself that when she comes back, I’m going to ask for her name and ID number and make a complaint. But after waiting about 50 mins, she fucking hung up on me!!! And never bothered to call me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had to go through it all again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th Phone call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *(My nerves were shot) Explaining for hopefully the last time.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#16: “Ok, let me confirm your address *reads completely wrong address* is that correct?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “What? No! That’s not me at all! I am *tells address*.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#16: “Ah ok, there is another (my full name) with the same birth date, maybe TA#15 had you mistaken for someone else.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “I can’t believe this! Things have just gone from bad to worse.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#16: “You are definitely an existing customer and there is a bar on your service that should not be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, it appears that this bar has been on here since March”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “That can’t be right, there was a stage where I was able to use the phone and Internet since March.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#16: “Yes, it appears that the barring has been on and off since March, it wasn’t taken off properly. This bar should have been removed completely in March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll remove that for you right now, and everything should go back to normal with in the next 24 hours.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “I’m sorry, I wish I could be more excited, but I can’t, I can’t help but expect that my phone line is never going to be fixed.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#16: “Well I have a good feeling that it will all work itself out this time, so just relax.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments after getting off the phone, Hubby came home from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I broke down to the floor and sobbed uncontrollably because I can’t friggen take it anymore!!!! I don’t think I can ever talk to another Telemarketer ever again!!! I just can’t handle it anymore!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is now the next day and the 24 hours were up hours ago, and what a surprise… still no connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby finished early today, and he had decided that enough was enough, and assured me that I didn’t need to worry anymore, because he would deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16th Phone call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby: (Extremely angry) Explains EVERYTHING and threatens to take action against Telstra about the whole stuff around.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#17: Ok I will look into it and have someone call you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 mins later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#18: Hi there, it seems that you are having too many problems with this service, in cases like these we reset your whole phone line and rebuild it again to get rid of any existing problems. It will take about 20 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On hold for 20 mins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA#18: Ok, all is set, your phone line should be working again right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO… over a period of months, after approx 16 Phone calls and speaking to at least 18 different Telstra assistants, waiting on hold for approx 590 mins, and waiting for a promised approx 576 hours for the reconnection, we FINALLY can make outgoing local, overseas and mobile calls…. All from one 20minute process that should have been done in the fucking first place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But guess what?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STILL NO FUCKING INTERNET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course now it is Friday afternoon, so we have to go another whole weekend without the Internet, before we can call them AGAIN!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the easy solution seems to be to leave Telstra all together…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But our service with them is on FUCKING CONTRACT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who knows when we’ll have the Internet again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I’m at Trub’s house using her computer BTW! I actually wrote this on a word document earlier today at home, and saved it on a disc to upload it through Trub’s computer!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers Trub xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway… how are you all doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-1731567325385174794?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/1731567325385174794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=1731567325385174794&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/1731567325385174794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/1731567325385174794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/08/relax-wtf-does-that-mean.html' title='RELAX???? WTF DOES THAT MEAN???'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-8052929789475550071</id><published>2008-07-30T22:28:00.009+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T23:59:29.965+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Adventures of RAT GiRL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keithy George'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that piss me off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muussy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>HOWDY Y'ALL...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228787449428542690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SJBie2E1hOI/AAAAAAAABIw/xNFnh76h7XQ/s400/PINK+HAT.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Clears throat* I mean.... G'DAY MATES!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok first of all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I am SOOOOOOOOO frikken over technical crap!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, SO...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so ya's know... I am NOT Dead! I am still fluttering around (feeling sorry for myself because I have NO Internet at the moment) but I haven't disappeared off the face of the earth!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see... the last time ya's heard from me, I was temporarily ill with horrid migraines and morning sickness, so I was too crook to drag my arse to Keithy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since then (ages ago now) the morning sickness and bad headaches had STOPPED (praise the lord) and I have finally been feeling FANTASTIC!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't until I received a VERY EXCITING Parcel in the mail from the beautiful &lt;a href="http://onthem104.blogspot.com/"&gt;Daryl&lt;/a&gt; (frikken yonks ago now!) when I rushed online to send her many thanks, but I had discovered that I HAD NO INTERNET!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me just say now... THANK YOU SOOOOO MUCH &lt;a href="http://onthem104.blogspot.com/"&gt;DARYL&lt;/a&gt;!!! xxxxxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sent me 2 whole blocks of gorjus choccy and OMFG it was delish!!! The choccy looked real posh like it coulda cost an arm and a leg for!!! And I tell ya what!!! An arm and a leg would be a small price to pay for it's deliciousness!!! *GiGGLeS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO THANK YOU DEAR LADY!!! I OWE YA ONE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, Hubby threw out the empty packets and I have forgotten what the actual names of the chocolate were. Daryl could you pretty please remind me of these names and brands so I can Google the images and do a proper review on them? *Flutters Eyelashes*... Ta. xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooo so any way... when I discovered that the Internet was down I picked up the phone to abuse the slackers, only to THEN discover that even the PHONE LINE WAS DISCONNECTED!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short... Our Internet and local calls service are with &lt;strong&gt;Telstra&lt;/strong&gt;, and our Mobile and overseas calls are with &lt;strong&gt;Max Telecom&lt;/strong&gt;! I'm not exactly sure what the heck is going on... but apparently these services are clashing with each other and have cut off all of our services ALL TOGETHER!!! Which is STUPID because we are paying for NOTHING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big problem is... that none of these dickheads know how to fix the damn problem, because they have never dealt with an issue like this before!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as you can imagine, I can't even CALL the bastards because our phone isn't working!!! So I can only call them when I get a chance to go to Muussy's house, and even then all they can tell me is they are still trying to 'sort the problem'! DICKHEADS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at Muussy's at the moment, which is how I have found the time to pop on and do a post. I decided it would be easy if I spent the night because I have heaps of things (including this Telstra and Max Telecom issue) to sort out via phone, so I'm going to deal with all of that tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus we are going to a funeral tomorrow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the &lt;a href="http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/03/would-you-want-to-know_04.html"&gt;family friend&lt;/a&gt; who I posted about? Who was diagnosed with a kidney tumour and told that he only had 4 months to live?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well he lost his life on Saturday, and his funeral is tomorrow, may he rest in peace. xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I actually will go yet... I really struggle with these sort of things! The thought of death completely freaks me out, and I feel every bit of pain and suffering around me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be really hard to see his family in mourning, and it doesn't help that I'm already a blubbering, hormonal, pregnant mess, getting fatter by the day!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway... we shall see how it goes!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note... I FOUND THE CAMERA!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I've had nothing better to do, I went mad with posing in the dunny room and taking silly shots of myself to show off my new AWESOME PINK COWGIRL HAT that my AWESOME FRIEND &lt;a href="http://texaswordtangle.blogspot.com/"&gt;RHEA&lt;/a&gt; SENT ME!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is soooo me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228788474002943954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SJBjae6aL9I/AAAAAAAABI4/Y7o_fELJOZ0/s400/PINK+HAT+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228788571057748674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SJBjgIeE-sI/AAAAAAAABJA/NmInh_0WN5Q/s400/PINK+HAT+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SJBjok1tFEI/AAAAAAAABJI/rqINBwLfn-Q/s1600-h/PINK+HAT+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228788716111991874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SJBjok1tFEI/AAAAAAAABJI/rqINBwLfn-Q/s400/PINK+HAT+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and look what else I did...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://joeheather.blogspot.com/"&gt;THINNY&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS FOR YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-71e3144a2a17d7bc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D71e3144a2a17d7bc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330113100%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B284CEED3F919C50E19B0DAD8D4FC6340DD4B42.39C30CC291C0D8058D22E0E687519615F9BBC9F7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D71e3144a2a17d7bc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKLwJWBj9JtKnZoEa3-N40jCteLY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D71e3144a2a17d7bc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330113100%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B284CEED3F919C50E19B0DAD8D4FC6340DD4B42.39C30CC291C0D8058D22E0E687519615F9BBC9F7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D71e3144a2a17d7bc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKLwJWBj9JtKnZoEa3-N40jCteLY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*GiGGLeS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what really sux?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have completed 2 NEW episodes of RAT GiRL!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I DON'T EVEN HAVE THE NET TO UPLOAD THEM!!!!! :-( BOOOOOOOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope to be back online soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-8052929789475550071?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=71e3144a2a17d7bc&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/8052929789475550071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=8052929789475550071&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/8052929789475550071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/8052929789475550071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/07/howdy-yall.html' title='HOWDY Y&apos;ALL...'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SJBie2E1hOI/AAAAAAAABIw/xNFnh76h7XQ/s72-c/PINK+HAT.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-2582390497924998282</id><published>2008-07-11T15:01:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T15:59:20.895+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hauntings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Adventures of RAT GiRL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Scan&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad health'/><title type='text'>I'm allergic to pregnancy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.moondragon.org/obgyn/graphics/morningsicknesscavewoman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.moondragon.org/obgyn/graphics/morningsicknesscavewoman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blergh... sorry I haven't been on for a while to post or read others and I probably wont be for a little longer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've had a horrid stomach bug for the last couple of weeks which has had me runny from both ends!!! (I know... ewwwww)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But even though the stomach bug has seemed to have cleared up, I'm suddenly constantly fatigued and tired ALL the time! I have been sleeping for about 16 hours per day and when I'm not sleeping I'm cuddling up to my bucket in bed ffs! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm also very light headed and feeling faint alot and getting these awful hot flushes that makes it feel like my head is gonna pop off and shoot to the moon ffs!!! But most of all, I suffer from hideous headaches if not miagraines!! *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So please bare with me as I rest up and try to get back to my normal self!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh! &lt;a href="http://texaswordtangle.blogspot.com/"&gt;RHEA&lt;/a&gt;!!! I got your hat and I LOVE IT!!! Thank you soooo much!!! The house ghost has stolen my camera, so when I'm feeling up to it, I'll start searching high dangerous places for the rotten thing! (long story.) And when I find it, I'll take a piccy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news, I had my 11 week abnormalities scan and blood tests a few weeks ago, and finally got my results back yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Blergh news, is that my placenta is positioned too low and is pressed against my uterus (it's supposed to be floating up high) which means that I may have to have a cesarean!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The worst case scenario is if I go into labour early and unexpected with out immediate attention, I could hemorrhage and bleed to death! Eeeeek!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT the good news is that it's still early days and the placenta still might rise into it's proper position. And even if it doesn't, at least we are aware of the problem, and we can prevent the worst from happening!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The GREAT news is... that the baby is perfectly healthy!!! In fact, the doctor said that the results were BETTER than the average good results!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I am extremely pleased with that!!! Even if I do have to have a cesarean!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmmm so that's all my news for now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and thank you all for such great feedback for the last &lt;a href="http://ratgirlcomic.blogspot.com/2008/07/pay-backs-bitch.html"&gt;RAT GiRL episode&lt;/a&gt;! I've actually already started on the next FOUR episodes!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I love ya bubye! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-2582390497924998282?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/2582390497924998282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=2582390497924998282&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/2582390497924998282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/2582390497924998282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-allergic-to-pregnancy.html' title='I&apos;m allergic to pregnancy!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-6721962673975132556</id><published>2008-07-07T23:13:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T01:26:14.368+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Adventures of RAT GiRL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly Stuff'/><title type='text'>Drumroll Please...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.melaniedavisjones.com/Graphics/drumroll.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.melaniedavisjones.com/Graphics/drumroll.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.melaniedavisjones.com/Graphics/drumroll.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time has &lt;a href="http://ratgirlcomic.blogspot.com/2008/07/pay-backs-bitch.html"&gt;come&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-6721962673975132556?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/6721962673975132556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=6721962673975132556&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/6721962673975132556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/6721962673975132556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/07/drumroll-please.html' title='Drumroll Please...'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-2890040685934094297</id><published>2008-07-04T16:06:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T18:34:01.412+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hubby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogger Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;ll start Mozzas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad housewife'/><title type='text'>HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.darencallow.co.uk/images/web%20header%20no%20name.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.darencallow.co.uk/images/web%20header%20no%20name.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This fella here is a massive cute head!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Excuse me while I catch my breath from laughing so much!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="80" alt="LOL" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_29_132.gif" width="93" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahhhh haha Ok....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today I was impatiently waiting for hubby to get home from work because I was craving nothing but CHOCOLATE!!! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="102" alt="Hurry Up" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_34_4.gif" width="80" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We usually have &lt;a href="http://www.nestle.com.au/milo/main.asp"&gt;Milo&lt;/a&gt; in the house which usually helps with my chocky cravings... but after turning the kitchen upside down I had to accept that I just wasn't going to find any! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="50" alt="No" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_6.gif" width="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's a girl to do? &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="50" alt="I Dunno" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_12_10.gif" width="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same thing I always do of course!!! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="50" alt="Smile" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_1.gif" width="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wait for Hubby to walk through the door and then kick him out again to go and fetch me some chocolate! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="74" alt="Out The Door" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/10/10_1_103v.gif" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="33" alt="Blushy 2" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_13_6.gif" width="31" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  (Well if he would only remember to take his frikken mobile, then I could just call him!! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="49" alt="Shocked" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/7/7_19_6.gif" width="51" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who would have thought that all I had to do was bring in the mail, and all would have been sorted!?  &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="50" alt="I Dunno" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_12_10.gif" width="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ears perked up at the sound of Hubbys car pulling up in the drive way! I dusted myself off and prepared myself to put on the best sad face I could. &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="60" alt="Crying 1" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_44.gif" width="60" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual Hubby, stopped at the letter box and walked in with a hand full of mail. He could already tell that I wanted something! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="50" alt="Blah" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_2.gif" width="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did you happen to bring home some Chocky hunny?  &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="63" alt="Pouty" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_19_5.gif" width="70" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "&lt;/span&gt; I asked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img height="50" alt="No" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_6.gif" width="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; ," he said, "But here is a parcel for you"&lt;/span&gt; as he handed it to me. &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="83" alt="Delivery" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/3/3_12_29.gif" width="83" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img height="38" alt="Bouncy 3" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_1_110.gif" width="30" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Oooooooooo"&lt;/span&gt; I said, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"I'm not expecting anything"&lt;/span&gt; as I took it from hubby as if it were a present at Christmas time! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="40" alt="Shaking Gift" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_2_91.gif" width="45" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the back to read who it was from...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://dazza68.blogspot.com/"&gt;DAZZA???&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hmmmm' I thought, 'That's weird, maybe he sent me another CD by accident, not realising he already did.' &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="49" alt="Thinking" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_12_12.gif" width="47" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was not shaped like a CD, it was something completely different! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="42" alt="Very Confused" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_12_3.gif" width="41" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I figured that there was only one way to find out! And I opened it! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="38" alt="Bouncy 3" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_1_110.gif" width="30" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS CHOCOLATE!!!!! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="44" alt="Shocked" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_19_2.gif" width="66" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was hallucinating at first from having strong withdrawals from my chocky! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="72" alt="Crazy" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_11_10.gif" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then it hit me!!! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="43" alt="Crap Hitting The Fan" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/10/10_2_12.gif" width="59" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the post I did a while ago titled &lt;a href="http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/06/blogger-celebrities.html"&gt;'Blogger Celebrities'&lt;/a&gt; I wrote about Dazza's awesome music and his amazing generosity with his giving away of free CDS. Well at the end of it, I jokingly added...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'He is a very COOL, TALENTED MUSICIAN! And I am excited just to know him!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm just kicking myself that I didn't get him to send me a UK candy bar with it! :-P *GiGGLeS* just playing! I have a thing for foreign candy bars!!!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the little cheeky bugger sent me some!!!!!  &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="44" alt="ROTFL" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_11_6.gif" width="60" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a big massive cutie head!!! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="83" alt="Thank You" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_30_126.gif" width="83" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dazza!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I certainly was not expecting it, and I was only joking around when I wrote it! (I didn't even know that sending food overseas was allowed!!) &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="19" alt="Shock 2" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_6_103.gif" width="19" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I sure as heck am NOT complaining! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="82" alt="Drooling Bouncy Smiley" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_15_1.gif" width="39" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sent me a crunchie bar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219043101028031330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SG3EDHg6m2I/AAAAAAAABDo/Rfrd2rFVFkw/s320/crunchie.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do have Crunchie bars here, but who the heck cares! Chocolate is chocolate!!! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="50" alt="Candy" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/11/11_1_113v.gif" width="75" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! He also sent me a Yorkie Bar? which I have NEVER even heard of...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://dovegreyreader.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/yorkie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="43" alt="Clappy" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_1_2.gif" width="29" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  YAYYY!!!!!! I am soooooo looking forward to tasting it! (It's in the freezer hardening up, coz as you can imagine - they arrived pretty melted &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="19" alt="Too Funny" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_1_102.gif" width="19" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently this chocky 'is not for girls'!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But Ha!!! Just try and stop me from eating it!!!! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="31" alt="Way Too Happy" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_1_112.gif" width="35" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU SO MUCH AGAIN DAZZA!!!!!! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="50" alt="Blowing Kisses" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/11/11_7_104v.gif" width="55" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Hubby says Thanks too, for saving him a trip down the shop! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="56" alt="You Rock" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_30_109.gif" width="71" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*GiGGLeS* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smiley.smileycentral.com/download/index.jhtml?partner=ZSzeb095_ZCxdm801YYAU&amp;amp;utm_id=7923" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.smileycentral.com/sig.jsp?pc=ZSzeb095&amp;amp;pp=ZCxdm801YYAU" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-2890040685934094297?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/2890040685934094297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=2890040685934094297&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/2890040685934094297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/2890040685934094297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/07/hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.html' title='HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SG3EDHg6m2I/AAAAAAAABDo/Rfrd2rFVFkw/s72-c/crunchie.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-3313987543906612968</id><published>2008-07-03T15:58:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T18:15:30.486+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad stuff'/><title type='text'>The Stresses of Pregnancy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.healthjockey.com/images/pregnant-girl-stress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.healthjockey.com/images/pregnant-girl-stress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning I had a bit of a scare, which I admit I got myself far too worked up about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at about 5:30am with tremendous abdominal pain and no matter what position I was in, it wasn't feeling any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started FREAKING out because I have had miscarriages in the past, and at this stage I am just on the brink of entering the safe zone. So on top of the pain, I started hyperventilating because I had CONVINCED myself that I was just about to lose my baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When ever I have a concern with anything, the Internet is the place I go for help! Google is awesome!!! You can just type in a symptom or what ever you want to know, and you can find the answer to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my case, I typed in &lt;em&gt;'Abdominal pain during pregnancy - 12 weeks'&lt;/em&gt; and wella! The trusty Internet put my mind at ease when it assured me that around the 3 month mark in pregnancy it is common to experience abdominal pain because it is around that time when the pelvic bones shift and separate to make more room for the baby as it grows. The uterus also expands which can also be quite painful, and as long as there is no bleeding, there is nothing to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I read this, I was able to put my mind at ease, in fact, as soon as I read this - my pain almost immediately disappeared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought to myself, heck!!! I hope I don't have to go through that kind of stress EVER again, because it was such a horrible feeling, the thought of there being something very wrong with this little life inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then later that day I had a HUGE wake up call when I was talking about it to my good mate &lt;a href="http://trubldramblings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Trub&lt;/a&gt; (who is 30 weeks pregnant) on msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I had my little whinge about it to her like it was the end of the frikkin world, she later confessed to me that she had stresses of her own that she had been keeping to herself for the last 5 weeks. And she had just been told some devastating news that very same day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd this isn't the kind of stress that lasts for just an hour either! I couldn't imagine how hard this must be for her! Not even Google can help with this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 weeks ago Trub had her 25 week scan and the Dr. was concerned with the results and passed her onto a specialist. It turns out there's a membrane at the back of the babies skull, internally, which is supposed to give way as the brain grows. But the baby's hadn't moved out of the way, at there was a space which was abnormally big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dr. requested her to come back 5 weeks later to do another test to see if things had improved, and that day came yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, things aren't looking much better for bub, and there is also a chance that Trub could have gestational diabetes, but given the scare of the babies health, this is actually the least of her worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a Mother of an unborn child myself, I could imagine how scary this must be for her, but at the same time, I don't think I ever really could. I myself couldn't even handle an hour of abdominal pain ffs! But I have to say that I am blown away at just how strong and positive Trub is about the whole thing, and I really admire her for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is for certain as yet, we can only hope and pray that everything will turn out alright for her, in the meantime she is set up to go back in 3 weeks time to have an amnio which is a rather invasive test (the poor darlin.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read her full story &lt;a href="http://trubldramblings.blogspot.com/2008/07/baby-update.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you believe in the power of prayer I ask that you please send them her way to her, her bub and her family through this stressful time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides my hour of stress with the abdominal pain, the only pathetic worries I have had in this pregnancy have been &lt;em&gt;'should I find out the sex of my baby early, or should I wait!?'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Trub said something to me which really opened my eyes... and that was... &lt;em&gt;"I'm not fussed about the sex of my baby I just want it to be born healthy."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she is absolutely right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Trub, and me and Hubby are thinking of you! xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-3313987543906612968?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/3313987543906612968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=3313987543906612968&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/3313987543906612968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/3313987543906612968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/07/stresses-of-pregnancy.html' title='The Stresses of Pregnancy!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-808200911710768215</id><published>2008-07-01T17:35:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T18:03:21.565+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hubby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monster 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keithy George'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monster 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad housewife'/><title type='text'>Triple Tagged!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aggggggggggggggggggggggggggges ago now, I was tagged by the lovely Texan Cowgirl &lt;a href="http://texaswordtangle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rhea&lt;/a&gt; with this meme!&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But since then, I was also tagged by &lt;a href="http://etchingsonmyheart.blogspot.com/"&gt;Emma&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://joeheather.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thinny&lt;/a&gt; with a very similar meme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Both had very similar questions, so instead of doing it twice, I'll just join the two meme's together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry it took so long to get around to it, but Giggle always delivers eventually! :-) *GiGGLeS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The rules of the game get posted at the beginning of the post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Each player answers the questions about themselves in their post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. At the end of the post, the player then tags 5-6 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know they’ve been tagged and asking them to read your blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Let the person who tagged you know when you’ve posted your answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok! So... I'm not quite sure what to call this meme... because it's a bit of everything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey I know!... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll call it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THE BIT OF EVERYTHING MEME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So here goes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What was I doing 10 years ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217887673969798498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SGmpMaTb7WI/AAAAAAAABC4/0OZMbblr0r4/s400/143.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 years ago I was 14 years old! I had not long started high school, and was your typical cheeky teenage girl who loved to hang out with her friends and run a muck! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In fact... Not much has changed! *GiGGLeS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved to play dress ups, like I still do today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217887996097394066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SGmpfKUo9ZI/AAAAAAAABDI/flpaMrbZ7zU/s400/145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lounged around like a couch potato like I still do today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217887543611758978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SGmpE0rqGYI/AAAAAAAABCw/9t2EeRE2g8Y/s400/142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I still pig out on junk, like I did 10 years ago...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217887298555377170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SGmo2jxqdhI/AAAAAAAABCo/FjgQmGFEHDw/s400/141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OK... OK... so there is one thing I must confess to that took over my entire 14 year old life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was not dressing up, lazing around, or pigging out... I was obsessing and stalking my deep infatuation of a certain little long blond haired boy-band who I was madly and deeply in love with!!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217888187972592242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SGmpqVHQInI/AAAAAAAABDQ/dQHRoTPONtA/s400/Hanson+nutter.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HANSON!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yep! I had a serious problem! These guys were all my life consisted of, and I just had to have EVERYTHING with their face on it!!! I had THOUSANDS of posters of them, about 50 shirts, I had flags, books, hats, clocks, even mirrors, EVERY CD, signed posters, rare records, necklaces, rings, tattoos, stickers, postcards.... EVERYTHING!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In fact... I STILL HAVE IT ALL TODAY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poor Mum and Dad have it taking up their whole spare room! I just don't know what the heck to do with it all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217887835136838226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SGmpVyspylI/AAAAAAAABDA/2NHcro1urEA/s400/144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, this expensive addiction came to an end when Taylor got a girlfriend! (That bitch!!!) I decided that it was time to move on and I accepted the fact that I could never marry him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So... I got myself a boyfriend instead...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217905429689646946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SGm5V7g7v2I/AAAAAAAABDY/brwV3zl7bvI/s400/me-ex.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHAT?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*GiGGLeS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five Snacks I enjoy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Strawberries &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="31" alt="Strawberry" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/12/12_4_40.gif" width="28" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Cherry Tomatoes &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="31" alt="Tomato" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/12/12_4_69.gif" width="26" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. CHOCKY!!! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="80" alt="Chocolate Bunny" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_3_16.gif" width="105" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Chippies!!! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="59" alt="Chips" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_11_15.gif" width="66" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. Olives &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Martini" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/12/12_13_1.gif" width="45" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="45" alt="Roll" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_21.gif" width="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Five Things On My To-Do List Today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Catch up on everyone elses blogs! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="83" alt="Computer" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/11/11_9_10.gif" width="83" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Clean the house! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="48" alt="Surf The Web" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/7/7_1_116.gif" width="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Clean the house! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="110" alt="Recliner" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/7/7_17_4.gif" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Feed the cats! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="85" alt="I'm Gonna Feed You A Shut-up Sandwich." src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_145_14.gif" width="106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. Clean the house! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="85" alt="Sandy Beach" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/28/28_1_16.gif" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Five Things I Would Do If I Were A Billionaire? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Hire a maid LOL!!! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="70" alt="Maid" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/3/3_2_8v.gif" width="85" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Buy my own Private McDonalds to go in my kitchen! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="85" alt="Burger Joint" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/7/7_4_7.gif" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Go around the world and visit each blogger! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="62" alt="Skydiver" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/7/7_2_124.gif" width="98" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. I'd give each family member and good friend a million bucks each! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="88" alt="Money 2" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/7/7_15_13.gif" width="88" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. Or... I'd make a billion friends, and give them all a dollar each! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Money 3" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/7/7_15_5v.gif" width="79" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Five Jobs I Have Had?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Stock Displayer?&lt;/strong&gt; (Heck knows what it's called! But I use to work in a big department store after hours restocking shelves in the baby section, and making pretty displays and stuff! I quit when my skanky team leader called me a slut!) &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="85" alt="Sexy" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/1/1_4_83.gif" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Gift Shop 2IC!&lt;/strong&gt; (Yes well... that was with the boss from heck - &lt;a href="http://motivationless.blogspot.com/search/label/Monster%202"&gt;Monster 2&lt;/a&gt;!) &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="77" alt="CEO" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/3/3_7_4.gif" width="83" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Fashion Retail Sales Assistant!&lt;/strong&gt; (Also a company full of bitchy slags!) &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="85" alt="Sales Rack" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/7/7_18_4.gif" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Receptionist&lt;/strong&gt; for Accountants in NZ! (Loved it! Just had to leave because of illness! [Went back to Oz]) &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="54" alt="Office" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/3/3_4_22v.gif" width="82" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Office Administrator&lt;/strong&gt; for a dumb construction company! (Where I met &lt;a href="http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/03/end-of-breakdown-or-beginning-of-one.html"&gt;Monster 1&lt;/a&gt;!) &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="51" alt="Watching The Clock" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/3/3_4_23.gif" width="56" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah.... Work sux!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Five of My Bad Habits?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Pigging out! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="85" alt="Buffet" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/7/7_12_6.gif" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Being Lazy! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="58" alt="Mullet" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/10/10_7_8.gif" width="94" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Adopting feral cats! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="66" alt="Kitty 1" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/16/16_1_23.gif" width="66" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Losing my patience with Keithy! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="83" alt="Throw Computer" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/3/3_8_13.gif" width="83" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my biggest bad habit of all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;5. I have a habit of licking hubbys face and then blowing on the spit to dry his face out! Hubby can't stand it! *GiGGLeS evily* &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="29" alt="Licks" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/11/11_2_102.gif" width="56" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five Places I've Lived?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. At my Mums and Dads! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="58" alt="Family 2" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/15/15_1_68v.gif" width="90" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. At Red's house in NZ! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="85" alt="Steak House" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/7/7_12_3.gif" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. At Hubby's Mum's house in NZ! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="85" alt="Mom" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/7/7_13_5.gif" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. At &lt;a href="http://trubldramblings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Trubs&lt;/a&gt; house! (Well! Pretty much!!) &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="85" alt="Party Time" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/13/13_4_6.gif" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. In mine and Hubby's house now! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="110" alt="Haunted House" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_1_229.gif" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfFGRqeDZfY/SENkdHwhDDI/AAAAAAAABKM/IJS0Rt17WNY/s1600-h/salamanca.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five Random Things? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. I've been stung by a Jelly fish! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="45" alt="Ouch" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_2_108.gif" width="40" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. I've been bitten by a Red back spider! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="57" alt="Spider" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_1_216.gif" width="95" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. I've been bitten by a snake! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="32" alt="Snake 2" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/16/16_3_147.gif" width="32" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Even Hubby has bitten me! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="33" alt="Munchy" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/10/10_3_7.gif" width="64" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. I've been bitten by a rat! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="72" alt="Rat" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_4_149.gif" width="77" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...No joke! *GiGGLeS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;How did I name my blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, well at first I named it 'motivationless' because my life is so incredibly boring, I was SURE I was going to struggle with posting! Because I didn't think I could possibly have anything to post about!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, then I managed to post every day for the first couple of months! There was no stopping me! So I decided that the name didn't suit anymore, and changed it to '*GiGGLeS*' well, because dammit, giggling is my favourite thing to do!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and for the record, a couple people have asked me if my nickname is 'Giggle' or 'GiGGLeS' because it can be very confusing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... quite frankly you can call what ever the heck you want, but for those who have asked... '*GiGGLeS*' is the name of my BLOG - as in 'The place to come for a giggle' OR '*GiGGLeS* as in Giggle's Place!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means, that my nickname is actually 'Giggle' (no 'S') LMAO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comprendo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FFS just call me Preggo! Everyone else has been! :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*GiGGLeS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! I am suppose to tag people with this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be honest, it has been so long, I can't remember who the heck has and hasn't done this, so this meme is free for all to do what you please with!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smiley.smileycentral.com/download/index.jhtml?partner=ZSzeb095_ZCxdm801YYAU&amp;amp;utm_id=7923" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.smileycentral.com/sig.jsp?pc=ZSzeb095&amp;amp;pp=ZCxdm801YYAU" border="0" /&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/2670212686566762302-808200911710768215?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/808200911710768215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=808200911710768215&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/808200911710768215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/808200911710768215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/07/triple-tagged.html' title='Triple Tagged!!!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SGmpMaTb7WI/AAAAAAAABC4/0OZMbblr0r4/s72-c/143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-7734205073004656566</id><published>2008-06-20T16:23:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T17:06:11.873+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neighbourhood Watch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Competitions'/><title type='text'>THANKS RHEA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SFtNbX3AHgI/AAAAAAAABCg/LGFH6C9rZYs/s1600-h/pink+hat.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213846126267997698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SFtNbX3AHgI/AAAAAAAABCg/LGFH6C9rZYs/s400/pink+hat.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember a few posts ago where I spoke about &lt;a href="http://rheahollan.blogspot.com/2008/06/texas-word-tangle-summer-giveaway.html"&gt;Rhea's competition&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well &lt;a href="http://rheahollan.blogspot.com/2008/06/texas-word-tangle-winner.html"&gt;MY NAME&lt;/a&gt; got drawn out of the hat!!! I didn't win the main prize, but I got a runner up prize which is this awesome PINK COWGIRL HAT!!!!! :-O I LOVE IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which to be honest, I love this hat more than the main prize itself! (I'm obsessed with pink peoples!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heck I'm lucky! I LOVE it Rhea! THANKYOU!!!! xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I've been running a muck with my bestie Hef for the last week which is why i've been a bit quiet on here (I did warn you kids!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so good having her here, she gets me out of the house and she motivates me to do the things that I actually want to do, but don't ever get around to. Such as getting my drivers license, and making cleaning the house a FUN thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, her reasons for coming here is not for a luxury holiday (she lives in another state) but she actually came here because her Grandmother was dying, who actually passed away this morning :-(.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So she's a little sad at the moment, the poor darling, but she is relieved at the same time because it means that her Gran is no longer suffering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Hef will be here for another week for the funeral, and then she is going back. So I'll be spending as much time with her before she goes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So don't wait up for me okay? :-P *GiGGLeS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh! In other news - last night I was rudely awoken by an out of control street fight, which I don't know for sure yet, but I think someone may have been stabbed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It started around 2am with lots of cursing and yelling and threats. Then it turned violent into a big punch up. Which then went quiet for a bit when a group of the guys disappeared down the street.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When they returned, there was alot of hysterical screaming as if someone had just been murdered! At this stage I called the police, who then told me that they had received many emergency calls about a stabbing in that area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to wonder why the cops hadn't arrived yet if they had had so many calls?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway.. 40 minutes later!!!! (Ridiculous!) They had moved further down the street, where I could not see them. but I could hear them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also heard the police on the loudspeaker (as if they had ONLY JUST arrived) saying - &lt;strong&gt;"This is the police, drop your weapons and put your hands on your head."&lt;/strong&gt; And then in a very stressed voice I heard &lt;strong&gt;"Drop the knife, put the knife down immediately!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I wonder what actually happened last night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If it's anything too serious, I'm sure I'll hear about it on the news and 'll let ya know! :-) *Teehee*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okies I gotta run! I have a life now! :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Oh don't worry, I'll go back to having a boring life in a week!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-7734205073004656566?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/7734205073004656566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=7734205073004656566&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/7734205073004656566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/7734205073004656566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/06/thanks-rhea.html' title='THANKS RHEA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SFtNbX3AHgI/AAAAAAAABCg/LGFH6C9rZYs/s72-c/pink+hat.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-4507289723231751527</id><published>2008-06-16T18:27:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T01:46:40.797+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Scan&apos;s'/><title type='text'>I've got a parasite...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212393592360720034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SFYkWxYu1qI/AAAAAAAABCI/OQ7WYmOrg6c/s400/Belly+bean.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*GiGGLeS* No sillies! It's a wee baby! :-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I had my first scan YAY!!!! Although this picture is shithouse compared to actually seeing it live on the screen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;With never having an ultrasound of a bubba before, I didn't really know what to expect. I've seen pictures of other peoples early ultrasounds and I never really understood them, because... I mean, ya can't really see much, and unless you are told... you wouldn't even know it was a baby (well me anyway!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So I figured that the whole experience would be rather boring, and told Hubby not to bother coming with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Boy was I wrong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It was amazing!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well once I finally got past filling my bladder with 1 and a half litres of hideous water (with out vomiting it all up this time!) and after waiting uncomfortably for an hour as I gazed at the dunny door busting to wee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When the camera finally found the bean, and I witnessed it's tiny heart beating, I was actually quite overwhelmed! In fact, I think it was at that moment, that it actually really hit me for the first time ever, that i am actually having a baby!!!!! HOLY FREAK!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What was even cuter was, as tiny as the wee thing is, we watched it try to wriggle away from the camera! It's little legs were flapping away, it was the most adorable thing ever!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I really do wish Hubby could have seen it, but I am SO glad that at least my Mum was there with me!!! I'm pretty sure she was pretty excited by it too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;They worked out that at the time that this scan was taken, the baby was 8weeks and 4 days. So I was only 3 days off my calculation! (If you look at my baby ticker, top right, just subtract 3 days off it, to work out the age. I couldn't be arsed changing it LOL!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Here is a closer pic... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212494468300865026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SFaAGhjC_gI/AAAAAAAABCQ/ktVfNyysj08/s400/scan2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*GiGGLeS* :-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh By the way... I want your advice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hubby and I would like to find out the sex of the baby as soon as we can, but after talking to a few close friends, I've been told that it is much more exciting to wait and find out when the baby is born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So now I just don't know dang it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What do you reckon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;xx&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/2670212686566762302-4507289723231751527?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/4507289723231751527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=4507289723231751527&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/4507289723231751527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/4507289723231751527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/06/ive-got-parasite.html' title='I&apos;ve got a parasite...'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SFYkWxYu1qI/AAAAAAAABCI/OQ7WYmOrg6c/s72-c/Belly+bean.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-7669440100093897038</id><published>2008-06-13T13:41:00.010+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T17:22:48.758+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogger Celebrities'/><title type='text'>Blogger Celebrities!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/kimmiequay/Clapclap.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/kimmiequay/Clapclap.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I started Blogging, I've been blessed to meet all sorts of lovely bloggers from all different parts of the world, each and every one of them are unique with their own special stories to tell. (Not in person, but through the blog sphere, which is enough for me to call them my friends!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But some Bloggers have especially blown me away, with their amazing success, big hearts and talent which in a way makes them what I like to call Blogger Celebrities! *GiGGLeS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each and every one of you have got your own special talents, whether it be in the way that you write, or in a creative successful hobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there are a few Bloggers that have really impressed myself and others with their amazing hard work and success, talent and generosity. And I wish to give a special mention to these awesome people! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, I want to mention my amazing, crazy, texan, cowgirl friend, &lt;a href="http://rheahollan.blogspot.com/"&gt;RHEA&lt;/a&gt; (*GiGGLeS*), for her huge generosity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211229135963416770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SFIBSfRD6MI/AAAAAAAABBQ/lnbEqVIC69g/s320/Rhea.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is a Mummy of two very cutie boys and a very entertaining writer and a talented photographer, but she is also unbelievably sweet and a very giving person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's got a &lt;a href="http://rheahollan.blogspot.com/2008/06/texas-word-tangle-summer-giveaway.html"&gt;competition&lt;/a&gt; running at the moment with amazing prizes which she generously put together herself, and is willing to give it all away, for a simple act in return! One of these prizes include a cowgirl hat that Brad Pitt has *cough* touched!!! &lt;a href="http://rheahollan.blogspot.com/2008/06/texas-word-tangle-summer-giveaway.html"&gt;Go and read&lt;/a&gt; for yourself if you don't believe me ;-) *GiGGLeS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her aim is to get people commenting on her &lt;a href="http://www.kango.com/blog"&gt;sisters blog&lt;/a&gt;, all you have to do is leave a comment and you go in the running to win these awesome prizes! How sweet is that? I mean HECK! I would have done it for free, all she had to do was ask! But that's just who Rhea is! She's a very sweet and generous person! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Cheers to you Rhea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go and enter her competition &lt;a href="http://rheahollan.blogspot.com/2008/06/texas-word-tangle-summer-giveaway.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;! But be quick, because it ends very soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next I want to mention the very talented &lt;a href="http://roamingwithmary.blogspot.com/"&gt;CRYSTAL CHICK&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211228164170300338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SFIAZ7Dhu7I/AAAAAAAABBI/kObAsOvlWwk/s320/Crystal.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crystal is a stunning married Mummy with 2 children and has a gorgeous little grandson. She is a very talented hard worker and has her own small home-based business called &lt;a href="http://www.withlovejujijsales.blogspot.com/"&gt;'With Love, Juji'&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She creates handmade jewelry using crystals, silver, gold, glass beads, semi-precious stones, and other items and designs like absolutely stunning greeting cards for all occasions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am always eyeing off her new stock and dream of actually buying some off her some day (Still working on Hubby... we are sooo broke lately!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Problem is... I can't decide what I want! Because I want it ALL!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Cheers to you Crystal! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5903651"&gt;check out her stunning jewellery&lt;/a&gt; and congratulate her on her amazing success!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next we have &lt;a href="http://dazza68.blogspot.com/"&gt;DAZZA CALLOW&lt;/a&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211231343729667746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SFIDS_1jbqI/AAAAAAAABBY/b8FN_SZfdUo/s320/Dazza.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you that are not familiar with the name 'Darren Callow' I have a feeling it's not going to be long before you do! Because this talented musician is gonna be big!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;His music is very different, not like anything I've ever heard before. His voice especially I find quite unique! (I think it's his hint of accent coming through) Very cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dazza was kind enough to send me and any other blogger's who were interested a FREE CD!!! I thought this was extremely generous of him! And although my stupid postman for some reason left it UNDER A TREE for me to find, I was very excited when I received it and I had the CD on repeat the whole day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'The Fool I am' is my favourite song! It's very catchy and I love the harmonising in it! Even Hubby was singing parts of it in the shower without even realising! &lt;em&gt;'Stay if you wanna stay, Go, if you wanna go...'&lt;/em&gt; *GiGGLeS* love it! Oooo I also love 'Light Keeper' too! (If I knew how to link the songs, I would!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a very COOL, TALENTED MUSICIAN! And I am excited just to know him!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just kicking myself that I didn't get him to send me a UK candy bar with it! :-P *GiGGLeS* just playing! I have a thing for foreign candy bars!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyways! Rock on Dazza!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To check him out, you can find him on &lt;a href="http://dazza68.blogspot.com/"&gt;his blog&lt;/a&gt;, also on &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/darencallow"&gt;myspace&lt;/a&gt;, and his &lt;a href="http://www.darencallow.co.uk/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;! I think he may still be giving out free CD's so if you would like one, you can request one &lt;a href="http://dazza68.blogspot.com/2008/05/free-stuff.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And last but not least...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The hilarious &lt;a href="http://peacharse.blogspot.com/"&gt;PEACHY POO&lt;/a&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211232096992230386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SFID-19V-_I/AAAAAAAABBg/U-ixQvCFjTo/s320/Peach.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;This Yummy Mummy to be is bloody amazing!!! Her many months of hard work has finally paid off into creating one special little book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://peacharse.blogspot.com/search/label/War%20Child"&gt;'You are not the only one!'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;She has worked very hard and with help from a few others, they have gathered amazing stories from all sorts of Bloggers from all over the world to form one fabulous read! Over 100 bloggers contributed to this little piece of work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The most amazing thing about this is, that a percentage of the sales of this book, go towards WAR CHILD Charity!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;The book costs £12.50&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;£5.00 goes to production costs (that Lulu take and pass on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lulu.com takes £1.50 for themselves in fees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and the rest, £6 goes to Warchild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;*If you buy it as a download, £10 of the £12.50 goes to Warchild*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well done Peachy Poo!!! You should be very proud of yourself!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can buy her book here...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.lulu.com/commerce/index.php"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211242067716711938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SFINDNzTpgI/AAAAAAAABBo/0ONFo0U5Xxs/s320/Peach.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;BRAVO to all of you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/kimmiequay/Clapclap.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;xx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-7669440100093897038?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/7669440100093897038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=7669440100093897038&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/7669440100093897038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/7669440100093897038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/06/blogger-celebrities.html' title='Blogger Celebrities!!!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SFIBSfRD6MI/AAAAAAAABBQ/lnbEqVIC69g/s72-c/Rhea.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-3382684356877032398</id><published>2008-06-12T15:46:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T22:28:36.020+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly Stuff'/><title type='text'>Sorry about that!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l237/Peggy0911/Hello-Bassett-Waving-ani.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l237/Peggy0911/Hello-Bassett-Waving-ani.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been on maternity leave! *GiGGLeS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heck! I've been sooooo sick! (It's ok, perfectly normal... just a bad case of 'all day sickness!') &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="33" alt="Vomit Into The Toilet" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/10/10_2_10.gif" width="49" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ffs! But! I think it may have finally calmed down! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="63" alt="Please" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_31_4.gif" width="52" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so.... so much to do, so much to catch up on... where the heck do I start???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I don't know where to start, I'll make some bullet points for now of what I shall post about over the next few days, and I'll get to catching up on reading everyone elses blogs! (I can not stand being behind... I need my fix.... I need it NOW!!! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="74" alt="Stop The Insanity" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_29_111.gif" width="66" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ummm ok, so these are the things I shall post about...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* My first scan! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="60" alt="Xray" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_17_3.gif" width="60" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &lt;a href="http://dazza68.blogspot.com/2008/05/free-stuff.html"&gt;Dazza Callow's awesome CD&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="71" alt="Singer 1" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_2_2.gif" width="71" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &lt;a href="http://peacharse.blogspot.com/"&gt;Peachy Poos Book&lt;/a&gt;!  &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="50" alt="Reading" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_13_3.gif" width="60" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &lt;a href="http://rheahollan.blogspot.com/2008/06/taggeroni-taggalicious-taggafantabulous.html"&gt;Rhea's Meme&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="30" alt="Cowgirl" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/15/15_4_124.gif" width="42" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Hubby's short surf trip! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="61" alt="Surfer" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/18/18_1_29v.gif" width="63" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Pebbles' near death experience! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="71" alt="Kitty 2" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_33_8.gif" width="71" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* My mood swings and cravings! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="74" alt="Out The Door" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/10/10_1_103v.gif" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="73" alt="Hungry" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/7/7_4_17.gif" width="81" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Being locked out of the house for 5 and a half hours! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="50" alt="Caveman" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/15/15_8_201.gif" width="75" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Keithy giving me the shits! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="51" alt="Punch Computer" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/3/3_8_1.gif" width="81" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure there will be more, but that's all I can remember for now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meantime I shall get to reading YOUR BLOG's! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="68" alt="Sleepy" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/3/3_8_12v.gif" width="71" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *GiGGLeS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My bestie Hef is arriving this weekend, so I may be busy catching up with her. So don't stress if I disappear from blogland for a bit! (You should be use to it by now anyway!) &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="63" alt="Peek A Boo" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_1_115v.gif" width="77" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh... and I know I've been slack with RAT GiRL lately, but my paint program is having problems at the moment... it's keeps crashing and it hasn't been saving! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="26" alt="Perturbed" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_2_200v.gif" width="51" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So bare with me on that one! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My baby ticker has grown!!! It looks like a flippin Telly Tubby now! But I now call it the 'Belly Bubby!'&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*GiGGLeS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok Bubye! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="32" alt="Waving" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_1_202.gif" width="44" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smiley.smileycentral.com/download/index.jhtml?partner=ZSzeb112_ZCxdm801YYAU&amp;amp;utm_id=7920" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.smileycentral.com/sig.jsp?pc=ZSzeb112&amp;amp;pp=ZCxdm801YYAU" border="0" /&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/2670212686566762302-3382684356877032398?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/3382684356877032398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=3382684356877032398&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/3382684356877032398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/3382684356877032398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/06/sorry-about-that.html' title='Sorry about that!!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-2834599220306598747</id><published>2008-06-01T22:18:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T23:17:47.039+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that piss me off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad health'/><title type='text'>Oh by the way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SEKhXTtH98I/AAAAAAAABBA/WyUm5-Qjkqo/s1600-h/tummy+bug.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206901540992317378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SEKhXTtH98I/AAAAAAAABBA/WyUm5-Qjkqo/s320/tummy+bug.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Bub Grub has now been upgraded to 'The Tummy Bug'!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the name suits well, seeing as the cheeky shit keeps making me puke ffs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACHY POO??? Have you suffered like this with your belly bump????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYBODY??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because BLOODY HECK!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a refund ffs... I wish I went with the 'stalk delivery'!!!! :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-2834599220306598747?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/2834599220306598747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=2834599220306598747&amp;isPopup=true' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/2834599220306598747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/2834599220306598747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-by-way.html' title='Oh by the way...'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SEKhXTtH98I/AAAAAAAABBA/WyUm5-Qjkqo/s72-c/tummy+bug.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-4111248812140002616</id><published>2008-05-31T19:01:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T19:25:58.924+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that piss me off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad health'/><title type='text'>Too sick!!!</title><content type='html'>Too sick to find a picture to match this post, too sick to comment, too sick to read, too sick to even bloody write this post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was even too sick to have my first scan!!! I had my first chuck, but it wasn't exciting AT ALL! It was straight after it took me 2 flippin hours to drink a litre of water! And I spewed the bloody lot back up again!!! So I had to reschedule the scan! I'm SPEWIN! (Litterally!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep anything down except for chicken noodles, but when I'm not chucking up - I've got a bloody miagraine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too sick to go on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-4111248812140002616?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/4111248812140002616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=4111248812140002616&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/4111248812140002616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/4111248812140002616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/05/too-sick.html' title='Too sick!!!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-793696470242366271</id><published>2008-05-29T14:25:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T14:39:46.351+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hauntings'/><title type='text'>Who's there??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s100.photobucket.com/albums/m39/Blademixes/Funnies/?action=view&amp;amp;current=eyeeye.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Eye Move" src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m39/Blademixes/Funnies/eyeeye.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Imagine... it's after midnight, you're tucked up in bed with your Hubby (or Wife) who is fast asleep and has been for hours. You are tossing and turning because your sleeping pattern is all over the place, but you are trying to sleep to get back into wack, even though you are not tired.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You're in your bedroom, the door is closed, it's pitch black and silent as you stare at nothing. You finally close your eyes to try and sleep when you are interupted with a *click* noise!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You open your eyes AND THE FREAKING LIGHT IS ON!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;There is no one in sight who could have possibly turned it on!!! And your Hubby / Wife is STILL fast asleep next to you!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You go to wake him / her but just before they open their eyes, another *click* is heard with the light turning OFF again!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well that's what happened to ME last night!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Spooky shit!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Eeeeeeek!!! Hubby is going on a surf trip on Sunday and will be gone for 10 days!!! I can't be left alone for that long with this kind of shit going on!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Somebody hold me!   &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="90" alt="Crying 2" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_2_18.gif" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smiley.smileycentral.com/download/index.jhtml?partner=ZSzeb113_ZCxdm801YYAU&amp;amp;utm_id=7921" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.smileycentral.com/sig.jsp?pc=ZSzeb113&amp;amp;pp=ZCxdm801YYAU" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-793696470242366271?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/793696470242366271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=793696470242366271&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/793696470242366271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/793696470242366271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/05/whos-there.html' title='Who&apos;s there??'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m39/Blademixes/Funnies/th_eyeeye.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-6053344095070605414</id><published>2008-05-27T15:25:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T15:36:31.898+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet'/><title type='text'>My Humps, My Humps, My Lovely Lady Lumps!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SDuVdqt9ZEI/AAAAAAAABAw/1BoEltEhq90/s1600-h/lumps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204918131272541250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SDuVdqt9ZEI/AAAAAAAABAw/1BoEltEhq90/s320/lumps.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bugger me!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Am I suppose to gain weight so soon??? I mean Heck!!! At first I actually lost about 5kg because of my sudden healthy eating (for the Belly Bean!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But now in less than two weeks I've gained just over 6kg ffs!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My tits are bloody huge and could poke an eye out, and the rest of my body looks like a flippin puffer fish! Even my clothes are too tight for me already ffs!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's almost like there is some kind of padding all over my body! Even Hubby has started calling me 'Plumpy' or 'Cream Puff' or 'Hey Fatty Boomba - Go and eat some cream Pies!' ffs!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So it's definately noticable!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok, Ok, so my appetitie has increased and I've turned into a monster! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I ate a WHOLE pizza and a WHOLE block of chocolate the other day!!! (The Bub Grub was hungry! *GiGGLeS*) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But still! Other than that I have eaten very healthy foods, but I still look like I could be popped with a pin for crying out loud!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well at least the Pepper taste has gone now, but NOW all I can smell is PVA GLUE!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The even stranger part is, I actually like it, and I am craving to eat the bloody stuff! Thank heck theres none in the house!!! Coz it could only end badly!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have my first scan on Friday WOOOOHOOOOO! But I'm not looking forward to drinking 1 litre and a half of water ffs! I HATE WATER!!! I shower in the stuff ffs!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If only I could drink straight vodka instead! (Hey it's clear!!!) But they wont let me! The rude buggers! :-P *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyways...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm gonna go blob out on the bed and feel sorry for myself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I might even go eat some cream pies! *sniff sniff*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*GiGGLeS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Be back soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-6053344095070605414?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/6053344095070605414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=6053344095070605414&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/6053344095070605414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/6053344095070605414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-humps-my-humps-my-lovely-lady-lumps.html' title='My Humps, My Humps, My Lovely Lady Lumps!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SDuVdqt9ZEI/AAAAAAAABAw/1BoEltEhq90/s72-c/lumps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-5689398640025612025</id><published>2008-05-26T00:57:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T01:12:31.649+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Adventures of RAT GiRL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad health'/><title type='text'>OK, OK, So I've been a slackarse!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.paulbolstad.net/images/galleries/more%20fun%20pics/images/lazy%20cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.paulbolstad.net/images/galleries/more%20fun%20pics/images/lazy%20cat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah Yeah I know!!! I've been too lazy to get on to the next RAT GiRL series! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But OI!!! Do you know how long I have to wait in between seasons for MY favourite shows??? FLIPPIN YONKS!!! It shits me to tears!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I have PLENTY of ideas for series two, and I've already created all the characters I'm going to use... but it's just a matter of putting the episodes together (very time consuming) but right now I'm fat and bloated and cranky and tired and nautious to be bothered!!!!! *Sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So bare with me kids! *Flutters Eyelashes*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT! In the mean time I have published a Bloopers special for series one (not an episode... a special!) So &lt;a href="http://ratgirlcomic.blogspot.com/"&gt;GO&lt;/a&gt; and have a look!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Season Two wont be far off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I PROMISE!!! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-5689398640025612025?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/5689398640025612025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=5689398640025612025&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/5689398640025612025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/5689398640025612025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/05/ok-ok-so-ive-been-slackarse.html' title='OK, OK, So I&apos;ve been a slackarse!!!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-392732874367285101</id><published>2008-05-24T13:29:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T14:14:47.317+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aunty Vi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that piss me off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad health'/><title type='text'>This Sux!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://z.about.com/d/pregnancy/1/0/E/b/3/iStock_000003729698XSmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://z.about.com/d/pregnancy/1/0/E/b/3/iStock_000003729698XSmall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where's Giggle been?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'll tell ya where she's been! Bloody sick in bed with a bucket or leaning on the dunny just waiting to spew!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't know who the bloody idiot was that thought that the term 'Morning sickness' was appropriate! But I'd like that idiot to spend an afternoon AND evening with me right now, and then tell me if the name still suits!...ffs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I must say though... I haven't actually spewed once! WHich is even more annoyiong to me, because when ever I am sick, a good chunder makes me feel better!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I had my first serious wave of sickness a couple of weeks ago when I was talking to &lt;a href="http://trubldramblings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Trub&lt;/a&gt; on Msn, when I had to run to the dunny for a spew! But as soon as I got there, the feeling went away, and I didn't need to after all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I actually got excited!!! I thought it was gonna be my first pregnant spew! (Such a special moment *GIGGLeS*) But it was a false alarm, and it bloody has been ever since!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I feel like I've spent a week with Aunty Vi on the hard piss playing Kings non stop! (Minus the taste of an ash tray in my mouth!) But I've had no bloody good time to show for it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HECK!!! Every minute I feel like puking, but nothing.... nothing but a couple of spits in the bucket!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On a different note... 'The Belly Bean' has been upgraded to 'The Bub Grub' Yay!!!!!!! Just look at it!!! (Top right sidebar) Trub reckons it looks like it belongs in a tequila bottle! *GiGGLeS* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well I think it's cute!!! I just wanna put it in a jar and feed it bugs! *Flutters Eyelashes*!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh! Another thing I have found... Everything tastes like PEPPER!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's ridiculous!!! Even icecream and orange juice tastes like pepper ffs!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It would be ok if I actually liked pepper... but no!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No Joke!! I even have the sneezing fits as if the pepper is flying up my nose!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's bloody hideous, and it's interfering with my cravings!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It pains me to say this... but I actually got a WHOLE burger to myself the other day (Hubby was sick and could just about spew at the sight of it YESSS!!!!) But guess bloody what!!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It tasted fucking awful!!!! Like Pepper!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So NONE of us got to eat it!... The bin scored it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*wipes tear*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Poor me ffs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyways... If anyone needs me, I'll be sulking in the corner of the room feeling sorry for myself with a stoopid empty bucket!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just leave a message after the beep...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*BEEEEEP* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-392732874367285101?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/392732874367285101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=392732874367285101&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/392732874367285101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/392732874367285101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-sux.html' title='This Sux!!!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-7560369097882692566</id><published>2008-05-22T15:21:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T15:26:44.255+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blonde Moments'/><title type='text'>I'VE GOT IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thecuteproject.com/images/news/408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.thecuteproject.com/images/news/408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PUPPY DOG BREATH!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... It smells like CHICKEN LOAF!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh Man!! Do you have any idea how many years I have tried to figure that out????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now can sleep at night ffs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*GiGGLeS* :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-7560369097882692566?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/7560369097882692566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=7560369097882692566&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/7560369097882692566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/7560369097882692566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/05/ive-got-it.html' title='I&apos;VE GOT IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-7279231524059661437</id><published>2008-05-20T17:59:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T20:40:45.000+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hubby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;ll start Mozzas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that piss me off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breakdowns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad housewife'/><title type='text'>Step... away.... from my.... PIE!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SDKFQEw2zXI/AAAAAAAAA-w/aiiP9foKWTk/s1600-h/Back+off!.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202367030769405298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SDKFQEw2zXI/AAAAAAAAA-w/aiiP9foKWTk/s400/Back+off!.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*GiGGLeS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pregnant or not! I am the kind of girl who LOVES her food, and I have been known to have the most bizzar cravings ever since I was a wee one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh heck yeah! I LOVE eating french fries with icecream and cherry tomatos with strawberries! I guess it's because I'm so indecisive about whether I'm craving something sweet or something savoury, so I have them both together to ballance out my taste buds!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's ridiculous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If I had a dollar for each time someone asked me if I was pregnant because of my strange eating habbits, I'd be loaded!!! But now, that I'm actually pregnant, I'm actually craving NORMAL foods!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well... I've been craving for gravy on my chips now instead of icecream! *GiGGLeS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Point is, I have always been a craver and always will be! Food is my boyfriend and eating is the highlight of my day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I get sooooo excited when I have something delicious sitting in front of me ready to be gobbled up BY ME!!!! Oh how my eyes light up with joy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am a very emotional eater! And I don't just mean the kind that eats when she is depressed (though I wont deny that I do!) But right now I'm actually talking about the emotional type that cries when she drops a chip on the ground and it's too dirty to pick up and eat! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's history, such a waste... one less chip that I get to gobble!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*GiGGLeS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh yes.... when I demand &lt;strong&gt;TLC&lt;/strong&gt; from Hubby, I'm not talking about &lt;strong&gt;Tender Love &amp;amp; Care&lt;/strong&gt;.... no no, I'm talking about a &lt;strong&gt;Tomato, Lettuce &amp;amp; Cheese&lt;/strong&gt; sanga!!! *Flutters Eyelashes*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL!!! When I ask Hubby if he has been cheating on me, I'm not talking about with another woman, I'm talking about "Has he been eating my favourite foods with out me!!?" *GiGGLeS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And God help him if he has!!! Oh Heck! He'll never live it down! I'm always snooping in his car for any empty take out wrappers he may have bought without me! (Any excuse to send him down the shop and get me a treat!) :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But, I don't always have the kind of relationship I would like to have with my food! You see, there is another man involved... a man... that gets in the way of me and my beloved food... a man... that interupts my eating affair... and it shits me to tears.... *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am torn between my food and HUBBY!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok... so... My eyes may be bigger than my belly (tho not for long with the belly bean growing!) but my heart is bigger than my eyes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And as much as I adore my food and want to be alone with it, I am not a greedy person! Many times I will be sitting there with a yummy juicy burger in my hands, my mouth is watering and my heart is doing backflips at the thought of the dilicious taste that I am about to experience! (Bit over the top I know!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But just before I take a bite, I look up over at hubby... to see the same look of delight on his face.... AT MY BURGER!!!! *Sigh*!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As much as I want to tell him to shove it, it breaks my heart to see him with out a burger of his own!!! So what do i do?... I Share it with him!!! And everytime he eats a heck of a lot more than I do ffs!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love sharing! Any oppurtunity to do a good deed for someone unexpectedly and I'm on it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But these particular times with Hubby REALLY makes my blood boil and I'll tell you why...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is roughly how all of our conversations go, before these situations...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Hunny Hunny Hunny Hunny Hunny *Flutters Eyelashes*"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Him: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Oh ffs! What are you craving now?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Ummmmmmm (What ever I'm craving for at the time)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Him: *&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lecturing me about how unhealthy it is and how it tastes disgusting anyway*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"*puppy dog look*... *Doing my best to try and convince him that it's a matter between life and death, while sometimes using a bit of emotional blackmail and what ever else I can use to my advantage*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Him: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"OK fine! But only if you *gives me a chore I have to do, which he and I both know I will never get done*"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Oh of course Hunny!!! I'll do it Mozzas!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Him: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*Muttering* (While grabbing his keys [silently because he knows I can't stand the sound of them] and heads out to the car to drive off and get my treat!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(Yelling to him as he heads to the door) "And make sure you get yourself something too, cause I don't want you stealing my food again!!! I'M TOO HUNGRY TO HAVE YOU EAT IT ALL!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Him: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Yeah Yeah! I can't stand that crap anyway! And I'm not hungry, I've just eaten!" (as he gets into his car.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Thats what you say everytime! But this time I'm not sharing with you!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Him: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*Driving off*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*Waiting anxiously and getting excited about wrapping my lips around my craving!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10 MINS LATER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*Tripping over the cats, excitedly running out the door to get my food*..... *Disapointed to find that some of it has already been eaten by Hubby!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Him: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Sorry I got a bit hungry"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"So why didn't you get yourself something like I said????"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Him: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Because I wasn't hungry when I ordered it!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*steaming* (But calmed down when I get a bite of the delicious taste.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Him: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Can I've a bite?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: *&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Flippin angry that I only got to have a few bites out of MY OWN craving! But I can't say no to him because I feel bad*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Him: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*Finishes it off!!!!!!!!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;RURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Seriously! It will be like a buger or something! By the time it gets to me there is only half left, and after a couple of bites Hubby is eating the REST!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This always leaves me emotional and hungry with the teasing taste in my mouth!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But the other day... our conversation went a little differently... and I don't think it will be happening again for a while (I think it's pregnancy hormones)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Hunny Hunny Hunny Hunny, I'd kill for a Brumbys pie!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Him: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Gross! Brumbys pies are the most hideous pies in town! Plus they are ridiculously over priced and not healthy for you! No Way!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*Not in the mood for the argument, but desperate for a pie! So I plead my case once again until I finally get my own way*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Him: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"OK fine! But only just this once!" (As he grabs his keys)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Now listen to me" (As I sit him down to talk in all seriousness as if someone had just died!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Him: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*Looking confused*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Can you please get 2 pies, to have one for back up..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Him: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Heck no! They are waaaayyyyyy too expensive!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"I'm serious Hun, I'm hungry, I'm obsessed with Brumby Pies, you never let me have them, you're letting me this once, so I wanna make sure I actually get to eat it - without you stealing it from me!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Him: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*Laughing* "What are you talking about? I HATE Brumbys Pies! Don't worry, I wont want to touch the awful thing, and besides, I'm not hungry!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"You say that every time hun!!! But you ALWAYS end up eating more than I do, and you always leave me hungry and wanting more, it's torture!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Him: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*In disbelieve that I'm so serious over a damn pie!!* "OK, just this once, I'll get 2 Pies just in case, but you know you'll end up eating both of them because I can't stand them!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"YOU BEAUTY!!!! I wont complain about that!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So when Hubby left to fetch the pies, I was overwhelmed with excitement that today was the day that I get to have my treat to myself!!! And what was even more exciting was the possibility of having TWO PIES OMFG!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hubby actually sounded genuine this time! So I just really believed him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10 MINS LATER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*Almost breaking my neck rushing to the food*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hubby: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*Handing me a single, uneaten pie*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Did you get 2 pies?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hubby: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*Blushing* "Yeah, but I ate the other one on the way home"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*Actually relieved that he ate his and not mine* "See!!!! I told you!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Him: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Yeah, well it was disgusting! I only ate it because I was hungry!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*Sitting down as I pull out my pie* "Ah well! I've got mine, that's all that matters" (as I take a bite.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Him: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*Staring at my pie*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*Death Staring him*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Him: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Can I've a bite of yours?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"FFS WHAT DID I TELL YOU!!!!!!!!???????????????? THIS IS MY PIE!!! MYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY PIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hubby: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*Shocked*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*Feeling guilty that I just snapped at him, and hesitantly handed him my pie* "Just a little bite... I mean it!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hubby: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*Bites half the pie away and screws up his face* "Yuck! That's disgusting!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*Snatching it off him* "ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME???? ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?????? YOU STEAL MY FOOD, YOU EAT HALF OF IT IN A BITE AND DON'T EVEN ENJOY IT???? LEAVING ME WITH A COUPLE OF PATHETIC BITES??? ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME????????????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Him: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*Running away*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*Shoving the lowsy leftovers in my mouth as my eye twitches uncontrollably*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yup! He wont be messing with my cravings for a while!!!... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Hopefully ffs!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mmmmm pie!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Looks for Hubby*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-7279231524059661437?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/7279231524059661437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=7279231524059661437&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/7279231524059661437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/7279231524059661437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/05/step-away-from-my-pie.html' title='Step... away.... from my.... PIE!!!!!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SDKFQEw2zXI/AAAAAAAAA-w/aiiP9foKWTk/s72-c/Back+off!.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-823863850382797852</id><published>2008-05-19T15:42:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T15:59:56.227+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hubby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that piss me off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad housewife'/><title type='text'>Keys and Coins!!!! I Hate them with a passion!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/18/22709415_7debf71b57.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/18/22709415_7debf71b57.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HECK! They are horrible!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Btw HELLO! :-) I'm back in business baby!!! I actually wrote this post the day before Peewee died and I never got around to posting it because I was thrown off by her death, and then the belly bean news! So it has been sitting in draft getting all dusty ever since! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But since I am back, I wanted to focus on catching up on everyone elses blogs, so I thought now would be a good time to post this since I've given ya's nothing to read for so long ffs! So just keep in mind that I actually wrote this a few weeks ago ok? Cool!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Call me a freak but i just can not stand keys or coins!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you know the feeling that people get at the sound of nails being scratched down a blackboard? They cringe at the sight and the sound and screw up their face like someone just kicked them in the nuts (if they have any!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well that's the feeling I get with with Keys and coins ffs! (Not the feeling of being kicked in the balls... oh ffs you know what I mean!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The sound of keys dangling and scraping together sends me on the verge of a bloody nervous breakdown! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't know what it is, but the piercing sound sends tingly nerves in my teeth up through my gums! As soon as I hear it I can't let my teeth touch because if I do I get the feeling of an electric shock in my teeth!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's not just that either... it's the smell and the sight! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The sight freaks me out because I know what it does to me! And if I see keys or coins I know to run a mile ffs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And the SMELL OMG!!! The smell of metal makes me wanna puke!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As soon as I smell it, I get the taste of it in my mouth, which causes the same reaction as the actual sound of the bastards!!! kinda tastes like blood!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I CAN'T STAND the feel of them!!! I disinfect my hands like there's no mozzas, just to get rid of the smell!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Seriously, while I'm typing about this now, I can smell and taste the metal and I am separating my teeth with my tongue ffs! It's THAT BAD!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's the same with coins too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That was my only down fall with working in retail! I bloody loved retail but when it came to handing someone change, I would just about bite my tongue off!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's embarrassing when I snap at my friends for jiggling their keys or their coins in their hands!! I have no control over it! They often look at me like 'O......kay' as they carefully place the horrid things in their bag where they can't be heard, smelt, felt, tasted or seen ffs!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've even snapped at this poor old fella on a plane once! He was sitting next to me with his keys in his hand and was jiggling them away as if he heard it as a beauuuuuuutiful musical tune!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WELL I DIDN'T!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I sat there cringing for ages trying to fight the urge to snap, while praying that it would stop soon!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But it didn't!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Instead it came to me exploding and smacking my ears like a maniac screaming 'PUT THE FUCKING KEYS AWAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Once again I got the 'OMG you're a lunatic' stare!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But at least it did the trick!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reason why I thought to post about this, is because you should have seen poooooooor hubby copping it last night!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LMAO he knows I can't stand them, but sometimes he forgets, and I was playing with Keithy (of course I was! What else would I be doing!) when he came over to ask me something - with his damn keys in is hand!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I didn't hear a freaking word he said, all I could hear was the horrid sound of the keys! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He paused with what ever the heck he was saying when he was startled by the evil 'I'm gonna kill you' death stare I was giving him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Straight away he realised, then he nervously GiGGLed as he slowly backed away while trying to silence the keys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But just as he backed away, he tripped, which caused the bloody bastards to fly up in the air and land on the tiles!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't think there is any worse noise than that in the whole freaken world!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's no surprise that I snapped and started flying off the handle at him!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"YOU BASTARD!!!! WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING??? GET THOSE HORRID THINGS THE HECK AWAY FROM ME NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" - I have issues! I know ffs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BUT THEN!!! As he panicked to try to pick them up again to run away... he DROPPED THEM AGAIN!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;By the time I finished screaming he was long gone!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He had rushed to the shop and came back with some chocolate to make it up to me! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chocolate works every time! :-) Bless him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Keys and Coins friggen send me on edge!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Seriously... I react to keys and coins like this chick does to pickles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HSCotdOh5WY&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*GiGGLeS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok, maybe not that bad... but I do react that way to maggots!!!! *Cringes* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now maggots are a different story!!!! They are my BIGGEST fear!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xx &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-823863850382797852?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/823863850382797852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=823863850382797852&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/823863850382797852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/823863850382797852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/05/keys-and-coins-i-hate-them-with-passion.html' title='Keys and Coins!!!! I Hate them with a passion!!!!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-3402126419527398437</id><published>2008-05-16T18:31:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T18:55:19.235+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keithy George'/><title type='text'>FFS!</title><content type='html'>!&lt;a href="http://uk.gizmodo.com/angry_20woman_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://uk.gizmodo.com/angry_20woman_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BLOODY KEITHY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long after I did my last post, the flippin internet started playing up, didn't it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been unable to come back on and post everyday! I tell ya what, it's driving me crazy not getting my Bloggles fix ffs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this is just a quick post (I'm at my Mums) to let ya's know that I don't know when the net will be up and running again, but I hope I will have it back some time next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry... I will be back I promise! :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummmm not much to say anyway accept that besides havin a winge everyday about not being able to play on Bloggles, I've been doing nothing else but sleep sleep sleep coz HECK I'm soo tired all the time. And when I'm not sleeping or winging, I'm running to the loo every 10 mins ffs! My bladder just keeps fillin up like theres no tomorrow! And if I were to have wee tests on command now, I would overflow the bastards!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so close to setting up a tent in the bathroom ffs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo... gotta run! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wait up! But make sure you miss me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*GiGGLeS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-3402126419527398437?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/3402126419527398437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=3402126419527398437&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/3402126419527398437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/3402126419527398437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/05/ffs.html' title='FFS!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-5783860786155782424</id><published>2008-05-13T11:07:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T12:06:22.360+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><title type='text'>Whoopsie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SCjtsUw2zWI/AAAAAAAAA-o/-aR8cE8Yap0/s1600-h/dunce.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199667115542891874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SCjtsUw2zWI/AAAAAAAAA-o/-aR8cE8Yap0/s400/dunce.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I missed a day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But I'm allowed because I was very busy all day yesterday doing very constructive things!!! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So It's Official!!! WOO HOO!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I went to the Doctors yesterday and my Belly bean was confirmed!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm801YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="88" alt="3D Prom Queen" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_22_31.gif" width="88" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very exciting!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;How crap would it have been if it turned out to be a bad test and I wasn't preggers after all? LOL!!! After all this fuss!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was good tho, the Doctor even said that he has never seen a positive result show up so damn fast!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He said it pretty much popped up positive before the pee drop hit the bloody thing and soaked in!!! *GiGGLeS*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh!! Speaking of pee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He coulda told me to use my pee sparingly ffs!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He handed me the jar and said "fill it up" (which I did!) Then, he used a couple of drops of it and then chucked the rest out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But as soon as he did that he said "Ok, now I need you to go next door and fill 2 more pee jars for some other tests!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;LMAO!!! I can't just pee on comand ffs! Especially on an empty bladder ffs!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I couldn't do it, I'll have to go back again! But I DID do all my blood tests and stuff, so I'm glad to get some of it out of the way! (I can't stand needles!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then me and Muussy went and did a bit of shopping!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got some folic acid and some elivit *Flutters eyelashes* Oh! And a bra!!! Coz HECK! My Tits are HUGE already!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm usually a 12C, and I got myself a 16D which is STILL a bit tight on me ffs!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmmm what else did we get?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH! We went around to a few second hand stores and picked up some gorgeous 2nd hand baby clothes! (I don't see the point of paying full price for baby stuff, when you can get some decent stuff at great prices!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We also picked up some disposable nappys at a bargain price (I'm going to load up on them, because they aint cheap ffs!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We got lots of baby linen and other bits and pieces!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ummm oh! And I even got a couple of merternity items real cheap, OH! and a gorgeous nappy hanger, which I'm gonna base my nursery colours around!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also got a couple of trade booklets that have advertisments of people selling 2nd hand baby furniture which ALSO came in handy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got a Portacot for $20&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A gorgeous cot for $150 (which is great for short people like me, because it comes with an adjustment to move the matress up higher!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And my favourite...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A Precious little white bassinette! It's stunning! And it was on $70!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I manged to get ALL of this stuff (including the pills and vitamens that were very expensive) + Lunch for that day, all for under $300!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I'm happy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;(God I hope I'm not boring you all! LOL!!!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But anyways, that's my excuse for not posting yesterday! I was WAY too busy and when I did finally get home, I hit the sack because I was WAYYY too exhausted!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So do ya's forgive me? *GiGGLeS*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh! I'm also going to be renewing my learners liscence and starting my drivers lessons really soon! I hear it's very handy to have a liscence when you have kids :-P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*GiGGLeS*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smiley.smileycentral.com/download/index.jhtml?partner=ZSzeb095_ZCxdm801YYAU&amp;amp;utm_id=7923" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.smileycentral.com/sig.jsp?pc=ZSzeb095&amp;amp;pp=ZCxdm801YYAU" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-5783860786155782424?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/5783860786155782424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=5783860786155782424&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/5783860786155782424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/5783860786155782424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/05/whoopsie.html' title='Whoopsie!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SCjtsUw2zWI/AAAAAAAAA-o/-aR8cE8Yap0/s72-c/dunce.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-8008753066671370691</id><published>2008-05-11T10:28:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T15:00:28.963+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Adventures of RAT GiRL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly Stuff'/><title type='text'>HAPPY FLAMIN  MOTHERS DAY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SCZ9E6caqPI/AAAAAAAAA-g/LwQg31PveWM/s1600-h/Mothers+Day.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198980343207209202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SCZ9E6caqPI/AAAAAAAAA-g/LwQg31PveWM/s400/Mothers+Day.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*GiGGLeS* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-8008753066671370691?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/8008753066671370691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=8008753066671370691&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/8008753066671370691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/8008753066671370691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-flamin-mothers-day.html' title='HAPPY FLAMIN  MOTHERS DAY!!!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SCZ9E6caqPI/AAAAAAAAA-g/LwQg31PveWM/s72-c/Mothers+Day.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-40324375632515253</id><published>2008-05-10T09:32:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T09:38:11.006+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly Stuff'/><title type='text'>Keeping On - Keeping On!!</title><content type='html'>Sad or not, I've just so happened to stick to this 'every day in May' challenge! So I'd figured I'll keep it going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm feeling sad I like to check out my favourite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;youtubes&lt;/span&gt; for a Giggle, so I thought I'd share this one with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ya's&lt;/span&gt;! (Sorry Ronnie, I know you can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;view&lt;/span&gt; them!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FzRH3iTQPrk&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-40324375632515253?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/40324375632515253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=40324375632515253&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/40324375632515253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/40324375632515253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/05/keeping-on-keeping-on.html' title='Keeping On - Keeping On!!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-3685470926480804190</id><published>2008-05-09T14:40:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T14:53:21.413+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><title type='text'>From Tears of Sadness to Tears of Joy!</title><content type='html'>HOLY HECK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know I have been devastated by the loss of my baby Peewee, and I still am and always will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also know that we have been trying for a baby, and was also saddened to have a negative pregnancy test!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL GUESS WHAT!!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just did another test and it WAS POSITIVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M PREGNANT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just still can't believe it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-3685470926480804190?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/3685470926480804190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=3685470926480804190&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/3685470926480804190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/3685470926480804190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/05/from-tears-of-sadness-to-tears-of-joy.html' title='From Tears of Sadness to Tears of Joy!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-4147613297057125865</id><published>2008-05-08T16:47:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T17:34:03.467+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad health'/><title type='text'>May you Rest in Peace Sweet Peewee...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SCKlg6O4AFI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/uoeLdLHYt0s/s1600-h/Peewee+xx.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197898904745017426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SCKlg6O4AFI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/uoeLdLHYt0s/s400/Peewee+xx.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just popped on to make this picture to put with Peewees burial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all so very much for your kind thoughts and comments. Also a huge Thanks for all the emails and E-cards I have received from some of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to Magnus especially whose comment touched me the most, and really made me feel a bit better, if even for a moment. Though I am just as sorry to hear about your loss too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I was not expecting all this support! I honestly thought most people would think I was a bit silly for getting so upset over a death of a cat. (Most people do.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're all aware that I adore animals and they are my passion, but I don't think I've ever quite explained just how much animals mean to me. To be honest I don't think any words could ever explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peewee especially is much more than just a 'pet' to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact the exact day that she died, exactly a year ago from then was the day that I had my first miscarriage. And near around that time is when the kittens were born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was there for the birth of the kittens and it was such an amazing experience I will never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peewee was the runt of the litter, and she was unable to feed on her own. So I stayed up for hours on end for the first few weeks, continuing to help her find the teat so she could survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to me she was like the baby that I saved in place of the baby that I lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it has hit pretty me hard to lose her, especially on the exact day I had my first miscarriage one year later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second miscarriage was around the time that Oodgie died, and that was the worst day of my life until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course if you're a regular reader, you will know that Hubby and I have been trying very hard for another baby. But I was recently devastated to have a negative pregnancy test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with all of that put together and now this, has made it extremely hard for me to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do Thank you all very much for your support, I just believe it's going to take a little bit longer before I can smile again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-4147613297057125865?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/4147613297057125865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=4147613297057125865&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/4147613297057125865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/4147613297057125865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/05/may-you-rest-in-peace-sweet-peewee.html' title='May you Rest in Peace Sweet Peewee...'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SCKlg6O4AFI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/uoeLdLHYt0s/s72-c/Peewee+xx.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-5275491966105415161</id><published>2008-05-07T17:17:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T17:28:44.904+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad stuff'/><title type='text'>I'm not playing for a while...</title><content type='html'>I know I'm suppose to do a post every day of May but fuck it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby girl Peewee was just killed by the neighbours dogs last night (as I just found out right now), and I am extremely devastated! So I'm gonna take some time to grieve over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought it would be our own dogs to kill any of our cats because, the cats are always trying to get out the back. But Just when I thought it was all safe, it was somebody elses dogs that killed her in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having an even tougher time with it because last night (the last time I saw her) she came into the house for something to eat, but the others were still outside. I was laying on the couch watching a stupid tv program when I thought "Oh, I should shut the door before she goes out and get the others in." But then the commercial break was over and I was too lazy to go through with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had of,  she would still be alive now, so I can't help but blame myself for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so sad!!! So very sad!! So I don't know when I will be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-5275491966105415161?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/5275491966105415161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=5275491966105415161&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/5275491966105415161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/5275491966105415161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-not-playing-for-while.html' title='I&apos;m not playing for a while...'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-3732384445637699850</id><published>2008-05-06T08:50:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T08:55:06.218+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly Stuff'/><title type='text'>Oh COME ON!!! Loosen up ffs!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.serenedominic.com/snob1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.serenedominic.com/snob1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*GiGGLeS* You have probably guessed by now that I'm the kind of girl that LOVES to GiGGLe and can just about find the humour in anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even others laughter is contagious to me, like when I was in school and my friends would be GiGGLing about nothing, and I just couldn't help but join in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although they were able to stop, I never could, especially when the room went silent, and the teacher put me on the spot and asked me what was so funny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was always sent outside for my uncontrollable laughter, which I also found hilarious and would laugh about even harder!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when it comes to things I find that ARE actually funny, not every one can see the funny side!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This YOUTUBE for one!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides the talking animal youtubes, this youtube is one of my most ever favourites! It has me laughing in tears where I just about almost piss myself every time!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first time I saw it, I was dying to show every one else because it was so damn funny! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But just about everyone I showed it to were like "*screws up face* I don't get it? What is so funny about it?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK so it's a little cruel, but I'm not laughing at the fact that these TV show guests have had operation stuff-ups which have made their voices sound funny (which is what it is about), but I'm laughing at the fact that the TV show HOST just can not control himself!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check this youtube out for yourself, and tell me if you can see the funny side to it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cw_CGMfofSI&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it just me? Or is it BLOODY HILARIOUS?!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those who don't see the funny side, if it makes you feel any better, this chat show host was fired over this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*GiGGLeS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-3732384445637699850?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/3732384445637699850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=3732384445637699850&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/3732384445637699850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/3732384445637699850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-come-on-loosen-up-ffs.html' title='Oh COME ON!!! Loosen up ffs!!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-188390215181607860</id><published>2008-05-05T19:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T19:03:41.496+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly Stuff'/><title type='text'>Todays Post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.herwig.com/images/ProductImages/HWJ-24-7-POST-LANTERNlarge.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.herwig.com/images/ProductImages/HWJ-24-7-POST-LANTERNlarge.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey it counts!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*GiGGLeS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-188390215181607860?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/188390215181607860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=188390215181607860&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/188390215181607860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/188390215181607860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/05/todays-post.html' title='Todays Post!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-7239924069820822123</id><published>2008-05-04T10:01:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T12:17:27.499+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that piss me off'/><title type='text'>Now that's what I call a FLAMIN MUNGRAL!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SB0MHomQuuI/AAAAAAAAA8U/mMXBJyH_tS8/s1600-h/POSTMAN+TWAT!"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196322870351936226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SB0MHomQuuI/AAAAAAAAA8U/mMXBJyH_tS8/s400/POSTMAN+TWAT!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POSTMAN TWAT!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok, so not long after Hubby and I moved into our house and we got the Internet, I became addicted to Ebay!! (Another serious addiction of mine!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's fantastic actually, I do all my Christmas shopping on there, and I can find exactly what I want in search and can get them for reasonable prices!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyways, so I was getting a parcel or two at least once a week, but I was finding some of them to be broken!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At the beginning I was often in the pool at the back (The novelty hadn't quite warn off at that stage) so I wasn't able to hear the courier turn up and drop the parcels off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But then when I got sick of the pool (didn't take long) I was inside the house when I would have a mini freaking heart attack every bloody day at the sound of a huge sudden thump!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I would look out the window to see the courier van reversing out of the driveway and my parcel would be laying on a funny angle on our front deck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now... I don't know about you guys, but couriers here are suppose to pull up, beep the horn, and allow you the time to come out and collect the parcel! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If its a registered post and requires a signature, then they will wait long enough to make sure no one is home, and then they would write out a slip and put it in your letter box, notifying you to come and collect it from the post office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If it doesn't require a signature, then they would place it somewhere safe near the door step for you to find when you get home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well! This courier had NEVER ONCE beeped the horn, which really pissed me off when I had to sign for a parcel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There had been many times where I heard his Van pull up quietly and I look at the window and in an instant he has shoved a slip in the letterbox and took off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He never even bothered to give me warning... he took off before I could even get to the front flippin door ffs!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So this would mean that I would have to wait for Hubby to get home and drive me to the freaken post office to pick it up, when it wasn't even bloody necessary!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Some days I even made the effort to avoid it when I was expecting a post, by sitting on the deck and actually waiting for him to rock up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On days like this he would crankily get out of the car and stomp his feet over to me like it was the end of the friggen world! I would greet him with a smile and a 'G'day how ya goin?' (Good ol Aussie greeting!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To which he would reply 'Humph!!!' then storm back to his van, slamming his door and speeding away!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He's the grumpiest bloke I have ever seen I tell you!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So anyways, it was pretty obvious that he HATED his job, and was having a bad day which was fine by me, people have rough days so I wasn't gonna take it personal, and I wasn't about to make any kind of complaint because he was in a fowl mood!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But the loud thumps became louder and louder, and my parcels were becoming more broken and broken!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At first I had to confront some poor sellers on Ebay about it because I thought it was due to poor packaging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But then after a few more encounters with this cranky bastard I realised that he wasn't getting any friendlier, no matter how hard I tried to make him smile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So then I decided to spy on him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hubby has the car all day so it appeared that no one was home, and I would make it more believable by locking up the house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I would sit at the window and wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WELL!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I watched the cheeky bugger drive half way up the driveway, wind down his window, and PEG THE FLIPPIN PARCEL FROM HIS WINDOW ONTO THE DECK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was like I was watching the parcel in slow motion smash into the wall, bounce onto the deck, bounce a few more times and then land with a thump!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So THAT'S what these huge thumps were!!! And no wonder the items were broken!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This arsehole had even driven off before the damn thing even landed!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I couldn't believe my eyes!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I got straight on the phone and made a complaint this time, because the next parcel to arrive was a drinking glass which was a gift for my friend, and I knew at this rate it wouldn't stand a chance of survival!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyways... I was sooo appalled by this that I even stopped ordering stuff from ebay because I was sick of having to deal with him breaking my stuff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But only recently, I just ordered something else... and yesterday it arrived!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well they obviously told this jerk that I complained to him because I was in the middle of my last RAT GiRL Post (Which is out now btw) when I was interupted by this annoying BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And it didn't stop until I ran out!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As soon as I ran down the stairs, he got out of his van in a shocking pissed of mood, stormed up to me, shoved the parcel in my face, and rudely said "Happy now???!!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SB0Xs4mQuxI/AAAAAAAAA8s/ctOLjck85Rg/s1600-h/RG4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196335604929968914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SB0Xs4mQuxI/AAAAAAAAA8s/ctOLjck85Rg/s400/RG4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THE FLAMIN MUNGRAL!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh it made me so furious! I just stood there gobsmacked as I watched him slam his door and take off again! God I wish I had the chance to tell him where to shove it ffs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What's worse is our phone as been disconnected (The Internet is fine but we can't make local calls because hubby forgot to pay the bill ffs) So I couldn't even get on the phone to make another complaint!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BASTARD!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-7239924069820822123?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/7239924069820822123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=7239924069820822123&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/7239924069820822123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/7239924069820822123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/05/now-thats-what-i-call-flamin-mungral.html' title='Now that&apos;s what I call a FLAMIN MUNGRAL!!!'/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SB0MHomQuuI/AAAAAAAAA8U/mMXBJyH_tS8/s72-c/POSTMAN+TWAT!' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-5274666875189664328</id><published>2008-05-03T10:39:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T10:46:24.998+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly Stuff'/><title type='text'>Pssssssst... </title><content type='html'>&lt;embed height="300" width="300" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/toys/impclick2.swf?butttext=067108105099107032116111032083101101032071105103103108101032078097107101100033" quality="high" &lt;br /&gt;wmode="transparent" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Just ignore the code - I can't get rid of it ffs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*GiGGLeS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2670212686566762302-5274666875189664328?l=motivationless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/feeds/5274666875189664328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2670212686566762302&amp;postID=5274666875189664328&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/5274666875189664328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2670212686566762302/posts/default/5274666875189664328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motivationless.blogspot.com/2008/05/pssssssst.html' title='Pssssssst... '/><author><name>Mumma Rae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/TIdykVDNpzI/AAAAAAAACIA/EHUj_LlYi7Q/S220/7206280_headshot_100x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670212686566762302.post-491315001677699903</id><published>2008-05-02T08:10:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T09:01:50.666+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Adventures of RAT GiRL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aunty Vi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad health'/><title type='text'>Every bloody day???.... Oh Heck!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SBpBu4mQt-I/AAAAAAAAA2U/3s8PsaU9sg8/s1600-h/may+blogging.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195537393847941090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bO06ixOh21E/SBpBu4mQt-I/AAAAAAAAA2U/3s8PsaU9sg8/s400/may%2Bblogging.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BLOG EVERYDAY IN MAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I promised &lt;a href="http://villagesecrets.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aunty Vi&lt;/a&gt; that I would give this a go! It's a challenge to do a post for each and every day of May!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I hesitated at first because I've been flat out busy with &lt;a href="http://ratgirlcomic.blogspot.com/"&gt;RAT GiRL&lt;/a&gt; and haven't had much time to ya know... actually live my life and come up with anything to talk about in THIS blog!!! (RAT GiRL is taking over my life ffs!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But then.... I had a look at the dates of all my posts and realised that I have manged to post just about every bloody day anyway!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Heck! It's like I do it with out even thinking!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But anyways, this made me realise I'm up for the challenge! It's just a little daunting when you look at it as 'You must blog everyday for a month!' Kind of makes ya freak out a little and wonder if it is actually doable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But it is!! :-)!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So... with that being said, forgive me now for the silly posts that have not alot of meaning yet to come (which I will be posting when I've got nothing else to post about!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And all the r
