<?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-17996299</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:18:02.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Married to Superman</title><subtitle type='html'>Superman has found his kryptonite&lt;br&gt;
When it comes to love!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>109</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-5111877640602479663</id><published>2007-12-26T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T21:31:43.085-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2007</title><content type='html'>Well all, Santa was good to me this year, as he was to Lucas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose that the best suprise was about my digital camera that I got. Lucas ordered it and a printer. Well, he kept getting e-mails from the place that he ordered it from saying that there was a delay in shipping. I figured that I wouldn't be getting my camera for Christmas and yea, I was whining and having a pitty party about it, but I knew that it was coming. Well, there was one present under the tree that said it was from Santa and it was actually the first present that showed up for me under the tree. Well, it was the last one that I opened and it turned out to be my camera. I was so shocked and happy! Turns out that the shipping delay was for the printer, not the camera. Lucas had me fooled the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a Canon SD1000 and it is NICE! Very user friendly but still smart. Also takes great pictures in my opinion. I'll have some on here later on in the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose that the next best gift that I got was my Dooney &amp;amp; Bourke bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxa3HysaD98/R3MHgLFrWHI/AAAAAAAAABc/2NN7IsnPaZU/s1600-h/christmas+2007+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148467048328419442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxa3HysaD98/R3MHgLFrWHI/AAAAAAAAABc/2NN7IsnPaZU/s400/christmas+2007+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been drooling over one of these $$$ bags for a while and Grandpa made it happen for me. (With some help from Mom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my family with the handbag...heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxa3HysaD98/R3MH87FrWII/AAAAAAAAABk/_us85DGpiBQ/s1600-h/christmas+2007+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148467542249658498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxa3HysaD98/R3MH87FrWII/AAAAAAAAABk/_us85DGpiBQ/s400/christmas+2007+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa, Mom, Me and Dad. We put the picture in there as a joke and beacuse I wouldn't put it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got a beautiful pink sapphire heart shaped ring from Mom and Dad, some CD's, a movie and clothes...It was a great christmas. Lucas's parents got me a playstation 2 game called Dance Dance Revolutions Supernova and it is a hoot! Good way to fool yourself into exercising too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucas got a new computer and it is really neat looking because...well...see for yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxa3HysaD98/R3MKYrFrWKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/bCSpuP3VayQ/s1600-h/christmas+2007+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148470218014283938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxa3HysaD98/R3MKYrFrWKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/bCSpuP3VayQ/s400/christmas+2007+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's got a friggin window! You can't see it, but it lights up blue too. It's really nice. Also because he got the new computer I am now the proud owner of a slightly used laptop and I am happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxa3HysaD98/R3MMH7FrWPI/AAAAAAAAACc/Giceoe7QKX8/s1600-h/christmas+2007+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148472129274730738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxa3HysaD98/R3MMH7FrWPI/AAAAAAAAACc/Giceoe7QKX8/s400/christmas+2007+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxa3HysaD98/R3MKYrFrWKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/bCSpuP3VayQ/s1600-h/christmas+2007+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Peanut with his rawhide that Santa left in his stocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxa3HysaD98/R3MMGbFrWLI/AAAAAAAAAB8/3Pxqsse7RoU/s1600-h/christmas+2007+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148472103504926898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gxa3HysaD98/R3MMGbFrWLI/AAAAAAAAAB8/3Pxqsse7RoU/s400/christmas+2007+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is Cocoa with the toy that he stole out of his stocking that Santa brought him before he was supposed to...smarty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxa3HysaD98/R3MMG7FrWMI/AAAAAAAAACE/CfHAMAxUoBM/s1600-h/christmas+2007+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148472112094861506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxa3HysaD98/R3MMG7FrWMI/AAAAAAAAACE/CfHAMAxUoBM/s400/christmas+2007+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Grandpa D. (The one responsable for the handbag) and Gramdma B. both looking wonderful as always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxa3HysaD98/R3MMHLFrWNI/AAAAAAAAACM/gwIBo2BqmWM/s1600-h/christmas+2007+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148472116389828818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxa3HysaD98/R3MMHLFrWNI/AAAAAAAAACM/gwIBo2BqmWM/s400/christmas+2007+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my cousin and my Mom with Peanut wedged in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxa3HysaD98/R3MMHrFrWOI/AAAAAAAAACU/XmoTiqMnrOI/s1600-h/christmas+2007+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148472124979763426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxa3HysaD98/R3MMHrFrWOI/AAAAAAAAACU/XmoTiqMnrOI/s400/christmas+2007+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, here is Lucas cooking?!?  I can't be mean, he can cook some.  Yet, I thought that it was a cute picture.  He was stirring soup that Mom made.  How sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all in all we had a blessed christmas and I think the best part about it for me was finally being the wife of such a wonderful man to spend christmas and the rest of my life with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of husbands and wives, I have to send out a big ol' CONGRATS to Ginny and Mark on their engagement!  Mark asked Ginny on Christmas day...I wish you both the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Lucas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxa3HysaD98/R3MKYrFrWKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/bCSpuP3VayQ/s1600-h/christmas+2007+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-5111877640602479663?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/5111877640602479663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=5111877640602479663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/5111877640602479663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/5111877640602479663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-2007.html' title='Christmas 2007'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxa3HysaD98/R3MHgLFrWHI/AAAAAAAAABc/2NN7IsnPaZU/s72-c/christmas+2007+025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-5018077835891657465</id><published>2007-11-01T20:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T20:44:01.884-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Me</title><content type='html'>Just a picture of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128037279199185314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-5018077835891657465?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/5018077835891657465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=5018077835891657465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/5018077835891657465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/5018077835891657465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2007/11/just-me.html' title='Just Me'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s72-c/torie3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-7260554014710734890</id><published>2007-11-01T20:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T20:36:53.055-04:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow...so I finally got myself back on my blog. A whole lot has happened since I last updated...infact, I now have to change the name of my blog from Marrying Superman, to Married to Superman. Yes folks...I have finally tied the knot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is a pic of my new husband (Aka Superman) and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128029320624785730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxa3HysaD98/Ryprf2WgyUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/71tc98byPoU/s400/wedding+-+lucas+and+me2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, there were about 200 people packed into our home church for our 10:00 AM wedding.  The sun was shining and it was HOT!  Everything went very well, and everyone was on time and nothing went wrong!  Well, nothing that someone couldn't work out anyway...  Most of the wedding party was Lucas family, but that's was the neat part.  Every guy on his side was related to him, and one on my side was too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our honeymoon was in Gatlinburg, TN.  We stayed at a resort called Mountain Loft thanks to our sunday school teacher who let us use his time share.  It was like a mini-apartment, and honestly, I think I could live there quite easily.  Everything was BEAUTIFUL and we had a wonderful time.  It was in the high 90's the whole time we were there, but we found plenty to do anyway.  Because of the wedding being at 10, we were able to drive straight through to Tennessee and got to our destination that evening.   I think one of the funnest things that we did was go to the Ripleys Believe-it-or-not Aquarium.  I have pictures on a disposable camera that when I get them developed I can put some on there.  I cried when we were getting ready to leave, and I was threatening to move to tennessee...but i'm all better now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love being married. It is awesome!  Since we didn't live together before we were married it took some time to get used to each other, but not long and not everything is working out perfectly.  It's different, but with a wonderful man by my side it is totally awesome!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hopefully I can remember to update this blog a bit more often to let everyone know what's going on with us. In the mean time here are a few more wedding pics for your enjoyment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128028697854527794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxa3HysaD98/Rypq7mWgyTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6teVpGEE4LE/s400/kiss.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The kiss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128029818840992082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxa3HysaD98/Rypr82WgyVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/nHXSyBDoEvI/s400/entire+bridal+party.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Entire wedding party - even the photographer!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128030351416936802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxa3HysaD98/Rypsb2WgyWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/hoXbWMPzVeI/s400/wedding+-+ivy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say...my maid-of-honor rocks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128030828158306674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gxa3HysaD98/Ryps3mWgyXI/AAAAAAAAAA0/IsZXmGaZ4W8/s400/cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The cake&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128032571915028866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypudGWgyYI/AAAAAAAAAA8/tOuYiVJ5mmA/s400/tories+wedding+rings.bmp" border="0" /&gt;My rings!  My band is actually a wrap...it's beautimus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-7260554014710734890?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/7260554014710734890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=7260554014710734890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/7260554014710734890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/7260554014710734890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2007/11/update.html' title='UPDATE!'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gxa3HysaD98/Ryprf2WgyUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/71tc98byPoU/s72-c/wedding+-+lucas+and+me2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-6281088242109479585</id><published>2007-01-25T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T14:15:03.808-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates! Plus...who knew I could be frugal?</title><content type='html'>Well hello all you people in blogger land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hadn’t updated in a while and a bit has gone on, so I figured that it was about time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start off with we are finally under 200 days till the wedding.  I can remember a time when it was over 400! To date it is 191!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd I guess is the big news that I picked out my bridesmaid dresses…they are beautiful.  The way that the dress is made, it looks like a skirt and top, but it’s actually just one piece.  It has a halter top with sparkles around the neckline.  The skirt is floor length and flows out nicely.  The color that I think I am going to choose will be Riviera sky which is a mix of blue, purple, and silver.  I am getting them from “I Thee Wed” and the designers name is Alfred Angelo.  The dresses take 3 months to ship, because they are shipped from Europe or Italy or one of them “Across the seas” places.  I was also happy because I showed them to all of my bridesmaids and they all liked it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew that I could be thrifty?  Read on to find out why I say this…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday Mom and I went to AC Moore, a local craft store, and got all kinds of goodies to make favor bags.  My cousin is a GENIOUS when it comes to arts and crafts, so I have assigned him the task of making the bags…somehow I don’t think he minds J &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I wanted to get one of those boxes that you set on the table and people can drop cards in but the ones on display where like $40 dollars!  My genius cousin got all the materials he needed and made me one for a lot less and I have to say that mine is gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savings: $20.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looked at the flower girl baskets, ring bearer pillows and guest books at AC Moore and I just wasn’t feeling them (Or the prices…can you say $25 dollars EACH) so I went into Wal-mart and found a perfect set (Think crisscross wide lace) for a lot less that is prettier then anything I found at AC Moore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savings: $30.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I was pricing garters at AC Moore and who knew that something like that would cost so much?  Certainly not me…so I went to the “Pay per yard” lace section and found what looked like garter material (For a lot mess may I add) and I am going to make my own garter…well…my cousin is going to make my garter that is…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savings: $11.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got my unity candle.  I was looking all over the place for unity candle holders and when I found one they where $35 dollars!  I said uuh…no!  So I found a round wreath that the candle would fit in, with white roses and I found 2 smaller ones with white babies breath looking stuff and I got them to hold the candles…they look better then the candle holders did in my opinion…plus they wreaths in total where only $8 vs. $35…yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savings: $27.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the final steal that I got was my veil…I cannot disclose too many details because my groom reads this blog (In fact he may be the ONLY one that reads my blog) but I got the veil at AC moore for $80 dollars less then if I had gotten it from Davids Bridal or any other bridal shops…all I have to buy is a comb to be sewn on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savings: $80.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total Savings: $195.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I can say that more them picky I am turning out to be a frugal bride…some may not agree, but this is all stuff that you need for a wedding, so it has to be bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming up soon…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Groom/groomsmen tux’s (As soon as Lucas get’s his guys together!)&lt;br /&gt;Finding a house (End of February hopefully)&lt;br /&gt;Getting bridesmaids fitted (SOON!)&lt;br /&gt;Cabin fever trip (Feb 30th - March 4th&lt;br /&gt;VA Beach trip with mom (March 30th-April 1st)&lt;br /&gt;Beach week with my maid of honor (June 9th-16th)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love my Lucas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-6281088242109479585?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/6281088242109479585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=6281088242109479585&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/6281088242109479585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/6281088242109479585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2007/01/updates-pluswho-knew-i-could-be-frugal.html' title='Updates! Plus...who knew I could be frugal?'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-116802277871376575</id><published>2007-01-05T13:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T13:46:18.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chicken Feet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me tell you the story of the most memorable after school snack that I can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here was a normal day for me – Get on the bus, attend school, ride bus home, tell Mom “hello” as I headed to the kitchen for a snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been a long day at middle school, and an even longer bus trip home.  I was one of the 1st on the bus (Perk – your choice of seats) meaning that I was also one of the last ones off the bus. (Yea..there is the negative)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother greeted me at the door with more perkiness then normal which I found a tad odd, but I figured she had just had a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom took my backpack and put it in my room and told me to have a seat on the couch.  I sat down and she said that she had a surprise for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOO HOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kid doesn’t love to hear that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sat down and finally realized that Grandpa was there (Apparently he was there the whole time, but I hadn’t noticed up till this point)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the surprise…so I asked what kind of surprise it was and Mom said that it was a special snack.  I was already starting to drool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: I was not a picky eater and everyone knew it…I was also not a small child what so over…I came out fat and well…nothing had changed over the years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom sat a tray infront of me and from the kitchen came a covered plate…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom sat the plate infront of me and ever so slowly pulled the cover off to reveal…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://laurabush.info/archives/fall05/chicken2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand" height="234" alt="" src="http://laurabush.info/archives/fall05/chicken2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most revolting thing that I could imagine…I was sick…my special snack was boiled chicken feet…toenails included!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn’t sure what emotion I should be feeling…I think the one that surfaced the fastest was sickness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but the story is not over there…the smell that came out from that plate was the most disgusting thing ever…boiled feet…ick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I happened to notice through the waves of nausea that Grandpa did not seem to be bothered by these feet lying on my plate.  Next thing I know he’s sitting beside me.  “Oh boy” he said “These things taste so good” and started eating them…1st he pulled the toenail off and then started sucking on the toe bone…at this point I was gone…I had to leave the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I mention that my mother was doubled over laughing her tail off while all this was happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa ate the whole plate (with vinegar no less) and seemed happier then a clam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I on the other hand had just had the most memorable experience with a snack ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that this has nothing to do with the wedding, but I thought that it might make you smile.  (No, we will not be serving chicken feet at the wedding)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-116802277871376575?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/116802277871376575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=116802277871376575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/116802277871376575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/116802277871376575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2007/01/chicken-feet.html' title=''/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-116525979233071272</id><published>2006-12-04T14:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T14:16:40.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christm...I mean Holiday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6952/1749/1600/534467/Torie%20(QA)%20and%20Guest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6952/1749/320/174279/Torie%20%28QA%29%20and%20Guest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our holiday party was last Friday (Dec 1st) at work. It was a good time and I am glad that I went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucas was with me of course (He's like a mastercard - ya don't leave home with out him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was good...the DJ was good (and loud)...and it was very funny watching the people that you work with dancing with one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad's holiday party is this weekend so Mom and him are leaving Friday and my maid of honor Iva Jo is gonna hang out with me the whole weekend.  I am really looking forward to getting to hang with her because we haven't hung out in a long time.  Last sunday we were talking and she was naming all these good movies that she's seen and I haden't seen a single one, so we will probably spend most of the time watching movies and eating popcorn and spaghettios (2 of my favorite foods)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More exciting news - I ordered my wedding invitations Saturday...Grandpa footed the bill (love you Grandpa) and they will be in in about a week or so.  I didn't know that they came in that fast...I don't really need them till June but at least this gives me some time to get all the addresses together and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I been working so hard on the guest list....I really want to invite more people, but the church will only hold so many...as it is I am using the balcony.  The lady at the place where I ordered the invitations said that usually 75% of the people that you invite will come and with 200 give or take a few people on the list, that should be about right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucas is meeting me at the gym tonight...I haven't gone in about a month, so I suppose that it's about time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I better go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Lucas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-116525979233071272?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/116525979233071272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=116525979233071272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/116525979233071272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/116525979233071272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmi-mean-holiday-party.html' title='Christm...I mean Holiday Party'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-116465508729810092</id><published>2006-11-27T14:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T14:18:07.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>Being sick sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-116465508729810092?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/116465508729810092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=116465508729810092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/116465508729810092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/116465508729810092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/11/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-116421066058485761</id><published>2006-11-22T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T10:51:00.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On wedding rings among other things</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://zales.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pZALE1-2223263t240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="231" alt="" src="http://zales.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pZALE1-2223263t240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...Lucas and I got our wedding rings! *cheer*glee*jump-up-and-down-with-happiness* Mine is GORGEOUS! The picture above is not exactly it, but it's close enough. It's a "Solitare enhancer" as I was told by one lady when telling her that I was interested in a wrap...aah well...I guess as long as she knew what I meant then all is well. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="155" alt="" src="http://www.kay.com/img/category/C_17115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So imagine the above, only in yellow gold...mmm....YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://zales.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pZALE1-3223259t240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Lucas opted for a more traditional band which is just fine with me. It's the meaning behind it and not the look of it (Although I can't help but admitting that mine looking like that makes me very happy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We descided that we would get each other our wedding bands for each others christmas gift...aren't we sweet?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey..speaking of Lucas...ya'll wish him well...he's been feeling a tad under the weather this week...hope you feel better Lucas!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And...speaking of weather...the weather in VA is icky yuck!  It is raining so hard that I feel like I should go build an ark! (I kid...nothing offensive meant there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, tomorrow is thanksgiving...the day that we give thanks for all the good things in our lives.  I think that no matter what your situation, you can find something to give thanks for.  I have a LOT to give thanks for.  I know that my father for one will be giving thanks for all of Grandmas great food that we will be consuming tomorrow and for that extra hole in his belt so that it can be loosened when she brings out dessert!  I think I am supposed to go with Lucas to his Grandmas for a while tomorrow so that should be nice too...he missed going there last year to be with me at my Grandmas so I want him to be able to go this year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My cousins Mark and Erin will be down for thanksgiving and I will be able to ask them if I can use their kids (Mikayla and Gabe) in the wedding for the flower girl and ring bearer...I think it will cause much happiness when I ask (or at least I hope)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, I suppose that I will sign off now...there is much work to do before I am off for 4 days (Wooh Hoo!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ya'll have a good one!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-116421066058485761?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/116421066058485761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=116421066058485761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/116421066058485761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/116421066058485761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/11/on-wedding-rings-among-other-things.html' title='On wedding rings among other things'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-116284475194979245</id><published>2006-11-06T15:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T15:25:51.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is awesome</title><content type='html'>I didn't know this was possible, yet I found it absolutely amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.circoripopolo.be/comicduo/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see what I am talking about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-116284475194979245?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/116284475194979245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=116284475194979245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/116284475194979245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/116284475194979245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-is-awesome.html' title='This is awesome'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-116241000549272536</id><published>2006-11-01T14:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T14:40:05.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Woooo...</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been so sleepy that you just forgot what you where...zzzzzzz....*snort* (Sorry...dozed off there for a minute)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's how I am feeling today.  I feel like the life has been drained out of me...it was so bad that at one point my manager looked at me and said that if I didn't straighted myself up (Literaly - I was laying on my desk) that she was going to send me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry...too tired to write more...nighty night ya'll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-116241000549272536?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/116241000549272536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=116241000549272536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/116241000549272536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/116241000549272536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/11/woooo.html' title='Woooo...'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-116230684297902558</id><published>2006-10-31T09:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T10:00:43.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted</title><content type='html'>Howdy ya'll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while since I posted, so I figured that I would say something to let you all know that I was still alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been alright...can't complain...I have a wonderful man, a loving family and all the work that I can stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am alone at work today...everyone else in my department called out or took off.  Yea, there are only 3 of us but it still makes for a long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has actually not been my friend lately.  I came in last Saturday for 4 hours to decoate for out halloween competition and let me tell you...it looked nice.  Everyone that walked by yesterday said that we were going to win this year and it felt good.  Everyone liked it with the exception of 1 person...his hame is Harry and he is the building manager.  He came through and made us take everything down!  I was mad, perterved and sad all at the same time.  I didn't even get to take a lunch because I had to come back and help take all the stuff down...aah well...whatever...my decorating days are OVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya know...God really gives you what you need...I happened to look at Lucas blog today and I saw where he was updating on his blog when I was having my surgery back in April and just him blogging about me everyday made me realize that work is work and a halloween decorating contest is nothing to be depressed over.  I have such a good and blessed life that for me to even think about being sad over the contest is silly.  (I still want to beat the stuffing out of harry though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I suppose that I should sign off for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya'll take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Lucas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-116230684297902558?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/116230684297902558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=116230684297902558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/116230684297902558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/116230684297902558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/10/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-116050246653229541</id><published>2006-10-10T13:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T13:51:52.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring it on Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lbt.vervecreations.com/ArtistIncludes/ArtistImages/littlebigtown.com/content/band_pic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lbt.vervecreations.com/ArtistIncludes/ArtistImages/littlebigtown.com/content/band_pic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above is the group that sings the song below - &lt;a href="http://www.littlebigtown.com"&gt;Little Big Town&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song reminds me of Lucas whenever I hear it. I know that when i'm having what I feel is the worst day of my life, he'll be there to listen. I only hope that I make him feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love you Lucas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've got someone here&lt;br /&gt;Wants to make it all right&lt;br /&gt;Someone to love you more&lt;br /&gt;Than I have right here&lt;br /&gt;You've gotta bring it on and I'll hold you tight&lt;br /&gt;A hand to lead you on through the night right here&lt;br /&gt;I know your heart can get&lt;br /&gt;All tangled up inside&lt;br /&gt;But don't you keep it to yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your long day is over&lt;br /&gt;And you can barely drag your feet&lt;br /&gt;When the weight of the world&lt;br /&gt;Is on your shoulders&lt;br /&gt;I know what you need&lt;br /&gt;Bring it on home to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I know you&lt;br /&gt;Like the back of my hand&lt;br /&gt;You know I'm gonna do&lt;br /&gt;All that I can right here&lt;br /&gt;Gonna lie with you&lt;br /&gt;Till you fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;When the morning comes&lt;br /&gt;I'm still gonna be right here&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am&lt;br /&gt;So take your worries and&lt;br /&gt;Just drop them at the door&lt;br /&gt;Baby, leave it all behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your long day is over&lt;br /&gt;And you can barely drag your feet&lt;br /&gt;When the weight of the world&lt;br /&gt;Is on your shoulders&lt;br /&gt;I know what you need&lt;br /&gt;Bring it on home to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, let me be your safe harbor&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the water come&lt;br /&gt;And carry you away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your long day is over&lt;br /&gt;And you can barely drag your feet&lt;br /&gt;When the weight of the world&lt;br /&gt;Is on your shoulders&lt;br /&gt;I know what you need&lt;br /&gt;Bring it on home to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, bring it on home&lt;br /&gt;Oh, bring it on home to me&lt;br /&gt;Home to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh, bring it on, bring it on home&lt;br /&gt;to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got someone here wants&lt;br /&gt;To make it all right&lt;br /&gt;Someone who loves you more&lt;br /&gt;Than life right here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-116050246653229541?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/116050246653229541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=116050246653229541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/116050246653229541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/116050246653229541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/10/bring-it-on-home.html' title='Bring it on Home'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-116015343849964200</id><published>2006-10-06T12:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T12:50:38.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1, 2 Punch</title><content type='html'>Good morning all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a rough morning…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st we find out last night that one of the head managers in out office is sick.  VERY sick.  Sick as in - might not make it, in ICU in the hospital, on life support, family members flying in from out of town - sick.  We are all deeply saddened by this, and wish him well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd I wake up this morning to me Dad saying “Hold your bladder…hold your bladder!!!”  I thought that I was either dreaming or pee’ing myself and didn’t realize it in my just waking up state.  Turns out that all the rain that we got last night caused out toilet to overflow, so we had to revert to “The Bucket.”  Oh the stories that my family can tell about the bucket…nothing that I am willing to put on my blog, but still funny none the less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well…I guess it could be worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I get to see Lucas tonight!  That’s always a good thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Lucas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-116015343849964200?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/116015343849964200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=116015343849964200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/116015343849964200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/116015343849964200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/10/1-2-punch.html' title='1, 2 Punch'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-116005787235121757</id><published>2006-10-05T10:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T10:17:52.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Contacts (Cont.)</title><content type='html'>So I got my contacts yesterday and it went great!  I had no trouble putting them in...taking them out was another story.  It look me almost a half an hour to take 1 out!  I like them, and it feels so much better to not have to wear my glasses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lady at work told me that I don't look as smart with out my glasses, but at this point - I don't really care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everything is going well and I am very happy with my contacts.  I recommend them to anyone who might be interested!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright im out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-116005787235121757?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/116005787235121757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=116005787235121757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/116005787235121757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/116005787235121757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/10/contacts-cont.html' title='Contacts (Cont.)'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115996801743876339</id><published>2006-10-04T08:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T09:20:25.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Contacts</title><content type='html'>So today is the day...I am going to get my contacts.  I have an appointment at 3:00 for a contact lens class to teach me how to put them in, and take them out, and how to care for them and all that stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that the contacts are going to help me at work because I often get headaches from looking at the computer because I have a bad tendancy to look at my keyboard, and when I have to look at my screen, I look ever top my glasses...odd yes, but that's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have no idea what time I will get out of the class.  They are telling me it's at least an hour long, but with me and my nature to question everything it might take longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also happy that I will be able to be glasses free for the wedding!  Yea, I planned on keeping them off anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...gotta run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Lucas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115996801743876339?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115996801743876339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115996801743876339&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115996801743876339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115996801743876339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/10/contacts.html' title='Contacts'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115955525850954845</id><published>2006-09-29T14:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T14:40:58.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://disney.go.com/disneyvideos/liveaction/pirates2/images/nonflash/comp_05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://disney.go.com/disneyvideos/liveaction/pirates2/images/nonflash/comp_05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ffmedia.ign.com/filmforce/image/object/040/040731/ff_xmen_object_468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ffmedia.ign.com/filmforce/image/object/040/040731/ff_xmen_object_468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucas+Me+Pirates+X-Men+Cheap Seats = One good friday night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115955525850954845?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115955525850954845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115955525850954845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115955525850954845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115955525850954845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/09/tonight.html' title='Tonight'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115937971506678787</id><published>2006-09-27T13:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T13:55:15.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Poppa Aylor</title><content type='html'>Ya'll send out a big prayer for Poppa Aylor.  Seems that his sickness was worse then we all thought.  He's having surgery today, so say a prayer that the doctors work their magic, and that the problem will be cured, and that he will have a speedy recovery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im praying!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115937971506678787?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115937971506678787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115937971506678787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115937971506678787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115937971506678787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/09/poppa-aylor.html' title='Poppa Aylor'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115937956515740302</id><published>2006-09-27T13:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T13:52:46.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Best meeting ever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.smokymtnrestaurantguide.com/golden-corral-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.smokymtnrestaurantguide.com/golden-corral-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, every now and then I meet with my past co-workers from Logos Bookstore and we have lunch across the street from my work at Golden Corral. I just got back and man I am full!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is always good to see them and hear updates that I would otherwise never hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gene&lt;/strong&gt; - now on his 100th PDA, (&lt;em&gt;NOT&lt;/em&gt; public display of affection) still loves Diane and cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marie&lt;/strong&gt; - Getting loving from the base singer in Signature Sound (Yea, he's married...as discussed most of the good ones are either taken or gay, so I suppose that I am one of the lucky ones)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Karyl&lt;/strong&gt; - Just fresh back from a trip to Florida, daughter heading off to college next year, little boy now sporting glasses and just as cute as ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus Gene's daughter Michelle and my Mom joined us, and it was very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always they asked about my wedding plans and I was more then happy to oblidge them with the details (I kept it short though...I really can go on and on...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115937956515740302?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115937956515740302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115937956515740302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115937956515740302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115937956515740302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/09/best-meeting-ever.html' title='Best meeting ever!'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115929477499952730</id><published>2006-09-26T14:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T14:19:35.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Pops Aylor...</title><content type='html'>This is a big ol'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;GET&lt;/span&gt; WELL &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SOON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out to my future father in law!  He's not feeling well from what Lucas tells me and I hope that he is feeling better soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115929477499952730?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115929477499952730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115929477499952730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115929477499952730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115929477499952730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/09/poor-pops-aylor.html' title='Poor Pops Aylor...'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115920715524010809</id><published>2006-09-25T13:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T13:59:15.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>So I have this horrid headache today that has kept me from rolling through my work as fast as normal and that irks me to no end! We have way too much to do w/out me going and getting a headache!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I called Lucas to tell him that I wasn't going to the gym because I felt bad, but then I felt even worse because I told him that I wasn't coming and proceeded to call him back to tell him that no matter what I WOULD BE THERE! Darn indecisiveness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...maybe a little workout will help...if it makes it worse I can always stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta run!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115920715524010809?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115920715524010809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115920715524010809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115920715524010809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115920715524010809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/09/today.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115884252715795969</id><published>2006-09-21T08:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T08:42:09.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing Song - "You'll Love Davids Bridal..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://davidsbridal.com/images/specialoffers/detail_bridalsale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://davidsbridal.com/images/specialoffers/detail_bridalsale.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok...so Davids bridal is having their annual $99 dollar wedding dress sale right? So what I am wondering is...will they have another one before I get married next August? And if I do wait till the next one, will all the dresses be fall/winter dresses? Are the dresses that are on sale now the ones from spring/summer? I am getting married in August, so I want a spring/summer dress...but it's soooo early to be buying a dress...darn you Davids Bridal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I have an eye Dr's appointment today at 2:30 so Mom drive me to work and dropped me off so she can pick me up and take me because they normally dilate my eyes. Plus I am going to try and get fitted for contacts. (again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember last time I went they dilated my eyes and I didn't realize it, and I walked out into the sun and it was like BAM! I did manage to drive myself home, but that was it...I had planned to go back to work but at that point I had to call in because the chances of me being able to see my computer screen where slim. I tried to get fitted for contacts last time also, but they told me that my eyes where bad enough for a stronger prescription of glasses, but not contacts...I was like what the heck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More updates: We're moving again...at work that is. Our department is the ugly redheaded step-child of the company, so they throw us around wherever they like to make room for more people. So for the 4th time since in this office (mind you we've only been here since last August) sometime this week or the beginning of next week. I think the funniest part is...we are moving back to our original spot that we had when we 1st got here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think that I am going to make today a good day no matter what! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My good throughts for the day are:&lt;br /&gt;I am getting off early (@ 2 - YAY)&lt;br /&gt;I am marrying the man of my dreams - I loves ya Lucas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115884252715795969?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115884252715795969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115884252715795969&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115884252715795969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115884252715795969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/09/sing-song-youll-love-davids-bridal.html' title='Sing Song - &quot;You&apos;ll Love Davids Bridal...&quot;'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115876058665410284</id><published>2006-09-20T09:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T09:56:26.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.foodintol.com/images/arcade/Feeling%20bloated.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.foodintol.com/images/arcade/Feeling%20bloated.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...grumble grumble grumble...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was not only my mood but my stomach grumbling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I feel miserably bloated and fat this morning...go figure since I didn't eat last night...or this morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucas - Dad said that I didn't warn him about the PMS, so I guess this is your warning...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115876058665410284?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115876058665410284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115876058665410284&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115876058665410284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115876058665410284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/09/ugh.html' title='Ugh...'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115868390785856907</id><published>2006-09-19T12:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T12:40:31.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So much to do...</title><content type='html'>Wow so this has been a busy busy day so unfortunately this post will not be very long...but I just wanted to give a shout out to my friend Samantha who had GBS like me and has lost close to 200 pounds! Way to go girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news (heh) my managers birthday is tomorrow and that means that tonight will be filled with running to pick up the huge (probably won't fit in my car) cake then taking it home and trying to shove it into the house (probably won't fit into my fridge either) back to work to decorate her desk once she leaves (lucas my love...uh...I forgot to tell you about this one...i'll be calling you later) then to pick up Lucas and then to my future uncles house for some music! I must admit that I enjoy the last one best so it will be a nice way to end a very busy day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that yours is good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115868390785856907?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115868390785856907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115868390785856907&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115868390785856907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115868390785856907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-much-to-do.html' title='So much to do...'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115859366986935058</id><published>2006-09-18T11:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T11:34:29.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do I love him?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love him because…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s so cute&lt;br /&gt;He isn’t afraid to burp around me&lt;br /&gt;He’s always funny&lt;br /&gt;He loves oreos&lt;br /&gt;He will eat my cooking&lt;br /&gt;He lets me get away with anything&lt;br /&gt;He does not let me do anything that will hurt me&lt;br /&gt;He encourages me to go to the gym&lt;br /&gt;He tells me that I am beautiful&lt;br /&gt;He smiles when I smile&lt;br /&gt;He holds me when I cry&lt;br /&gt;He knows when to talk and when to just let me cry&lt;br /&gt;He wants to marry me&lt;br /&gt;He is happy with steak or tuna helper&lt;br /&gt;He understands me better then I think he does&lt;br /&gt;He has blue eyes that feel like they can touch my soul&lt;br /&gt;He’s a huge superman fan (Even before the movie)&lt;br /&gt;He has introduced me to things that I never thought that I would like&lt;br /&gt;He changed the time on his computer to military time because he works for the navy&lt;br /&gt;He’ll come over to my house even though he is allergic to my 2 dogs&lt;br /&gt;He is the son my Dad never had&lt;br /&gt;He never lets me forget that he loves me&lt;br /&gt;He leaves replies on my blog&lt;br /&gt;He’s not afraid to work&lt;br /&gt;He is good with money and I am not&lt;br /&gt;He went to college&lt;br /&gt;He’s providing me with a stable future&lt;br /&gt;He doesn’t pressure me into anything&lt;br /&gt;He’s gets grumpy when he’s hungry&lt;br /&gt;He is great with kids&lt;br /&gt;He’s strong enough to pick me up&lt;br /&gt;He lets me drive&lt;br /&gt;He can see through the bull crap that I often give&lt;br /&gt;He tells me when he doesn’t like the smell of something I have on&lt;br /&gt;He knows that I worry too much&lt;br /&gt;He doesn’t worry about much, but he said that he worries about me&lt;br /&gt;He’s allergic to my favorite perfume&lt;br /&gt;He’s going to Gatlinburg, TN for our honeymoon because I wanted too&lt;br /&gt;He almost always wins when we play a game&lt;br /&gt;He lets me gripe and whine&lt;br /&gt;He is a big fan of ducktape&lt;br /&gt;He plays with Legos&lt;br /&gt;He and I have known each other since we where really little&lt;br /&gt;He helps me feel like a little kid when I get too big for my britches&lt;br /&gt;He looked past my appearance when we 1st started dating&lt;br /&gt;He’s been with me through my 180 pound weight loss and 2 surgeries&lt;br /&gt;He will do anything that I want too&lt;br /&gt;He plays with my hair&lt;br /&gt;He has a program that will let him know when I update my blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;He treats me like a princss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could add to this list but I will stop here.  It’s not only the little things but the big things that make a difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lucas - I love you soooooo much!  You are my heart and soul.  Without you I would be incomplete!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115859366986935058?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115859366986935058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115859366986935058&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115859366986935058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115859366986935058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/09/why-do-i-love-him.html' title='Why do I love him?'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115824256123976207</id><published>2006-09-14T09:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T10:04:36.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You mean to tell me I have HOMEWORK?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.jocolibrary.org/Files/kids/pics2/homework.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.jocolibrary.org/Files/kids/pics2/homework.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...turns out that I have homework tonight. I am taking these management classes at work, and they gave us homework! Plus, I got to read this stuff on e-mail etiquette and take 2 quizzes. My manager said that everyone that has e-mail has to do it and that since we are so busy at work, she wants us to do it at home. So I got 2 pieces of homework to do this afternoon...yuck...that's why I didn't go to college because I hate homework...ooh well...at least I am getting some good training out of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note - Lucas got his hair cut yesterday and he looked sooooooo cute at church! Of course he looks good all the time to me! I love you Lucas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115824256123976207?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115824256123976207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115824256123976207&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115824256123976207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115824256123976207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-mean-to-tell-me-i-have-homework.html' title='You mean to tell me I have HOMEWORK?'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115815273505407180</id><published>2006-09-13T08:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T11:35:34.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.davidphelps.com/catKing/David%20Phelps%20Gallery/Solo%20Shots/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.davidphelps.com/catKing/David%20Phelps%20Gallery/Solo%20Shots/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...if ya'll don't know the image above is of one of my all time favorite singers in the world! His name is David Phelps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well, I got an e-mail from my buddy Marie that I used to work with and she has invited me to go with her to a David Phelps Concert in Maryland on October 14th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been to see David Phelps in concert for a long time...so I am really excited.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;YAY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115815273505407180?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115815273505407180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115815273505407180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115815273505407180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115815273505407180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/09/woot.html' title='WOOT!'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115808385805898031</id><published>2006-09-12T13:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T13:58:13.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying too hard...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Does it bother anyone else when you see someone who might be up for promotion, or a better job totally sucking up and trying to hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this one lady at my work who applied for a manager position and ever since then she has been going out of her way to perform her job all the while pretending that she's already a manager. All that I have to say is thank God that I don't work in her department. One should always put their best efforts forward, and prior to the position opening up she was not...if I was a manager I would see through the bull and go for someone who is still doing their job as they where before instead of trying to take over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, here is where Lucas and I will be staying for our honeymoon - It's called Mountain Loft in Gatlingburg...I may have mentioned that before...but oh well...on to the pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what I gather we will be staying in one of the little houses "Villa or Chalet" and not the actual hotel looking part.&lt;a href="http://www.bluegreenonline.com/MS/ResortImages/MTN_E2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bluegreenonline.com/MS/ResortImages/MTN_E2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="232" alt="" src="http://www.bluegreenonline.com/MS/ResortImages/MTN_E2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Villa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another view of the villa:&lt;a href="http://www.bluegreenonline.com/MS/ResortImages/MTN_E30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 369px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="213" alt="" src="http://www.bluegreenonline.com/MS/ResortImages/MTN_E30.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bluegreenonline.com/MS/ResortImages/MTN_E12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 366px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="235" alt="" src="http://www.bluegreenonline.com/MS/ResortImages/MTN_E12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the main part where the pool is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bluegreenonline.com/MS/ResortImages/MTN_E17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="165" alt="" src="http://www.bluegreenonline.com/MS/ResortImages/MTN_E17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aint it pretty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bluegreenonline.com/MS/ResortImages/MTN_E4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 367px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="197" alt="" src="http://www.bluegreenonline.com/MS/ResortImages/MTN_E4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest part about the whole thing is that Greg (The guy who hooked us up with this place) and his wife are going to have to go with us. Yes, you heard me right...they are going with us on our honeymoon. Turns out that you have to be 25 to sign in and well, i'll be 24 and Lucas is younger then me, so Greg has graciously offered to go with us, sign us in and then leave us and he and his wife will stay (Some place else) in Gatlingburg for their vacation. LOL! I love it! I really think that will be good because Greg knows where this place is, and though I have no doubt that Lucas could get us there, it'll be nice to be able to follow him so there will be no worries at all about getting lost!!!&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/17996299-115808385805898031?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115808385805898031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115808385805898031&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115808385805898031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115808385805898031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/09/trying-too-hard.html' title='Trying too hard...'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115764630771143915</id><published>2006-09-07T12:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T14:36:44.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lucas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115764630771143915?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115764630771143915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115764630771143915&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115764630771143915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115764630771143915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115755734268636119</id><published>2006-09-06T11:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T11:42:22.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon Weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.watt-evans.com/weather2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand" height="406" alt="" src="http://www.watt-evans.com/weather2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am entirely engulfed in this new book that I am reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's called Dragon Weather and it's by Lawrence Watt-Evans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about a young boy who looses his family and is sold into slavey in the mines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never ever thought that I would like this type of book, but I an totally into the plot. Infact, as I sit here typing., i'd rather be reading. I had said 100 times over that I would never like this type of book, but once again I was wrong. I figured that a book about mystical creatures would be hard to read, and therefor I would get lost, but it's not and I haven't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am only to page 57 out of 553 and I am already totally hooked. If it had not been for Lucas, I would not have started reading this book, so I must send my thanks and love out to him for that. Yes honey you told me so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;From what I gather from the authors website this is volume 1 in a series of 3 books.  I am already thrilled to think that the story can go on for 2 more books.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.watt-evans.com/dragonweather.html"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to go to the authors website about this book and the others.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, back to work!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115755734268636119?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115755734268636119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115755734268636119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115755734268636119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115755734268636119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/09/dragon-weather_06.html' title='Dragon Weather'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115754842669596665</id><published>2006-09-06T08:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T09:48:55.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel...</title><content type='html'>stu·pid (stpd, sty-) &lt;a class="pronkey" title="Click for guide to symbols." onclick="ahdpop();return false;" href="http://dictionary.reference.com/help/ahd4/pronkey.html"&gt;Pronunciation Key&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="https://secure.reference.com/premium/login.html?rd=2&amp;u=http%3A%2F%2Fdictionary.reference.com%2Fsearch%3Fq%3Dstupid"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;adj. stu·pid·er, stu·pid·est&lt;br /&gt;- Slow to learn or understand; obtuse.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Tending to make poor decisions or careless mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Marked by a lack of intelligence or care; foolish or careless: a stupid mistake.&lt;br /&gt;- Dazed, stunned, or stupefied.&lt;br /&gt;- Pointless;&lt;strong&gt; worthless&lt;/strong&gt;: a stupid job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea...that's how im feeling...just wanted the world to know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115754842669596665?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115754842669596665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115754842669596665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115754842669596665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115754842669596665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-feel.html' title='I feel...'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115685449134133701</id><published>2006-08-29T08:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T08:34:51.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another manic Tuesday?</title><content type='html'>Good Tuesday morning all! Well, Lucas started back to college yesterday - he's a senior! I think I might be a bit more excited about that then he is though...I finished my 1st od 2 long days at work and im in a pleasent mood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this on &lt;a href="http://opinionatedinjerzee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Opinionated's blog&lt;/a&gt;, and I thought that it might be a fun change from the wedding stuff! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GRUB-OLOGY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What is your salad dressing of choice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ceasar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What is your favorite fast food restaurant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chick-fil-A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What is your favorite sit down restaurant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cracker Barrel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;On average, what size tip do you leave at a restaurant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Depends on where we are, but usually around 5 bucks – depending on service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What food could you eat every day for two weeks and not get sick of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Egg Beaters Eggs (Fake eggs just incase ya’ll where wondering). I eat them every day for breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Name three foods you detest above all others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Any of those weird foods that the rich people eat (Fried spiders, ant’s dipped in chocolate…etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What is your favorite dish to order in a Chinese restaurant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chicken with Cashews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What are your pizza toppings of choice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Screw it…just give me the supreme please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What do you like to put on your toast? Butter or fruit spread?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Spray butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What is your favorite type of gum?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anything by Orbit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TECH-OLOGY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Number of contacts in your cell phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Roughly 50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Number of contacts in your email address book?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What is your wallpaper on your computer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Winnie the Pooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What is your screensaver on your computer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Scrolling Marquee that states “Excuse our mess – remodeling” from where we remodeled the kitchen a ½ a year ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Are there naked pictures saved on your computer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How many land line phones do you have in your house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How many televisions are in your house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 – and there are only 4 main rooms! LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What kitchen appliance do you use the least?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Blender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How many sex toys do you own that require batteries?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;None&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BI-OLOGY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What do you consider to be your best physical attribute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eyes…or so I’ve been told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Are you right handed or left handed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do you like your smile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Have you ever had anything removed from your body?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yup – let’s see…broken bone from my ankle (Caused me much pain), wisdom teeth (Well, now I have an excuse for being dumb), extra skin from stomach (Tummy tuck)…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do you prefer to read when you go to the bathroom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No…to distracting…ya have to focus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Which of your five senses do you think is keenest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sight – im a people watcher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When was the last time you had a cavity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Never had one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What is the heaviest item you lift regularly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My butt LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Have you ever been knocked unconscious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No…but I had had the wind knocked out of me on a few occasions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MISC-OLOGY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If it were possible, would you want to know the day you were going to die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Na…it would just give me one more thing to worry about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you could change your first name, what would you change it to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I kinda like my name – it can be professional when I use my real 1st name (Victoria) or my everyday nickname (Torie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How do you express your artistic side?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cooking – I like to bake cakes then decorate them for the person that I am giving it too with all different types of icings and sprinkles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What color do you think you look best in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I like black, but I’ve been told red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How long do you think you could last in a medium security prison?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As long as I am in a cell by myself I think I’d be okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Have you ever swallowed a non-food item by mistake?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Im sure that I’ve ingested some plastic, or foil along the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If we weren't bound by society's conventions, do you have a relative you would make a pass at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Na…there are plenty of fish in the sea that I don’t have to hit on a family member…now if I didn’t realize that they where a family member that’s different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How often do you go to church?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2x a week – Sundays for Sunday school and then service and Wednesdays for choir practice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Have you ever saved someones life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YES! My mom was stuck on 95 in traffic from 3:30 till 9:30!!! I called her from time to time and talked her through it – she said later that w/out me she might have driven her car off the road to get outta the traffic (I think she was being sarcastic though)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Has someone ever saved yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jesus saved me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DARE-OLOGY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For this last section, if you would do it for less or more money, indicate how much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Would you walk naked for a half mile down a public street for $100,000?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As long as I could choose the street and time then yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Would you kiss a member of the same sex for $100?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Again…as long as I could choose the person yes…go kiss your granny and get $100 bucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Would you have sex with a member of the same sex for $10,000?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now that is crossing the line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Would you allow one of your little fingers to be cut off for $200,000?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No…owch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Would you never blog again for $50,000?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heck yea…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Would you pose naked in a magazine for $250,000?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If I could pose like &lt;a href="http://gossip.elliottback.com/2006/06/28/britney-spears-looks-bizarre-in-bazaar/"&gt;Britney Spears&lt;/a&gt;…naked yet nothing showing heck yea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Would you drink an entire bottle of hot sauce for $1000?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do I have a time frame?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Would you, without fear of punishment, take a human life for $1,000,000?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No…money cannot override the guilt that I’d feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Would you shave your head and get your entire body waxed for $5,000?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heck yea…then I could buy a wig for a 100 bucks and still have $4900 left!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115685449134133701?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115685449134133701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115685449134133701&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115685449134133701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115685449134133701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-another-manic-tuesday.html' title='Just another manic Tuesday?'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115670533438327487</id><published>2006-08-27T14:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T15:02:14.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind Door #1, 2 and 3...</title><content type='html'>Well...seems that plans about the honeymoon might have changed once again.  I was told this morning by a very nice guy at church that he could get us a VERY cheap, yet nice honeymoon at 1 of 3 places.  Either Pigeon Forge, TN (The original plan) Shenandoah Crossings (The new plan) or Myrtle Beach (Never in the plans)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pretty much said that hurricane season was in August, so Myrtle Beach is out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also said that the location for Pigeon Forge is beautiful and that was the one that he recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also the Shenandoah one he said was a golfers paradise and well...neither of us are golfers, so I dunno about that one.  Perk - It's close!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish that Pigeon Forge wasn't such a long ways away...but I already told Lucas that we wouldn't go there because I didn't want to travel that far...but I might be changing my mind...thankfully he knows me and seems to let me change my mind as much as I want too...and that's good because I change my mind a LOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno...either way we gotta (or I gotta since I am the one that can never make up my mind) figure it out soon so he can get the ball rolling.  I am just so afraid that once it is rolling that I won't be able to stop it...but I think getting this descided on will help.  One less thing that I have to worry about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115670533438327487?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115670533438327487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115670533438327487&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115670533438327487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115670533438327487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/08/behind-door-1-2-and-3.html' title='Behind Door #1, 2 and 3...'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115625238822767900</id><published>2006-08-22T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T09:13:08.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Well Soon Stacey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.picsearch.com/is?mlRgHliXHlHTd6ZXNxjPPJNH3Vkcfua-rG3Duf-BGyc"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="178" alt="" src="http://images.picsearch.com/is?mlRgHliXHlHTd6ZXNxjPPJNH3Vkcfua-rG3Duf-BGyc" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucas sister and one of my bridesmaids had her wisdom teeth taken out last week...just wanted to send out a get well wish to her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115625238822767900?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115625238822767900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115625238822767900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115625238822767900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115625238822767900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/08/get-well-soon-stacey.html' title='Get Well Soon Stacey!'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115625144329085929</id><published>2006-08-22T08:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T08:57:23.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of plans...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/1/126453681_6ac44c2335_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/61/219989807_69c48956fa_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...i've changed my mind once again...now we are not going to Pigeon Forge, TN for our honeymoon...I think we are going to stay in VA and stay near Luray/Skyline Drive area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucas and I made a day trip there once and went hiking up Hawk's Bill...yes...I hike...not often, but it's so worth it when you get to the top and see all of Gods glory all around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately the day we went it was rainey and cloudy and we couldn't see much of anything, but it was still so nice to be able to just stand there on top of that big moutain and hug him! *Glee!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aah memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The 1st picture shows hawk's bill...it's the one on the right. The 2nd picture is a view from the top!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115625144329085929?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115625144329085929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115625144329085929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115625144329085929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115625144329085929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/08/change-of-plans.html' title='Change of plans...'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115497754319190309</id><published>2006-08-07T14:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T15:07:22.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Theme: DONE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.crystalinks.com/dovesringsline.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 348px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="136" alt="" src="http://www.crystalinks.com/dovesringsline.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...so we decided on a theme...I wasn't originally going to go with a theme, but I think that having one will help with deciding for invitations and such...so as the picture shows - we are using doves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doves are said to be Gods messengers and that is what I would like to think of Lucas and I as - a couple forming to do Gods work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note I got found a bargain this weekend! Well..I didn't find it...my cousin did and told me about it. I went to a local Dollar store and they had circular cut tulle in white - 15 in a pack for a dollar! Also there where these little silver rings with white ribbon (looked like it could be used to tie a favor bag shut) so I pretty much cleaned them out of both! I got enough to make 250+ and it only cost me $30 dollars! I was very happy and it made me even more happy to be able to buy stuff for my wedding!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115497754319190309?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115497754319190309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115497754319190309&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115497754319190309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115497754319190309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/08/theme-done.html' title='Theme: DONE!'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115470671640981734</id><published>2006-08-04T11:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T11:51:56.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LESS THEN A YEAR!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://weddings.theknot.com/weddingwebpage/3262129735351250/3262129735351250_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://weddings.theknot.com/weddingwebpage/3262129735351250/3262129735351250_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As I sit and watch the countdown timer on my blog click down under a year...the following comes to mind....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OMGoodness!!! I AM SO FULL OF ENERGY THAT I COULD JUST BURST! IT IS OFFICIALLY LESS THEN A YEAR TILL I GET HITCHED! I WANT TO DANCE AND CRY AND SCREAM ALL AT THE SAME TIME...MY HEART IS BURSTING WITH HAPPINESS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There...I feel better getting that out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucas is taking me to probably my all time favorite restaurant tonight...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://outback.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Outback Steakhouse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and shhh...don't tell him but I got him something last night when I was out shopping too!!! I think he wants it...I hope that he hasen't ordered it himself online *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is 3 years that we have been dating...how sweet...I haden't even really thought about that, but that's how I descided on the wedding date - get married on the day that we started daying...romantic huh? (STOP GAGGING!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plus on top of it all today is Friday so I have the rest of the weekend to relax and reflect and just be in love with out worrying about work!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115470671640981734?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115470671640981734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115470671640981734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115470671640981734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115470671640981734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/08/less-then-year.html' title='LESS THEN A YEAR!!!'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115445604629276419</id><published>2006-08-01T14:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T14:29:03.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CHEER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/49/128655019_76528ef5cd.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/49/128655019_76528ef5cd.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...so...wow I am like to excited today that I just don't know what to do with myself...so what month and year am I getting married in???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what is today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 1st 2006! We are officially into August and I am so excited...it's like it's all coming into reality that in just a few short days it will be less then a year till I am married!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Lucas at lunch and he said that he's feeling the same excitement too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called mom and she said "How'll you feel a year from now? " I haden't even thought about that but when I did it just upped the excitement scale even more!!! I want to call Lucas back and tell him that part, but I had to come back off of lunch break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait to see him tonight just cause I know I will get that cute smile that just screams I love you...even with out him saying it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115445604629276419?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115445604629276419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115445604629276419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115445604629276419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115445604629276419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/08/cheer.html' title='CHEER!'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115436262009244298</id><published>2006-07-31T12:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T12:17:00.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This made me laugh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://webpages.charter.net/harshec/lego/images/wedding_cake/cake_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://webpages.charter.net/harshec/lego/images/wedding_cake/cake_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give you...the Lego Wedding Cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ones you for Lucas ;)  I love you baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115436262009244298?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115436262009244298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115436262009244298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115436262009244298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115436262009244298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-made-me-laugh_31.html' title='This made me laugh...'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115436250692513564</id><published>2006-07-31T12:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T12:18:21.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lego Wedding Cake 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://webpages.charter.net/harshec/lego/images/wedding_cake/cake_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://webpages.charter.net/harshec/lego/images/wedding_cake/cake_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna slice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115436250692513564?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115436250692513564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115436250692513564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115436250692513564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115436250692513564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/07/lego-wedding-cake-2_31.html' title='Lego Wedding Cake 2'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115436241210242023</id><published>2006-07-31T12:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T12:18:37.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lego Wedding Cake 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://webpages.charter.net/harshec/lego/images/wedding_cake/cake_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://webpages.charter.net/harshec/lego/images/wedding_cake/cake_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The lego bride and groom on top the cake!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115436241210242023?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115436241210242023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115436241210242023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115436241210242023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115436241210242023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/07/lego-wedding-cake-3.html' title='Lego Wedding Cake 3'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115436138671839478</id><published>2006-07-31T11:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T11:56:26.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay okay already...I had an whoopsie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/52/129079272_cabfb50fd8_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/52/129079272_cabfb50fd8_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/images/spaceball.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea...I made a whoopsie! I said on one of my other posts that the wedding ws Aug 4th of 2006. As much as I wish that was true...it is not...It's Aug 4 of 200&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you check out the post you can see where it has been changed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about the confusion...guess Im just really looking forward to getting married and want to hurry it up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115436138671839478?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115436138671839478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115436138671839478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115436138671839478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115436138671839478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/07/okay-okay-alreadyi-had-whoopsie.html' title='Okay okay already...I had an whoopsie'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115410244162705495</id><published>2006-07-28T11:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T12:00:41.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown</title><content type='html'>So next Friday will be the 1 year count down till the wedding.  I am excited and at the same time im kinda like geeze...still another year to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have asked 3 of the 4 ladies that I am going to ask to be my bridesmaids to be in the wedding and all of them have graciously accepted.  I am very glad to have such lovely ladies in my life that want to share this moment with Lucas and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucas mentioned that I am asking people to early, but on the opposite I think I am asking in the correct time.  I mean there is getting them together, fittings, orderings, alterations...yadda yadda yadda...not to mention getting the shoes sent away to be dyed.  (BTW if you know that it doesn't take that long to get that stuff done don't tell me..let me feel like I am on track...thanks!)  Plus asking them a year early gives them time to save money to pay for the dress...HA!  Can't beat that logic now can ya...nope...*cheers self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I called Davids Bridal to see if the &lt;a href="http://davidsbridal.com/images/fashions/full/f06_F11876_HONEYDEW_v2.jpg"&gt;brides maid dress&lt;/a&gt; that I wanted could be special ordered in another color other then the ones it stated it offered on the site and I got a firm, yet polite NO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bummer...guess I will just have to opt for another place to get the bridesmaid dresses.  I do have one place in mind...it's called "I Thee Wed" and it is like 5 minutes from home vs. the 45 minutes it takes to get to my nearest Davids Bridal.   It comes very highly recommended and seems like a nice shop.  I was actually told about the wonders of it from a co-worker (One who is NOT leaving...) who is getting married in September.  Her designer is &lt;a href="http://www.alfredangelo.com/"&gt;Alfred Angelo&lt;/a&gt;.  I checked out his site and it seems like he makes some really nice clothes for some really reasonable prices.  Plus my co-worker said that they ship fast if needed (Not that I need that...heehee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I better get myself off break and back to work.  I'll figure out the dresses I like and post pics later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115410244162705495?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115410244162705495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115410244162705495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115410244162705495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115410244162705495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/07/countdown.html' title='Countdown'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115401459318900823</id><published>2006-07-27T11:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T11:36:33.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Variable Love Profile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivevariablelovetest/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="134" alt="" src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivevariablelovetest/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Propensity for Monogamy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your propensity for monogamy is high.&lt;br /&gt;You find it easy to be devoted and loyal to one person.&lt;br /&gt;And in return, you expect the same from who you love.&lt;br /&gt;Any sign of straying, and you'll end things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience Level:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your experience level is medium.&lt;br /&gt;You probably have had a couple significant loves.&lt;br /&gt;And you may have even had your heart broken.&lt;br /&gt;But you haven't really dated a wide variety of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominance is medium.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be the one with more power.&lt;br /&gt;You aren't a total control freak in relationships..But of course you don't mind getting you way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cynicism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your cynicism is low.&lt;br /&gt;You are an eternal optimist when it comes to love and romance.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many times you've been hurt - you're never bitter.&lt;br /&gt;You believe in one true love, your perfect soulmate.&lt;br /&gt;And if you haven't found true love yet, you know you will soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your independence is low.&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't mean you're dependent in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;It does mean that you don't have any problem sharing your life.&lt;br /&gt;In your opinion, the best part of being in love is being together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivevariablelovetest"&gt;Take The Test Yourself!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115401459318900823?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115401459318900823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115401459318900823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115401459318900823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115401459318900823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/07/5-variable-love-profile.html' title='5 Variable Love Profile'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115342753532337845</id><published>2006-07-20T16:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T11:51:35.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Best, Worst, Last, First, Today, Tomorrow, Favorites, Currently, and True &amp; False</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Best, Worst, Last, First, Today, Tomorrow, Favorites, Currently, and True &amp;amp; False&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stolen from opinionated's blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST:&lt;br /&gt;1. Male friend: Lucas!&lt;br /&gt;2. Female friend: Too many to put here&lt;br /&gt;3. Vacation: Panama City Beach, Florida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORST:&lt;br /&gt;1. Time of day: 8-5 baby&lt;br /&gt;2. Day of the week: That varies from week to week&lt;br /&gt;3. Color crayon: White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST:&lt;br /&gt;1. Person you talked to that goes to your school: Kelly&lt;br /&gt;2. Talked to on the phone: Mommma&lt;br /&gt;3. Text: It’s a tie between Lucas and Aleisha&lt;br /&gt;4. Person who Instant Messaged: Aleisha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY:&lt;br /&gt;1. What are you doing now: Taking a break from work to type this!&lt;br /&gt;2. Wearing: Black dressy top and kacki pants with black pointy toe boots! (I am SO! 1 hot chicka!...lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW:&lt;br /&gt;1. Is: Friday&lt;br /&gt;2. Got any plans: Allergy shots.&lt;br /&gt;3. Goal: Actually make it to work&lt;br /&gt;4. Dislikes about tomorrow: Probably won’t get to see Lucas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE&lt;br /&gt;1. Number: 8&lt;br /&gt;2. Song: At the moment, "1952 Vincent Black Lightning”&lt;br /&gt;3. Color: Purple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY:&lt;br /&gt;1. Missing Someone: YES…lots of people…some aren’t even gone yet&lt;br /&gt;2. Mood: Bleh&lt;br /&gt;3. Wanting: To not have to go to the meeting tonight at church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRUE/FALSE:&lt;br /&gt;I am a cuddler: True.&lt;br /&gt;I am a morning person: Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I am a perfectionist: False&lt;br /&gt;I am an only child: True&lt;br /&gt;I am currently in my pajamas: False…unfortunately&lt;br /&gt;I am currently pregnant: False&lt;br /&gt;I am currently suffering from a broken heart: Not really…just kinda sad about my manager leaving.&lt;br /&gt;I am left handed: False.&lt;br /&gt;I am addicted to Blogging: False&lt;br /&gt;I am online 24/7: False&lt;br /&gt;I am very shy around the opposite gender: False and true&lt;br /&gt;I can be paranoid at times: TRUE!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I currently have a crush on someone: False&lt;br /&gt;I currently regret something that I have done: False&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy country music: True w/the exception of Carrie Underwood…I would rather be gagged then listen to her!&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy smoothies: True&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy talking on the phone: False&lt;br /&gt;I have a hard time paying attention at school/work: True&lt;br /&gt;I have a hidden talent: Not sure?!?&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot to learn: True!&lt;br /&gt;I have a secret that I am ashamed to reveal: False&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGER&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you currently mad at someone? No&lt;br /&gt;2. Which of your friends has the worst temper? None of them…it’s me!!!&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever thrown something at anyone? Yea…nothing that would hurt them though&lt;br /&gt;4. Ever had something thrown at you? Yea…nothing that would hurt me though&lt;br /&gt;5. When you are mad do you prefer to stare angrily or yell and scream? Both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCITEMENT&lt;br /&gt;1. Has anyone ever thrown you a surprise party for you? Yup…when I was real young&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you easily excited? Yes I am&lt;br /&gt;3. What you are most excited about? Small things&lt;br /&gt;4. If you won a million dollars what would be your first thought? I can afford my wedding AND a place to live&lt;br /&gt;5. If you could have anything right now what would it be? A husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELF-DISCOVERY&lt;br /&gt;1. Name: Torie&lt;br /&gt;2. Where were you born? Fredericksburg, Virginia&lt;br /&gt;3. What is your main goal in life? Be happy&lt;br /&gt;4. How do you want to die? In my sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPINIONS&lt;br /&gt;1. Sex before marriage? Nope…*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;2. Gay Marriage? Not even touching this one!&lt;br /&gt;3. Lower the Drinking age? No&lt;br /&gt;4. Recycling? Good thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DREAMS&lt;br /&gt;1. What was your latest dream? I dreamed I had just gotten married and we where trying to leave for our honeymoon and people kept holding us up and I was getting irritated.&lt;br /&gt;2. Have any of your dreams come true? Yes!&lt;br /&gt;3. What was the weirdest dream you've ever had? That I was kidnapped by my biological father (Whom I can’t stand!)…I used to dream that over and over for a week straight every year from the time I can remember till I was about 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Straight, Gay, Bi? Straight&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you have a bf/gf? Does fiance count?&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you have a crush? On my fiance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many beds did you lay in yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;A: 1&lt;br /&gt;Q: What color shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;A: Black&lt;br /&gt;Q: Name one thing that you do everyday?&lt;br /&gt;A: Shower&lt;br /&gt;Q: What color are your walls?&lt;br /&gt;A: Purple – in my room atleast&lt;br /&gt;Q: How much cash do you have on you right now?&lt;br /&gt;A: HAHA…none…well maybe some misc change&lt;br /&gt;Q: I can't wait till?&lt;br /&gt;A: Aug 4 200&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(Look…this is a wedding blog after all!)&lt;br /&gt;Q: When was the last time you saw your dad?&lt;br /&gt;A: This is my moms current husband, not my biological! Yesterday afternoon&lt;br /&gt;Q: What did you have for dinner last night?&lt;br /&gt;A: Macaroni and cheese!&lt;br /&gt;Q: What's the last piece of clothing you borrowed from someone?&lt;br /&gt;A: I think it was a red shirt that I borrowed from Mom for a spirit day at work.&lt;br /&gt;Q: What website(s) do you visit the most during the day?&lt;br /&gt;A: AOL&lt;br /&gt;Q: Does anything hurt on your body right now?&lt;br /&gt;A: Head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER.&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you ever failed a class? Geometry&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you ever sung in front of a crowd? Yup…Frosty the Snowman when I was like 5&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever not taken a shower for 3 days? Yes…we went camping&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever slept with a night light? Yes&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you ever danced in the rain? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever lied? Yeah..........but I can’t keep them…I always feel bad and eventually tell the truth&lt;br /&gt;7. Have you ever had contacts? Grrr…no…I tried to get them last September when I went to the Dr, but apparently my eyes are bad enough for glasses, but not contacts…go figure!&lt;br /&gt;8. Have you ever tripped over something stupid? All the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICK ONE.&lt;br /&gt;1. Samosa, Pakora, Kebab: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;2. Bollywood, Lollywood, Hollywood: Hollywood…I guess…I don’t know what the other stuff is!&lt;br /&gt;3. Love marriage, Arranged marriage: Love Marriage&lt;br /&gt;4. Honeymoon, no moon: Honeymoon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;5. How many kids would u like 1,2, 3+ : 1 or 2&lt;br /&gt;6. Kulfi, Ice cream : Ice cream since I don’t know what kulfi is&lt;br /&gt;7. Shah ruk khan, Orlando Bloom : Hate em' both!&lt;br /&gt;8. Meenar-e-Pakistan, Eiffel Tower : Eiffel Tower&lt;br /&gt;9. Lahore, Khi, Islmbad : again…huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115342753532337845?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115342753532337845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115342753532337845&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115342753532337845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115342753532337845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/07/best-worst-last-first-today-tomorrow.html' title='Best, Worst, Last, First, Today, Tomorrow, Favorites, Currently, and True &amp; False'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115341340910935153</id><published>2006-07-20T12:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T12:37:59.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Honeymoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;/a&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Honeymoon in the USA!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whereshouldyougoonyourhoneymoonquiz/honeymoon-usa.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You and your sweetie want a fun filled honeymoonWithout the hassle of food poisoning or learning a new languageThe USA is perfect for you (even if you already live here)You can kick it at a spa, go to an amusment park, or explore a new city&lt;br /&gt;Suggested destinations: Disneyworld, Vegas, NYC, Napa Valley, Palm Springs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Where&lt;/a&gt; Should You Go On Your Honeymoon?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Perfect! That's our plans anyway...Pigeon Forge Tennessee to be exact after a lot of begging on my part!&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/17996299-115341340910935153?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115341340910935153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115341340910935153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115341340910935153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115341340910935153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/07/honeymoon.html' title='Honeymoon'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115340630360833809</id><published>2006-07-20T10:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T10:38:23.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniel Powter Has Never Said It Better</title><content type='html'>"'Cause ya had a bad day..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really rough day yesterday.  I found out that not 1, not 2, not 3, not 4 but 5 people are leaving from work and I am going to miss them terribly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 - Sarah my manager.  I have been working with Sarah since I came to the QC Department back in June 04.  Sarah recently left on maternity leave and had her daughter Paige.  Sarah is leaving to raise her child, and I don't blame her but everytime I think about her leaving I start crying.  At least I got to cry on Lucas yesterday night.  That made it better.  Sarah has taught me EVERYTHING that I know about QC and her knowledge will be missed!  Sarah has been with the company for 9 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 - Edie the IT/IS Director.  Edie is the person who told me about this job in the 1st place.  Edie and I go to church together and she is a great christian woman.  There is NOBODY who can replace Edie at this company, and she will be missed.  I might just have to submit a ticket everytime I have a problem now...geewiz!  Edie has been with the company for 11 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 - Kelly the client services clerk.  I went to school with Kelly, but I never really knew her till we worked together.  Kelly is a spit-fire with a feisty yet friendly attitude.  Kelly always smiles and has a kind word.  Kelly had been with the company for around 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 - Malika a fellow QA specialist.  Malika is the jokster of the department and is always good for a laugh.  No matter if she is doing the robot or singing off key (On purpose) she is a hard worker and will be missed.  Malika has been here around 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 - Arnie the guy from the ITT on the 3rd floor.  I met Arnie when I was going downstairs with a lady from my department on her smoke break.  Arnie is never afraid to tell his opinion, and is very complimentative.  Arnie tries to be a hard tail, but he's an ol' softy!  Not sure how long he's been with his company...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I heard that I think another one of the ladies from out group is supposed to be turning in her 2 weeks soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're dropping like flies people!  Nothing out of the ordinary is wrong, just lots of changes and sometimes they are hard to take.  Nothing I can't handle, just gotta get through it and roll on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115340630360833809?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115340630360833809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115340630360833809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115340630360833809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115340630360833809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/07/daniel-powter-has-never-said-it-better.html' title='Daniel Powter Has Never Said It Better'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115262163772190143</id><published>2006-07-11T08:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T08:41:17.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://zales.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pZALE1-2219887t240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://zales.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pZALE1-2219887t240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I never thought about posting picture of my ring before! It's gorgous and I am very happy with it - it's simple, but that's how I like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a description:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zales Signature Collection® This 18K gold solitaire engagement ring has one round diamond set in a 6-prong platinum mounting. Zales Signature diamonds include an official IGI appraisal. Your unique appraisal number confirms the quality of your diamond and is laser-inscribed directly on the Zales Signature solitaire and inscribed in the setting of the earrings and rings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115262163772190143?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115262163772190143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115262163772190143&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115262163772190143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115262163772190143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/07/ring.html' title='The Ring'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115262122180987669</id><published>2006-07-11T08:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T08:33:41.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Keith and Nicole</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.timeinc.net/people/i/2006/gallery/nkidman/nicole_kidman10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.timeinc.net/people/i/2006/gallery/nkidman/nicole_kidman10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.ent4.yimg.com/et.tv.yahoo.com/lib/images/celebs/2006/06/25/163_nkidman-"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are Keith and Nicole - just for reference to the other post and since it is a wedding shot and this is currently a wedding blog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow how different they look - He being tan and gruff and she being pale and innocent looking...I wish them good luck anyways!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115262122180987669?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115262122180987669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115262122180987669&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115262122180987669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115262122180987669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/07/keith-and-nicole.html' title='Keith and Nicole'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115262092335571296</id><published>2006-07-11T08:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T08:28:43.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://us.ent4.yimg.com/et.tv.yahoo.com/lib/images/celebs/2006/06/25/163_nkidman-"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.urbanintensity.com/keithShots/gr06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.urbanintensity.com/keithShots/gr06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have been attempting to grow out my hair, so that I can put it up for the wedding in whatever style I like right? Well, I am not one to just let my hair sit and be frumpy - I must...no...I CRAVE new styles. So I went with Mom to her hairsylest for a new style. I told the lady that I wanted to leave it long, but I didn't really care what the style was. Well, when she finished it was GORGEOUS! It was fluffed and flipped and gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I had to style it on my own my next day, but I did pretty good and it half way resembled what she had done. I was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh this morning...I ran out of time and the only thing that I had time to do was dry it. I not realize that my hairstyle looks exactly like Keith Urban - the country singer who just married Nicole Kidman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don't get me wrong - I still like the cut, but I am just thankful that I have over a year to grow it back out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115262092335571296?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115262092335571296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115262092335571296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115262092335571296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115262092335571296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-new-haircut.html' title='My New Haircut'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115255354776852394</id><published>2006-07-10T13:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T13:47:51.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Keys to Your Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;/a&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;What'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Are The Keys To Your Heart?&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/17996299-115255354776852394?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115255354776852394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115255354776852394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115255354776852394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115255354776852394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/07/keys-to-your-heart.html' title='The Keys to Your Heart'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115254514692899644</id><published>2006-07-10T11:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T12:03:22.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bridesmaids Dresses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.davidsbridal.com/db/itv3.xml?cmp-image=t,/db/8480_dress.fpx&amp;cmp-"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://davidsbridal.com/images/fashions/full/f06_F11876_HONEYDEW_v2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://davidsbridal.com/images/fashions/full/f06_F11876_HONEYDEW_v2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think I may have found my brides maids dresses at Davids Bridal. The only problem is...they don't make them in the color that I want.&lt;br /&gt;I really love the design of this dress, but they don't make it in the color that I want (Pool). I may have to ask them if they can be special ordered in another color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did see that I could get a skirt/top combo that looks similar to this in the color I want, so maybe I will go that way. Thankfully I have a lot of time to descide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, Lucas Mom and family are very good as sewing and have offered to make the dresses if need be and if it is cheaper, so I always have that option, but the way I figure, I need to figure it out ASAP so that they can have penty of time to make the dresses (Just a little over a year left!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me know...what do you think of this dress?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115254514692899644?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115254514692899644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115254514692899644&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115254514692899644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115254514692899644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/07/bridesmaids-dresses.html' title='Bridesmaids Dresses'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115089325283349712</id><published>2006-06-21T08:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T08:34:12.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY DID THE CHICKEN CROSS THE ROAD?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Non wedding post!  I got this from a friend and it made me giggle!  Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DR. PHIL:&lt;/strong&gt;  The problem we have here is that this chicken won't realize that he must first deal with the problem on "THIS" side of the road before it goes after the problem on the "OTHER SIDE" of the road. What we need to do is help him realize how stupid he's acting by not taking on his "CURRENT" problems before adding "NEW" problems.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OPRAH:&lt;/strong&gt;  Well I understand that the chicken is having problems, which is why he  wants to cross this road so badly. So instead of having the chicken learn from  his mistakes and take falls, which are a part of life, I'm going to give this chicken a car so that he can just drive across the road and not live his life like the rest of the chickens.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GEORGE W BUSH:&lt;/strong&gt;  We don't really care why the chicken crossed the road. We just want to know if the chicken is on our side of the road, or not. The chicken is either against us, or for us. There is no middle ground here.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DONALD RUMSFELD:&lt;/strong&gt;  Now to the left of the screen, you can clearly see the satellite image of the chicken crossing the road.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANDERSON COOPER/CNN:&lt;/strong&gt;  We have reason to believe there is a chicken, but we have not yet been allowed to have access to the other side of the road.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JOHN KERRY:&lt;/strong&gt;  Although I voted to let the chicken cross the road, I am now against it! It was the wrong road to cross, and I was misled about the chicken's intentions. I am for it now, and will remain against it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUDGE JUDY:&lt;/strong&gt;  That chicken crossed the road because he's GUILTY! You can see it in his eyes and the way he walks.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAT BUCHANAN:&lt;/strong&gt;  To steal the job of a decent, hardworking American.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MARTHA STEWART: &lt;/strong&gt; No one called me to warn me which way that chicken was going. I had a standing order at the Farmer's Market to sell my eggs when the price  dropped to a certain level. No little bird gave me any insider information.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DR. SEUSS:&lt;/strong&gt;  Did the chicken cross the road? Did he cross it with a toad? Yes, the chicken crossed the road, but why it crossed I've not been told.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ERNEST HEMINGWAY:&lt;/strong&gt;  To die in the rain. Alone.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JERRY FALWELL:&lt;/strong&gt;  Because the chicken was gay! Can't you people see the plain truth in front of your face? The chicken was going to the "other side." That's why they call it the "other side. Yes, my friends, that chicken is gay.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GRANDPA:&lt;/strong&gt;  In my day we didn't ask why the chicken crossed the road. Somebody told us the chicken crossed the road, and that was good enough.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BARBARA WALTERS: &lt;/strong&gt; Isn't that interesting? In a few moments, we will be listening to the chicken tell, for the first time, the heart warming story of how it experienced a serious case of molting, and went on to accomplish its life long dream of crossing the road.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JOHN LENNON:&lt;/strong&gt;  Imagine all the chickens in the world crossing roads together - in peace.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARISTOTLE:&lt;/strong&gt;  It is the nature of chickens to cross the road.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BILL GATES:&lt;/strong&gt;  I have just released eChicken2005, which will not only cross roads, but  will  lay eggs, file your important documents, and balance your check book. Internet explorer is an integral part of eChicken. The Platform is much  more  stable and will never cra...#@&amp;&amp;amp;^( C \... (reboot).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALBERT EINSTEIN:&lt;/strong&gt;  Did the chicken really cross the road, or did the road move beneath the chicken?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BILL CLINTON:&lt;/strong&gt;  I did not cross the road with THAT chicken. What is your definition of chicken?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AL GORE:&lt;/strong&gt;  I invented the chicken!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COLONEL SANDERS:&lt;/strong&gt;  Did I miss one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115089325283349712?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115089325283349712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115089325283349712&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115089325283349712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115089325283349712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/06/why-did-chicken-cross-road.html' title='WHY DID THE CHICKEN CROSS THE ROAD?'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115081929726377059</id><published>2006-06-20T11:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T12:01:37.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Theknot.com Website</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://weddings.theknot.com/pwp/view/co_main.aspx?coupleid=3262129735351250"&gt;http://weddings.theknot.com/pwp/view/co_main.aspx?coupleid=3262129735351250&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://www.theknot.com/ourwedding/VictoriaBlankenbaker&amp;LucasAylor" target="new"&gt;http://www.theknot.com/ourwedding/VictoriaBlankenbaker&amp;amp;LucasAylor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on...check it out!  Lucas and I created this to tell people a tad more about our wedding and us.  There isn't that much there yet, but hopefully there will be in the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what you think (Lucas designed it...isn't he talented!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115081929726377059?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115081929726377059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115081929726377059&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115081929726377059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115081929726377059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/06/theknotcom-website.html' title='Theknot.com Website'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115074962663565483</id><published>2006-06-19T16:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T16:53:32.870-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Back! (I hope!)</title><content type='html'>Hi people! Wow...I haven't posted a whole lot in the last few months huh? Well ready or not im back and better then ever! Maybe I can convince Lucas to post some too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think I am going to change the theme of this blog once again...Wedding themed since that is one of the main things that I am focusing on at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I haven't been updating in a while...I had surgery and that is what I will use as an excuse! So I went to the Dr. last thursday and she said that I was ready to go back to the gym..yippy freakin dah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been too busy, but I have started wedding planning and that's fun. It's a bit frusterating also because it's so far ahead of time that I can't do a lot yet *Grumble* So far here is what I have done:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding Location - Church&lt;br /&gt;Wedding Reception Location - Church&lt;br /&gt;Colors - Bright Blue and Silver&lt;br /&gt;Bridesmaids Picked Out - Only kinda asked 1 so far though...3 more to go!&lt;br /&gt;Guest List Made - Haven't made cuts yet though...sob&lt;br /&gt;Time - 10:00 AM!&lt;br /&gt;Reception Menu - Bruch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what I am tacking next:&lt;br /&gt;Honeymoon Location - I want to go to Gatlinburg Tennessee and Lucas wants to go somewhere closer...if you know anything good about Gatlinburg or Pigeon Forge post it to help me convince him that we should go there!&lt;br /&gt;Housing - Definetly one of the most important things to figure out, but some of these things take time!&lt;br /&gt;Wedding Dress - Where do I even start? I went to David's Bridal where I was informed with 1 glance that I should get a size "bigger" that what I has stated I wore (Hmph!)&lt;br /&gt;Brides maid Dresses - I know what I want, but I am still trying to figure out if Lucas Mom can make them, or if I should get them to just buy um.&lt;br /&gt;Tux Style - Haven't even touched this one!&lt;br /&gt;Special Music - I know I want it, but what song and what person?&lt;br /&gt;1st Dance Song - I know what I want and I know what Lucas wants and unfortunately it's not the same...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115074962663565483?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115074962663565483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115074962663565483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115074962663565483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115074962663565483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-back-i-hope.html' title='Im Back! (I hope!)'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-115020464670306693</id><published>2006-06-13T08:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T16:27:48.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Things You Might Not Know About Me</title><content type='html'>1. I am terrified of spiders! I am scared to the point that I won't kill them because I don't want to get that close to them...I also don't want to hear the crunch. Yuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I went to Disney World when I was 6. The only thing that I really remember from that was going on the Dumbo ride with Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I take pride in myself for working in a position at work where you are usually marked as hated, but I am not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I took a cruise to Cozumel, Mexico in February of 2005 where I learned that I get really sea sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I cannot keep cash because I will spend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I am 23 and I have been admited to 5 different hospitals. Old Mary Washington, New Mary Washington, MCV, Potomac, and St. Mary's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I haven't had a soda since December of 2003. I miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I fear being caught doing anything that I shouldn't and this is why I hardly ever get in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I truly belive that the 3rd time is a charm beacuse I have only had 3 boyfriends, and the 3rd one is now my fiance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I reside in Fredericksburg, Virginia and the farthest north I have been is Pennsylvania, the farthest south I have been in Florida, the farthest West I have been is Mexico and the farthest East I have been is VA Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you Lucas!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-115020464670306693?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/115020464670306693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=115020464670306693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115020464670306693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/115020464670306693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/06/10-things-you-might-not-know-about-me.html' title='10 Things You Might Not Know About Me'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-114789687354893366</id><published>2006-05-17T15:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T16:14:33.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Things</title><content type='html'>5 things in my fridge&lt;br /&gt;1. Strawberries&lt;br /&gt;2. Turkey Pepperoni&lt;br /&gt;3. Fat Free Shredded Cheese&lt;br /&gt;4. Whole Grain Bagles&lt;br /&gt;5. "I can't believe its not Butter" Spray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things in my closet&lt;br /&gt;1. Shoes&lt;br /&gt;2. Video Equipment&lt;br /&gt;3. Keyboard w/Stand&lt;br /&gt;4. Old Dresses that are mostly to big now&lt;br /&gt;5. The clothes that my Mom washed for me yesterday (What a lovely suprise)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things in my purse&lt;br /&gt;1. Checkbook&lt;br /&gt;2. Cellphone&lt;br /&gt;3. Nicholas Sparks Book (Varies - but at the moment it's "The Guardian")&lt;br /&gt;4. Keys&lt;br /&gt;5. YMCA Pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things in my car&lt;br /&gt;1. CD's&lt;br /&gt;2. Windshield Sun Visor Thingy&lt;br /&gt;3. Half Empty Waterbottle&lt;br /&gt;4. Lucas Birthday Gifts&lt;br /&gt;5. Fix-a-Flat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you Lucas...Happy 21st!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-114789687354893366?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/114789687354893366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=114789687354893366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114789687354893366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114789687354893366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/05/5-things.html' title='5 Things'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-114432651374854648</id><published>2006-04-06T08:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T09:30:08.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a lovely day...</title><content type='html'>Good Morning, Good Afternoon, Good Evening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling good today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had a wonderful birthday! I got a couple CD's, a GBA game (Sims 2 - LOVE IT!!!) money, and some other random stuff!!! I love everything that I got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my surgery is Monday!!! It's getting close now...the butterflies are starting to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow - lots of exclemation points this morning! That must mean that im happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think im actually going to drag mysellf to the gym tonight - I have an appointment there tomorrow which just made me realize just now that I will need to go get my shots on my lunch break tomorrow...that should be interesting...trying to get up rt 3 on a Friday...maybe if I go around my usual time of 2 it won't be so crowded...either way I have to get it done! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I better get outta here and get to work!!! I hope that you all have a good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you Lucas!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-114432651374854648?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/114432651374854648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=114432651374854648&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114432651374854648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114432651374854648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-lovely-day.html' title='What a lovely day...'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-114416050571295262</id><published>2006-04-04T10:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T10:21:45.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!</title><content type='html'>Today is my 23rd birthday...I am officially 3 years older then my fiance Lucas (But only for a month or so...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day everyone - I know I will!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you Lucas...even if you didn'ty give me a shout out on your blog for my birthday...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-114416050571295262?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/114416050571295262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=114416050571295262&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114416050571295262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114416050571295262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-114320766120281469</id><published>2006-03-24T08:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T08:41:01.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Groan</title><content type='html'>Okay so I was feeling pretty bad yesterday, so I sacrificed going to see Lucas and went home to rest and rest I did.  I went to bed at 5:30 yesterday evening and did not get out till 6:30 this morning...I feel much better this morning though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet in my sicken state I descided to check read the stack of mail that was piled on my bed.  Well, turns out that the allergy shots that I have been getting are going to cost me $60 bucks a session!  At 2 sessions a week im thinking heck no!  So I suppose that I am going to tell them that I wish to continue being treated for my asthma through them, but the shots have to stop...I been feeling icky ever since I started getting them anyway...they haven't changed anything...my asthma is better but that's due to the inhaler that I was prescribed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I have an appointment Monday at the YMCA to renew my membership...at this point I am thinking I might not renew because I could really use that money to put back into my savings account from where I am getting my surgery which will drain my savings account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I am getting married in a little over a year and I need to hord my money from here on out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think life is hitting a tad hard at the moment...but nothing I can't get through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the flip side I am getting off early from work today!!!  YAY!!!  Yet the reason is because I have to go give a blood donation in preparation for my surgery.  I will gladly give blood to get off work though...not a problem.  Plus Lucas is taking me, so that should be fun fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope that you all have a wonderful day and a lovely weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you Lucas...see ya later!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-114320766120281469?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/114320766120281469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=114320766120281469&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114320766120281469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114320766120281469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/03/groan.html' title='Groan'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-114303696441384144</id><published>2006-03-22T09:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T09:16:04.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Headache...</title><content type='html'>Okay...this is the 3rd morning that I have taken my iron pill and the 3rd morning that I have gotten this horrible headache...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't really feel like typing...the more I look at the computer screen the worse it hurts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that you all feel better then I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you Lucas)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-114303696441384144?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/114303696441384144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=114303696441384144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114303696441384144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114303696441384144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/03/headache.html' title='Headache...'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-114295298786289654</id><published>2006-03-21T09:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T10:37:38.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brrrrrrrr....</title><content type='html'>It is absolutely FREEZING at my work this morning! It got warm for like 2 days and they turned the AC up and I think they forgot to turn it back down. It's so cold that the computers are running slower because they can't warm up...it's so cold that we opened the fridge to warm up the place I mean geeze...even the coffee didn't warm me up this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a questions - Had anyone ever taken iron pills? Do they give you or can they give you a headache? Ever since I started taking them I have had this nasty headache...just wanting to make sure that nothing is wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess it's to the gym again tonight. I need to call and make an appointment with the lady there to renew my membership...I hope that she doesn't raise the price because I might have to decline renewal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also go get my shots today - joy of joys...I told Lucas yesterday that going to get them is really getting old quick! Each time it get's a little worse and I get the sniffles a little worse...so by this afternoon I should feel nasty...heachache and a messed up nose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I give you a good reason to get up earlier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A man went to the doctor and complained that he had the most terrible constipation.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The doctor examined him and then gave him a prescription for some tablets to be taken last thing at night. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 weeks later the patient returned for a check-up and the doctor asked him how his constipation was.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The doctor was rather surprised when the man gloomily answered that the pills worked fine and that he went every morning at 7.30.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"So why the long face?" asked the doctor." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because I don't get up until 8 o'clock ! ! !" replied the patient.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yikes! I would certainly be getting up earlier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that you all have a good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Lucas I am not going to steal your jokes blog idea...I promise! I just got that one and thought that it was funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you LUUUUUUUUUUUUCAS!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-114295298786289654?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/114295298786289654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=114295298786289654&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114295298786289654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114295298786289654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/03/brrrrrrrr.html' title='Brrrrrrrr....'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-114286974219885016</id><published>2006-03-20T10:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T10:49:02.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hyprocrite</title><content type='html'>Feeling a bit like a hypocrite this morning.  I used to think that the soup at hand things from campbells where stupid and lazy...but as I sit at my desk sipping one which is perfectly legal because it is a lidded container I now regreat those words.  Tomato is the best...yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got a new cell phone yesterday...I have yet to recieve a call on it yet...other then Lucas calling me on our sunday school teachers phone while I was sitting right there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am not very interesting this morning so I think i'll stop and move on.  For real entertainment go to &lt;a href="http://lucas6561.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lucas&lt;/a&gt; blog...it's fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you Lucas)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-114286974219885016?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/114286974219885016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=114286974219885016&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114286974219885016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114286974219885016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/03/hyprocrite.html' title='Hyprocrite'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-114263177368982235</id><published>2006-03-17T16:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T16:42:53.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Movies</title><content type='html'>Here is a list of some of my favorite movies (Not in any particular order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Save the Last Dance&lt;br /&gt;2. Remember the Titans&lt;br /&gt;3. A Knights Tale&lt;br /&gt;4. Starwars 1, 2, 3, 5, and 6 (Yea I know im missing #4...that one wasn't the best)&lt;br /&gt;5. Lord of the Rings 1, 2 and 3&lt;br /&gt;6. Beauty and the Beast&lt;br /&gt;7. Smokey and the Bandit&lt;br /&gt;8. Charlotte's Web (Mom always makes me turn it off before Charlotte dies because it makes her cry really really hard!)&lt;br /&gt;9. The Princess Bride (As you wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiish...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's about it for now.  I'll probably be adding more as I think of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let me know what your favorite movie is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you Lucas)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-114263177368982235?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/114263177368982235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=114263177368982235&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114263177368982235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114263177368982235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/03/great-movies.html' title='Great Movies'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-114243159267267246</id><published>2006-03-15T08:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T09:13:22.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'>IM BACK!</title><content type='html'>Well...actually I never left...I just got lazy and didn't feel like updating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has happened since the last time that I updated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabin fever was a blast! I had a great time, but I think the best time that I had was the moment that I got home and drove over to Lucas and I saw the smile on his face when he saw me! That was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am having surgery on April10th, so I might have a bit of a lapse in time during that time also...it's a surgery that I sorta am choosing to have, but I am very excited that I have been given the opertunity to have this surgery, with my insurance covering it...ooh...it's a tummy tuck BTW...heehee...guess I should have mentioned that earlier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't told a whole lot of people about it yet...only a few at church and the ladies that I work with...who are all very excited for me :) I will tell my church, just not yet...soon though...very soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I meant to tell Mrs. McKinney last Wednesday, but I forgot...she is a great lady and I look up to her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I best be gettin' to work! Hope that everyone has a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you Lucas)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-114243159267267246?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/114243159267267246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=114243159267267246&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114243159267267246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114243159267267246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-back.html' title='IM BACK!'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-114143036460423421</id><published>2006-03-03T18:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T18:59:24.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Midst of Cabin Fever</title><content type='html'>Well today is Friday and Cabin Fever has officially opened the flood gates.  There are lots of people here, but I think that there where more people here last year...still there are plenty of people here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet with all the people that are here, my favorite person Lucas is not...I'll see him again Sunday I guess...he seems to be enjoying his time along with out anyone...including ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I am the only one on the "I really miss and want to see him boat"  Maybe he's just putting a front on though...or not wanting to admit that he misses me terribly and cries all day when I am not around...yea that's it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he also doesn't like the fact that I don't normally laugh at his jokes...stuff that he finds hillarious is just not that funny to me...yet I am glad that he finds humor in stuff when I don't...maybe we even each other out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think that I am going to sign out and so listen to some more music...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that you all have a good weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you Lucas)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-114143036460423421?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/114143036460423421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=114143036460423421&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114143036460423421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114143036460423421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/03/in-midst-of-cabin-fever.html' title='In the Midst of Cabin Fever'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-114113392863128908</id><published>2006-02-28T08:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T08:38:48.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cabin Fever Countdown (2 Days till we leave)</title><content type='html'>Ah yes...2 days till we leave for Cabin Fever!  So much to do and so little time.  I think the hardest part is packing...struggling to think if you remembered everything...listening to Dad joke about "You packed like you're not coming back"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to move to Florida (Lucas...pick yourself up off the ground honey...) The homes there are really cheap, yet nice....like the homes that go for 250-300 grand here go for under 100 down there...in fact most people's rent here is more then the mortgage payments that you have there...shooooot...tan all day...warm nights...only 10 hurricanes a year (Yes I thought about that) im there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, guess I better roll out even though it is the end of the month and there is little to nothing to do at work...the sad thing is our managers even know it and just tell us to search around and try to find something to do and if we can't just look busy...LOL...I think I have a ghetto job...but it's better then no job I suppose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one everybody!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-114113392863128908?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/114113392863128908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=114113392863128908&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114113392863128908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114113392863128908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/02/cabin-fever-countdown-2-days-till-we.html' title='Cabin Fever Countdown (2 Days till we leave)'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-114105385095182906</id><published>2006-02-27T10:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T10:24:11.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cabin Fever Countdown (3 Days till we leave)</title><content type='html'>We leave for Cabin Fever this Thursday morning...YAY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cabinfeverpickinparty.com/"&gt;http://cabinfeverpickinparty.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda neat because the guy (Earl Banton) that organizes it was once in a bluegrass gospel group that Lucas Dad was in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that plans have changed a slight bit though.  Mom and I where going to ride with Grampa and his significant other so that Mom would have have to ride home by herself, since I thought that I was riding home with Lucas, but since he isn't going we can drive ourselves...this I am glad of (The fact that we can drive ourselves not that Lucas isn't going) because they are older and I don't enjoy their driving conversation (Prostates are one of my grampas favorite subjects)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is going to be bluegrass everywhere and every-which-a-way that you go.  It is a fun time and Grampa usually get's to be the center of attention where ever he goes..plus the fact that Shelby (Oh...that's his significant other's name) can yodel so loud that small children shiver and the hotel vibrates!  (Perhaps I stretched that a tad...but she can sing loud)  But don't get me wrong...if you like yodeling she is something not to be missed...she is a great singer...perhaps if she learned a few more songs though...(Smacks self to stop while I am ahead)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I better get to working...short week and better get done all I can while I can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you Lucas)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-114105385095182906?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/114105385095182906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=114105385095182906&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114105385095182906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114105385095182906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/02/cabin-fever-countdown-3-days-till-we.html' title='Cabin Fever Countdown (3 Days till we leave)'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-114070857048309324</id><published>2006-02-23T10:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T10:29:30.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Colors Pole</title><content type='html'>Next year (August 4, 2006) I am getting married.  I am having a hard time picking my colors.  I have had some ideas, but I cann't descide and I really want to descide so that I can get started picking stuff up. Please vote for your favorite wedding colors:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Red/Gold&lt;br /&gt;b. Navy Blue/Silver&lt;br /&gt;c. Lavender/Pale Yellow&lt;br /&gt;d. Orangie-Red&lt;br /&gt;e. Other (Please let me know what other is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you Lucas and I expect a vote from you...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-114070857048309324?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/114070857048309324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=114070857048309324&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114070857048309324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114070857048309324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/02/wedding-colors-pole.html' title='Wedding Colors Pole'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-114061828995815407</id><published>2006-02-22T09:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T09:24:49.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's the snow?</title><content type='html'>Didn't the local weather man promise us snow in my area this morning?  Well, I certainly see rain and perhaps a little bit of snow, but you have to look really hard to see it...I expected that it wouldn't snow because the temperature is to warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my finger is better this morning, but it still hurts under the nail...what a nasty spot to get a burn...I suppose that I am asking for trouble by bringing more soup for lunch today..at least I have learned to be more careful when I am carrying it.  The warnings that they put on there about it being hot are very true...I can vouch for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick update on Pea - He is very sore and it seems that his spirit is broken, but I think that is expected...(Mom says that I still have to call him peanut, I offered pea-no-nuts, but she said no...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day and wish me luck remembering not to use my burnt finger to type!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you Lucas)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-114061828995815407?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/114061828995815407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=114061828995815407&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114061828995815407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114061828995815407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/02/wheres-snow.html' title='Where&apos;s the snow?'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-114054233840939484</id><published>2006-02-21T12:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T12:18:58.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Owie...</title><content type='html'>So I burned my finger...pretty bad at work when I was on break...I was removing my soup from the microwave and somehow it tipped and spilled all over my hand, but the brunt of it was taken out on my middle finger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so the burn might not be that bad, but it does hurt something fierce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that ya'll are having a better day so far then me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I Love You Lucas)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-114054233840939484?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/114054233840939484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=114054233840939484&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114054233840939484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114054233840939484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/02/owie.html' title='Owie...'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-114046236312291042</id><published>2006-02-20T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T14:06:03.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee Headache Almost Gone :)</title><content type='html'>Okay, so after a nice lunch I am feeling better and the no-caffeine heacache seems to be wearing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noone has heard from the vet's too see how Pea's surgery went, but Mom said that she would call my cell and leave a message as soon as she heard something.  He has to stay overnight, so I am hoping that he get's some rest as he starts to recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is at peace at the moment because both of out watch dogs are in a meeting.  Training of some sort, so even though we where not doing anything wrong, it still feels like we can breath when neither of them are watching us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, guess I better run...hope that you all are having a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you Lucas)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-114046236312291042?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/114046236312291042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=114046236312291042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114046236312291042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114046236312291042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/02/coffee-headache-almost-gone.html' title='Coffee Headache Almost Gone :)'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-114044667878949380</id><published>2006-02-20T09:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T10:04:34.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Need of Coffee</title><content type='html'>No coffee this morning...&lt;br /&gt;Cursed people who invented coffee...&lt;br /&gt;Blessed people who invented tylenol so my withdrawl headache doesn't hurt as bad...&lt;br /&gt;Gosh im sleepy..&lt;br /&gt;They make nicorette for people who are addicted to nicotine, so why isn't there a cofforette for people who are addicted to coffee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note our newest dog Peanut has surgery today...he's not going to be a happy camper this afternoon...yea...he's going in for the big one...guess we'll have to change his name to Pea...cause there taking off the rest...Dad almost cried for the dog last night...guess it's a guy thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you Lucas)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-114044667878949380?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/114044667878949380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=114044667878949380&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114044667878949380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114044667878949380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/02/in-need-of-coffee.html' title='In Need of Coffee'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-114000838727472305</id><published>2006-02-15T07:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T10:05:10.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Quick update - Benadryl knocked me out last night but I am feeling better this morning. Got an appointment at 6 this afternoon, then acteens and choir practice...busy day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you Lucas!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-114000838727472305?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/114000838727472305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=114000838727472305&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114000838727472305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/114000838727472305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/02/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-113992304239898523</id><published>2006-02-14T08:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T10:05:23.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day!!!</title><content type='html'>Wow...Febuary 14th already! What a lovely Valentines Day this has been already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday after Lucas and I went to the gym we went back to his house and he suprised me with a dozen gorgeous red roses (My absolute FAVORITE!) and a awesome cookbook with low fat and fairly easy to make recipes. I swear sometimes I feel like I don't deserve him...he is so good to me. He makes Valtentines Day even better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this morning Tia gave us all a pink tulip and chocolate (No chocolate for me) It is so pretty and smells great! They would make a nice wedding bouquet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to dress down today at work if we wore pink/white or red/white and I chose pink...there is also a contest for the most spirited valentine. This awesome little black guy that works here dressed like cupid (Very open with his life style also...) complete with the skirt (even if cupid didn't wear a skirt..but any excuse to wear one ya know...), rosy red cheeks and wings...he is too cute! I am sure that he would have brought arrows, but he would have gotten fired due to the policies around here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I better get going. I hope that you all have a wonderful Valentines Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you Lucas!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-113992304239898523?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/113992304239898523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=113992304239898523&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113992304239898523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113992304239898523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentines Day!!!'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-113984421728313829</id><published>2006-02-13T10:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T10:06:01.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Comprendo Espanol?</title><content type='html'>Como Esta? Mi? Muy bien, y tu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty sure that that is spanish for How are you, Me? Very good, and you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all I remember from spanish class...I wasn't a model student in spanish like Titus was in Latin...I barely scrapped by with a C...my spanish name was Ana though...I liked that name...I play a game where my name is Tika and I like that better....yet most people know me by Torie...and I like that just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow is Valentines Day! The day that Hallmark, Russel Stovers, and flourists make a mint selling their goods to lovers of all sorts...I am going to get gushy for a moment...Feb 15th was Lucas and our 1st kiss...I was intending it to be on Valentines Day, but out of sheer shyness from both parties it didn't happen till a bit after 12 AM...it was still special though and I will never forget it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I got for now! Hope that you all have a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you Lucas - See ya at the gym!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-113984421728313829?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/113984421728313829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=113984421728313829&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113984421728313829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113984421728313829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/02/no-comprendo-espanol.html' title='No Comprendo Espanol?'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-113949674839981318</id><published>2006-02-09T09:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T10:06:41.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life + Lucas = :)</title><content type='html'>Yes, I have once again changed the title of my blog once again. I heard that someone descibed my blog as a love letter and I thought that it was awesome, so there is it...Love letters to Superman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose that I just can't help talking about how much I love Lucas, because of the fact that I do love him to much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole life is like a huge love letter book. Each day a new page begins and Lucas fills it with so much love, that my book is bursting at the seems - Yet at the same time he keeps me grounded when I off in space. Then even still he makes me feel like I am floating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is such a wonderful thing and I am so blessed to have such a true and pure love with Lucas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note - I need help. During the winter my lips get really chapped. I need something that will help, that will stay on...even when I drink my coffee, and that isn't so sticky...Up to this point I have tried chap-stick (Not sticky, but I always seem to loose it or wash it though) clinique (Great moisture, but get's on my teeth and my coffee cup and neither of those are good looks to me), clinique repariwear intenise treatment ($$$ and I think chap stick works just as well - Don't worry Lucas I didn't pay for it but Mom about had a stroke when she found out how much she payed for it) and neosporin lip treatment (Tastes like lemon cake to me...but coffee takes it off in no time flat) I am open to suggestions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, isnt it wierd how things work...somehow the moment that I put hand lotion and get it rubbed in good is the same moment that I have to use the bathroom (Mr. Rawlings and I had an arguemnt over whether it was bathroom or restroom...I said that because I love in the south we call it a bathroom...he said that he's lived in the south longer then me and it's called a restroom...so I said "WELL THAT'S WHAT I CALL IT!....grrrrrrr....) and after I "go" I have to wash my hands and it all get's washed off...this happenes everytime...I guess I just have poor timing, but it's like rubbing my hands causes to me have to pee...very odd (Just like me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess i'll sign off now...I hope that you all have a wonderful day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you Lucas - My reason for being)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-113949674839981318?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/113949674839981318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=113949674839981318&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113949674839981318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113949674839981318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/02/life-lucas.html' title='Life + Lucas = :)'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-113940575301492769</id><published>2006-02-08T08:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T10:07:28.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>E-Mails of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And now I bring you...e-mails of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;True Friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl asked a guy if he thought she was pretty, He said...no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked him if he would want to be with her forever... and he said no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then asked him if she were to leave would he cry, and once again he replied with a no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had heard enough as she walked away, tears streaming down her face the boy grabbed her arm and said....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re not pretty you're beautiful. I don't want to be with you forever I NEED to be with you forever. And I wouldn't cry if you walked away...I'd die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Isn't that sweet? Here's another good one:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten Guidelines From God (Pay close attention)&lt;br /&gt;Effective Immediately, please be aware that there are changes YOU need to make in YOUR life. These changes need to be completed in order that I may fulfill my promises to you to grant you peace, joy and happiness in this life. I apologize for any inconvenience, but after all that I am doing, this seems verylittle to ask of you. Please, follow these 10 guidelines…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. QUIT WORRYING:&lt;/strong&gt; Life has dealt you a blow and all you do is sit and worry. Have you forgotten that I am here to take all your burdens and carry them for you? Or do you just enjoy fretting over every little thing that comes your way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. PUT IT ON THE LIST:&lt;/strong&gt;Something needs done or taken care of Put it on the list. No, not YOUR list. Put it on MY to-do-list. Let ME be the one to take care of the problem. I can't help you until you turn it over to me. And although My to-do-list is long, I am after all... God. I can take ca! re of anything you put into My hands. In fact, if the truth were ever really known, I take care of a lot of things for you that you never even realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. TRUST ME:&lt;/strong&gt;Once you've given your burdens to me, quit trying to take them back. Trust in Me. Have the faith that I will take care of all your needs, your problems and your trials. Problems with the kids? Put them on My list. Problem with finances? Put it on my list. Problems with your emotional roller coaster? For My sake, put it on my list. I want to help you. All you have to do is ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. LEAVE IT ALONE:&lt;/strong&gt;Don't wake up one morning and say, "Well, I'm feeling much stronger now, I think I can handle it from here." Why do you think you are feeling stronger now? It's simple. You gave me your burdens and I'm taking care of them. I also renew your strength and cover you in my peace. Don't you know that if I give you these problems back, you will be right back where you started? Leave them with me and forget about them. Just let me do my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. TALK TO ME:&lt;/strong&gt;I want you to forget a lot of things. Forget what was making you crazy. Forget the worry and the fretting because you know I'm in control. But there's one thing I pray you never forget. Please, don't forget to talk to me - OFTEN! I love YOU! I want to hear your voice. I want you to include me in on the things going on in your life. I want to hear you talk about your friends and family. Prayer is simply you having a conversation with me. I want to be your dearest friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. HAVE FAITH:&lt;/strong&gt;I see a lot of things from up here that you can't see from where you are. Have faith in me that I know what I'm doing. Trust me; you wouldn't want the view from my eyes. I will continue to care for you, watch over you, and meet your needs. You only have to trust me. Although I have a much bigger task than you,it seems as if you have so much trouble just doing your simple part. How hard can trust be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. SHARE:&lt;/strong&gt;You were taught to share when you were only two years old. When did you forget? That rule still applies. Share with those who are less fortunate than you. Share your joy with those who need encouragement. Share your laughter with those who haven't heard any in such a long time. Share your tears with those who have forgotten how to cry. Share your faith with those who have none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. BE PATIENT:&lt;/strong&gt;I managed to fix it so in just one lifetime you could have so many diverse experiences. You grow from a child to an adult, have children, change jobs many times, learn many trades, travel to so many places, meet thousands of people, and experience so much. How can you be so impatient then when it takes me a little longer than you expect to handle something on my to-do-list? Trust in My timing, for My timing is perfect. Just because I created the entire universe in only six days, everyone thinks I should always rush, rush, and rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. BE KIND:&lt;/strong&gt;Be kind to others, for I love them just as much as I love you. They may not dress like you, or talk like you, or live the same way you do, but I still love you all. Please try to get along, for my sake. I created each of you different in some way. It would be too boring if you were all identical. Please, know I love each of your differences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. LOVE YOURSELF:&lt;/strong&gt;As much as I love you, how can you not love yourself? You were created by me for one reason only -- to be loved, and to love in return. I am a God of Love. Love Me. Love your neighbors. But also love yourself.It makes my heart ache when I see you so angry with yourself when things go wrong. You are very precious to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever forget......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well, that's it for now. Tonight is the Valentines Banquet at church (See...I remembered Lucas...YAY) but I am not sure if I can make it because the rest of my family is going to my aunts house to celebrate her birthday which is tomorrow. I feel sad for her because she isn't well and she has to go to the Dr. tomorrow on her Birthday to get the news about options, or lack there of for her treatment. Prayer would be appreaciated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ok...enough Sadness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Really I was just thinking about the fact that I am so happy on Valentines Day now because I acutally have a Valentine! Thank you Lucas for being my Valentine, my world, my life, my future, my everything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Have a great one everybody!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(I love you Lucas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-113940575301492769?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/113940575301492769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=113940575301492769&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113940575301492769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113940575301492769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/02/e-mails-of-day.html' title='E-Mails of the Day'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-113934564447933045</id><published>2006-02-07T15:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T10:08:06.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thot's</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;way hoo! What a lovely day...a nice brisk breeze in the air and the sun is shining :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell I am in a much better mood today then I was yesterday. It's a puzzle to me why people's moods vary with the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thot of the Day:&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of "Burn Out" today. To me burn out is the act of getting sick and tired of something that you are doing on a consistent basis. Often burn out leads to slack in whatever you are burn out of. God never gets burnt out. He deals with us, heals us, heard and answers our prayers all while watching us sin and fall short of his glory. How wonderful a God is he that he never does become burn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another Thot:&lt;br /&gt;As I sit at my desk taking a short breather from my work, I look up to the right of my computer screen and I see a picture. A picture that makes me fall deep in love and feel sad at the same time. It is a picture of me at one of my heaviest weights at my Granny Beth's house with Lucas at my side. I was so unhealthy and had such low self esteem. Lucas saw me for who I was and for this I can never thank the Lord enough. Lucas saw me for who I was and not what I looked like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I have told him this a thousand times, but I cannot express enough how much I am thankful for him and how thankful to God that he took his 2 church kids who had known each other their whole lives and brought them together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucas is the only human being that I have met that can deal with me and my quirks and just laugh and continue loving me, even when I am being irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am apart from him it feels as if there is a piece of me that is missing...when we are together I just feel safe and warm. Everything feels right in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in love with Lucas and it gets deeper each day. We may not be the couple that you see hanging all over each other, but the love is there, and there is nothing that can separate us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...that was nice...it's amazing to me what comes out when I let my heart do the typing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you Lucas)&lt;/strong&gt;&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/17996299-113934564447933045?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/113934564447933045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=113934564447933045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113934564447933045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113934564447933045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/02/random-thots.html' title='Random Thot&apos;s'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-113924461581618376</id><published>2006-02-06T11:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T10:08:24.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grumpy</title><content type='html'>Im grumpy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so grumpy that I don't feel like writing anything...dang it...wrote something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geeze im grumpy...grrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you Lucas...no amount of grumpiness can stop that!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-113924461581618376?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/113924461581618376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=113924461581618376&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113924461581618376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113924461581618376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/02/grumpy.html' title='Grumpy'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-113897800988728558</id><published>2006-02-03T09:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T10:09:42.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Dismissal!</title><content type='html'>Good Morning all...I have some awsome news...I am getting off at 12 today! Sarah has been taking so much time off that she descided to treat us to some time off also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have planned to leave and go get my shots, then I am going to the store to get some ingredients to make Lucas and Daddy a nice supper tonight! I found an awesome looking casserole dish a few weeks ago that I have been wanting to try to make and I have descided that I am going to attempt (Keyword attempt) to make it today...and who knows what else...I haven't really descided yet...im sure that Mom will help me after she gets home...come to think of it I should probably wait till she gets home then go out so she can help me make sure that I get everything that I need....hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I had already scheduled to take off on the 17th at 12 so that I could spend the afternoon with Lucas...aah nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I gotta get going...just wanted to share the news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucas - i'll call you this afternoon after I get home and get things cooking! I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-113897800988728558?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/113897800988728558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=113897800988728558&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113897800988728558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113897800988728558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/02/early-dismissal.html' title='Early Dismissal!'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-113889395257994714</id><published>2006-02-02T10:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T10:10:06.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You might be a Jedi redneck if...</title><content type='html'>Well good morning once again all you happy people in blogger land! I certainly hope that your week is going well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TGIAF (A stands for almost) (G stands for Goodness as I won't take the lords name in vaine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nothing interesting has happened at all today! I have just been waiting for something to happen that I could blog about on my break but I got absolutely nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You might be a Jedi redneck if...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Jedi robe is a camouflage color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have ever used your lightsaber to open a bottle of Jack Daniel's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think the best use of your lightsaber is picking your teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is a gun rack in the back of your landspeeder.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can easily describe the taste of an Ewok... without using the word "chicken".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can find no grammatical errors in the way Yoda talks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A peaceful meditation session is one without gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can levitate yourself using a force from within, but not THE force.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your master ever said "My finger you will pull..hmmm?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have ever had an X-wing up on blocks in your yard&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The worst part of spending time on Dagobah is the dadgum skeeters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wookies are offended by your B.O.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have ever used the force to get yourself another beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have ever used the force in conjunction with fishing or bowling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think the symbol for the Rebel Alliance should be the Confederate flag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;More than half the droids you own don't function.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number of blasters you own exceeds your I.Q.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You wonder why Luke and Leia gave up on getting married.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't like wearing a Jedi robe because it prevents access to the dip stored in your back pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sandpeople back down from your mama.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've ever used Jedi mind control to talk your way out of a speeding ticket or DUI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Wookie has ever told you that you need to shave.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rancor monster refused to eat you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Lucas...I wouldn't have understood any of that stuff...thank you Baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you Lucas)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-113889395257994714?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/113889395257994714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=113889395257994714&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113889395257994714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113889395257994714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/02/you-might-be-jedi-redneck-if.html' title='You might be a Jedi redneck if...'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-113880445611164613</id><published>2006-02-01T09:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T09:34:16.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2-1-2006</title><content type='html'>Wow February already...you know what that means...Valentines Day is approaching rapidly...the day that I used to dread till I got Lucas...now it's happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a tad bit of the sniffles this morning.  No doubt from the 4.5 ml of allergy shots that where pumped into my arms yesterday...other then that im not to bad though...YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey...Lucas is getting out of school at 12 today and Friday (Mondays also come to think of it)...sure wish that I was getting of work at 12...maybe I can get off at 12 this Friday, or next Friday so that we can spend the afternoon together...that might be nice :)  I am certainly gload that I thought of it...maybe we can even go see Diane and Helen since I haven't seem them in a while...not sure that I want to go eat with them though...only because of the fact that they enjoy Pizza Hut and I don't...I loved pizza and now that I can't eat it, I don't really like to smell it because I LOVE IT! (Yes, I did it to myself...I know I know...)  Maybe we can go somewhere else...or maybe we won't go out to eat at all...guess we'll just see where the wind blows that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I better scidaddle!  Have a great day everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you Lucas)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-113880445611164613?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/113880445611164613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=113880445611164613&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113880445611164613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113880445611164613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/02/2-1-2006.html' title='2-1-2006'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-113862839746711842</id><published>2006-01-30T08:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T08:39:57.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1-30-2006</title><content type='html'>Well, this morning started off well...I got to see Lucas in his silver bullet heading to school as I was heading to work.  It's amazing at how I still get butterflies anytime that he is with in eye sight...that is something that I hope never goes away and I am sure never will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if he saw he trying to wave and drive at the same time...let's just put it this way...it's a good thing that my coffee was in a spill proof mug...*takes a sip...mmmm...coffee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is shining, the fog is lifting and my little portable radio is awesome because I can listen to my favorite local radio station B101.5 - The Breakfast Flakes Morning Show...they are funny...I enjoy them...(No that was not intended as a plug)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that's all I got for this morning.  Have a wonderfully awesome day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I Love You Lucas!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-113862839746711842?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/113862839746711842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=113862839746711842&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113862839746711842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113862839746711842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/01/1-30-2006.html' title='1-30-2006'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-113838318046136352</id><published>2006-01-27T12:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T12:33:00.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1-27-2006</title><content type='html'>These last 2 days have been very thoughtful days to me...not sure why...maybe it's the fact that I don't feel good...still feeling icky today...everything hurts...legs, arms, guts, head, nose, throat, fingers, toes...yea...pretty much everything...bed is calling...yet so it my job...so here I sit...ill...like a good little underpaid soldier...yet I realize that it is better to be underpaid then not paid at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have something very insightful that I want to post, but my fingers just don't feel like typing it...maybe this afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope ya'll feel better then I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you Lucas)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-113838318046136352?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/113838318046136352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=113838318046136352&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113838318046136352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113838318046136352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/01/1-27-2006.html' title='1-27-2006'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-113828663872545823</id><published>2006-01-26T09:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T09:44:34.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1-26-2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Tragedy: n 1: an event resulting in great loss and misfortune&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tragedy. My thoughts drift to it today. The word is used to often now-a-days. It seems that such a powerful word now seems less powerful. Why is that? Why would we cry if we heard it before, but now we are so accustomed to hearing it that we just let it roll off, like we never heard it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard so many things referred to as this, such as the attacks on 9-11 that bruised the very core of our Nation. Yet, in this we found something that we never have before. We found that we can come together if we need too. So, if such a thing came from it, then can we really call it a tragedy? If we all had the faith in God, then it would not have been a tragedy, but a celebration. A celebration that many souls got to go home to be with their Lord, where everything is good, there is no pain or tears. Yet, I stop. Human nature does not look at it that way. We are not trained to see death as something great; we are weak in the flesh and our hearts long for our lost ones. This I do understand. I miss my grandma – She was called about half a month before my 13th Birthday. I am now 22 and at times it still feels raw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I wish to reflect on another thing that I have heard as a tragedy. That is the fact that President George W. Bush is indeed our current president. Tell me something – Do you not realize that you are choosing to use a word to decide a man that is going the best he can – when you also turn around and use this word to describe death? I understand that out troops are over in Iraq and numerous places defending our freedom and that they are missed. Yet, how can you blame the president, when people sign up for the military on a voluntary basis? The president is using the resources that are available to him. There is no draft – You choose to join the military on your own terms, so you should expect that you will have to fight. With out the military being over there, the terrorism would be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We where ATTACKED on 9-11 – Did you see how if effected our nation? It hurt, it burned, it caused about 10 new songs to be produced…people wept, people wailed, and they didn’t know what to do. Yet you wish for the troops to be pulled from there, so that we can welcome more? I just don’t understand you people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are missionary’s that are over their constantly, in the mist of it because they CHOOSE to be, yet you don’t see people blaming God when one of them is injured or what-not. No, you see God’s people stand and pray for them. God is just using his recourses and so is President Bush when it comes to the military.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we all would just stop to take a moment to pray instead of grumble, oh how this would help. All the energy that is put into hating could be used for the good and our Nation would be so much stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I woke up this morning with this on my mind. I typed it up, so that I could post it later on when I got to work when I was on my 1st break. Many people don't feel the way I do, and I don't expect them too, but this is my opinion, and I have the right to express it. I hope that if nothing else, you think about it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a good day all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Torie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(I love you Lucas)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-113828663872545823?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/113828663872545823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=113828663872545823&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113828663872545823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113828663872545823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/01/1-26-2006.html' title='1-26-2006'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-113819441789318119</id><published>2006-01-25T07:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T08:06:57.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1-25-2006</title><content type='html'>I really hope that this is a new day with a fresh start...last night was kinda rough (But I caused that to happen to myself and I wrapped Lucas up in the process)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to dwell on that because there is no need.  Though Lucas did not forgive me, he said that he might not be mad this morning and that is what I am hoping for...but just incase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry...I really am...PLEASE forgive me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...I said I wasn't going to dwell on it, so I am moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To bad that that is all that is on my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe something interesting will happen at work today and I can blog about that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you Lucas)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-113819441789318119?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/113819441789318119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=113819441789318119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113819441789318119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113819441789318119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/01/1-25-2006.html' title='1-25-2006'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-113813052639300475</id><published>2006-01-24T14:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T14:22:06.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1-24-2006</title><content type='html'>Well hello all you happy people in blogger land, how are you today  Me?  Just peachy thanks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, I am a bit saddened...why you ask?  I will not get to see Lucas tonight (Insert loud sobbing here)  I have to get my shots and go see Granny and then a meeting at church...I am one busy lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the shots...all went fairly well and I thought that I was in the clear till I woke up Saturday morning with a squeeky voice and a tad bit of a runny nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also developed a cough, that I am not sure if it came from the shots (Doubtful) or if I am indeed getting sick...I haven't been sick in of a few months, so it's due time I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl who sit's beside me has been sneezing and coughing and blowing her nose (She's a mess at the moment) and she said that it is her allergies and I am not one to dis-believe, but take a sudafed and roll on child...geeze...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...we got a new fridge at work right?  The ond one went kaput and it was 11 years old so we descided to retire it.  Well, all the floors had been warned that a new fridge was coming soon, so get what we had in the fridge out, except for like your current lunch, or what-not.  Well the new fridge got here and Tia and I where assigned to throw out EVERYTHING that was in there...no matter what.  Well, we double checked with HR and she said that everyone had been warned to get their stuff out now because the new fridge was here, so we started pitching stuff.  We saw some stuff that looked like current lunches, but we figured that maybe they where older then they appeared, so in the trash it went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out that no one had told the new training class...oops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say they where not happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just doing what I was told so I am innocent...INNOCENT I tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aah well...another day another persons lunch in the trash...let me tell you...with the shape of those containters you can tell that they must not have had a job...I think some people need to take their 1st paycheck and get some tupperwear ok?  Harsh...yes, mean...yes, true?...YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, and people really need to wipe off their salad dressing bottles...ewww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go...holla lata hommies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you Lucas)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-113813052639300475?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/113813052639300475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=113813052639300475&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113813052639300475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113813052639300475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/01/1-24-2006.html' title='1-24-2006'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-113776562158810111</id><published>2006-01-20T08:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T09:00:21.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1-20-2006 (Dun dun DUN!)</title><content type='html'>*Insert a loud gulp here*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is the day...The starting of a new era...The beginning of a 5-7 year process of getting allergy shots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard from about 50% of the people that I have talked too that I won't even notice a difference and 50% of the people said that I'll be miserable and that I should be packing Kleenex before I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My appointment aint till 6 tonight..That's good because I don't have to miss work...What am I talking about? I should be mad that I can't use it as an excuse to miss work...Yet, I guess since I have to go every week I should be grateful because I don't have to keep altering my schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, so I went to see a plastic surgeon yesterday...After the weight loss (180 big ones) I have some medical issues, and have been told that seeing a plastic surgeon to remove the extra skin would be the only way to solve it. So I made the appointment, and here is what happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I watched a movie on tummy tucks that was 10 minutes of the corniest actors that I think I have ever seen from 1985 (I know this for sure because I saw the credits at the end)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. They put you in a -10 degree room and tell you to strip down to nothing but your socks and put this paper gown on. Oh thank GOD that you let me keep my socks on...I feel so much more confident that you couldn't see my toes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The Dr. Comes in and plays with your extra skin, explains that she is going to do, rips the paper thin gown in the process which falls to the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Her nurse comes in (Great...Now 2 people get to see everything but my toes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Struggle with the gown in a vague attempt to cover myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Ask for some tape to tape the dang thing together (They did oblidge though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. As soon as I got the gown to stay on the Dr leaves and the nurse tells you to remove it...why you ask? So that she can take pictures...ooh joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You are twisted this way and that way so that they can take photos of every part of your body...pictures that you would NEVER want to be taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The nurse finally tells me to put my clothes back on, which I just about jumped for joy when she said that, but I didn't cause I was naked and didn't want to harm myself with all that extra stuff flapping around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. She opens the door as wide as she can letting in a chilling breeze (As if I wasn't perked enough already) while I am standing there with nothing but my socks on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I clothe myself as quickly as possible, hoping that no one comes in the door before I can cover all the parts that I want too...they don't like to knock...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I am lead to a room where they tell me what the prices will be if insurance doesn't cover it (I PRAY that insurance will cover it...really)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. You finally get to leave and realize that you have to pay a co-pay, run back around the corner and write up the check, and now that lady wants to talk...she was in a little hole, so I am guessing that not to many people talk to her...had them crazy eyes (One thing I was glad of was that she wasn't my nurse...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus, ends the story of my plastic surgeon experience. I hope that you got a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck at the allergist tonight! Here's hoping that I feel no effects!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you Lucas)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-113776562158810111?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/113776562158810111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=113776562158810111&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113776562158810111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113776562158810111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/01/1-20-2006-dun-dun-dun.html' title='1-20-2006 (Dun dun DUN!)'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-113759722431263202</id><published>2006-01-18T10:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T10:13:55.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1-18-2006</title><content type='html'>Bleh...im sick...my throat hurts, my tummy hurts and I feel feverish...I didn't even get to see Lucas this week yet...now I guess I won't see him tonight either...I just want to go home and go to bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I earned a dress down day at work...I descided to use it today...what I failed to remember in my sicken state was that some big shots from different offices are visiting today, so we where not to wear jeans...I did not remember this till I got in the parking lot at work. So I called my manager to tell her that I had to go home and change and she didn't sound to happy about it...here I was...feeling ill...wanting to go home anyways...well, I got go home...but not to stay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus my cousin who normally puts the dogs out called me to tell me that he could not put the dogs out again...I have even less of a lunch break today because I have to make up the time that I missed this moring when I was going home to change...I was already down to 1/2 an hour and now I am down to 15 minutes. I guess the good thing is I can't take lunch till 1:00 because of the guests, so i'll be getting back to my desk at roughly the same time that I would when I take my full hour lunch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geeze...everything that I put in my stomach makes me want to...well...you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucas - If you read this don't be afraid to comment...it's not hard and I enjoy responces...(I love you!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya'll try to have a good day if you can...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-113759722431263202?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/113759722431263202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=113759722431263202&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113759722431263202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113759722431263202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/01/1-18-2006.html' title='1-18-2006'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-113751357686618160</id><published>2006-01-17T10:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T10:59:36.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1-17-2006</title><content type='html'>Kinda getting a twitch now...I haven't heard from Lucas since yesterday at 3, and I haven't seen him since SATURDAY!  I do hope that he is feeling better though...really I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I only have a 1/2 an hour lunch and my cousin called me to inform me that he would be unable to put the dogs out today, so all I can say is I really hope that they can hold it because I really don't think that I am going to be able to make it home.  I don't mind when I normally have an hour, but 1/2 an hour would be cutting it real close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess i'll figure it out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-113751357686618160?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/113751357686618160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=113751357686618160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113751357686618160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113751357686618160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/01/1-17-2006.html' title='1-17-2006'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-113744233295321707</id><published>2006-01-16T15:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T15:12:12.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1-16-2006 (Cont.)</title><content type='html'>Well, I just got a sad voice mail...my poor baby is sick!  From the way he sounded on that voice mail VERY sick!  Poor thing...I surely hope that he feels better soon.  yet in his sickened state he failed not to remember to tell me he loved me at the end of the voice mail...I love him so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's what that 1st day back to school will do to ya...I hope that everyone else didn't fare the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to the rest of ya'll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-113744233295321707?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/113744233295321707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=113744233295321707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113744233295321707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113744233295321707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/01/1-16-2006-cont.html' title='1-16-2006 (Cont.)'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-113742544480356113</id><published>2006-01-16T10:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T10:30:44.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1-16-2006</title><content type='html'>Wow the weekend sure did go by fast, as is the norm.  Yet there is some stability in going back to work....to bad im not a very stable person :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today is Lucas 1st day back to college for the 2nd semester.  I certainly hope that he has a wonderful day back.  His 1st class started at 10 this morning, so he is probably right in the midst of it studying like the diligent student he is.  Lucas is VERY VERY smart and he is doing amaxingly well in college.  I have no doubt that he is going to graduate at the top of his class and get a wonderful job...what more could a woman want?  He's cute, he's smart, and in love with ME!  I am certaily lucky to have him beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I would make a list of the things that I like about him, but I just simply couldn't fit it all in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized something this morning...but I forget...ooh yea...I'm forgetful!  The sad thing is, I can remember everyone elses stuff, but when it comes to mine I always forget!  I tried the planner thing where you write everything down, but I kept forgetting the planner when I left home so that didn't work...I tried the PDA thing, but I never could figure out how to use it.  Oh well...I guess I made it to 22 with out remembering everything, so I guess i'll be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have a LOT of work to do...have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-113742544480356113?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/113742544480356113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=113742544480356113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113742544480356113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113742544480356113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/01/1-16-2006.html' title='1-16-2006'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-113718689408484912</id><published>2006-01-13T16:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T16:14:54.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>RE: 1-13-2006 (Friday the 13th)</title><content type='html'>OK...I just want to make it perfectly clear that just because I am jealous of the time that Lucas spends with Josh does not mean that I do not like Josh.  I do like Josh and I am glad that Lucas has a good friendship with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh is not the one that pulls Lucas away from me, because Lucas goes on his own will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a list of things I like about Josh:&lt;br /&gt;1. Josh is quite helful on "the edge" which is a game that I do enjoy as does Lucas.&lt;br /&gt;2. Lucas likes him.&lt;br /&gt;3. He has an awesome Edge website and he has one dedicated to his family which is very nice.&lt;br /&gt;4. He got Lucas to wear a tux in his wedding so I could get a preview of our wedding :)&lt;br /&gt;5. His wife is a fashion designer and I am getting married soon and need help with a wedding dress...hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;6. He usually kicks Lucas butt at magic which helps keep Lucas grounded.&lt;br /&gt;7. He's a very sweet guy...he went all the way out of the country to ask his now wife to marry him (Awww...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, I haven't known him that long ok...I'll add more as I think of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure that Lucas is looking at this right now and laughing very hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the comment that seems like it is from Josh on the prior post is actually from Lucas, just trying to scare me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you...it worked...and it made me CRY!!!  Yet I did kinda get him back because he covered the phone and called me a name that was not appopriate (Not the B word...I would be very upset if he ever called me that)  thinking that I would not hear him and I did, so naah naah naah naah naah naah!(Let that be a warning Lucas Daniel NEVER to call me that or I will get grately offended...even if I am acting like one...HAH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now that my butt is covered I think i'll go...tootles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-113718689408484912?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/113718689408484912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=113718689408484912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113718689408484912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113718689408484912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/01/re-1-13-2006-friday-13th.html' title='RE: 1-13-2006 (Friday the 13th)'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-113717253594940743</id><published>2006-01-13T11:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T12:15:35.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1-13-2006 (Friday the 13th)</title><content type='html'>I cannot even begin to tell you how fowl of a mood I am in today. I am trying very hard to focus on the finer points of life and not the lower ones. It's a darn good thing too, because it I wasn't I think I woulda blown by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know why I am so bitter...well actually I think I do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My dad who whenever he puts the dog out at night isn't happy till he fusses loud enough that everyone is up with him.&lt;br /&gt;2. The supervisor for my department has been hired and I am bitter because I really wanted that job and I felt that I qualified, but apparently I didn't...&lt;br /&gt;3. The game called Magic and Josh...got love for Josh, but I feel left out and ignored when they are playing...i've been told that I am wrong to feel that way because Lucas gives me attention all the time and when he wants to do something like that I shouldn't get upset, but I do and I could hide it, but that's how I feel. Lucas is so good at giving my attention, that I am used to getting it and when I don't I don't like it!!! Yea, im spoiled...and I like it that way...who wouldn't?&lt;br /&gt;4. WEDDING COLORS! They are dang near impossible to choose!&lt;br /&gt;5. Making coffee that is really nasty and having to drink it or having nothing, then spilling it all over myself right before I leave for work and having to scramble to change before I am late.&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will try and ponder on the good things...maybe that will help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always at the top of my mind is the wedding. I cannot WAIT! I cannot even tell you how much I am looking forward to getting married. Don't get me wrong though, I love my parents and my home, but I am so in love with Lucas that I just can hardly stand it when I am away from him. It just seems so unfair that a love like ours has to wait, but I suppose that we are blessed to have that love because there are people that do not have another to run to and talk too. I know that we will have the best life with God in the center and wonderful friends and family all around us. I also realize that getting married isn't all peaches and cream because bills will come and things will be tight, but with the knowledge and love that we have I feel that we will be able to work together to figure it out. Aug 4, 2007 - I can't wait for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a job - I could say many things about what I dis-like about my job...many many many things, but above all I have a job and I have the ability to come to work and perform my job and get a pay check every other Friday. Plus I usually get along with everyone there so that is a definite perk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a wonderful church family. They are always there when you need them and knowing that I have so many people praying for me all the time is a comforting feeling. I enjoy being in the choir and Charlie puts up with my goofy non-sense and just keeps on rolling. Lynn is so easy to make laugh and that just makes me feel so much better because it makes me feel funny even when I really aint...Betty Lou has said that she enjoys writing also and I hope that she enjoys this babble if she reads it. Lucas is in the choir and that just makes it so wonderful!!! Mrs. Ruth plays the piano like she was born with a keyboard in her hand (That doesn't really make sense, but that's okay...it;s my blog after all) Cecil is just so encouraging, and Greg who is also one of my Sunday school teachers is such a good tenor singer!!! Mrs. Shirley is gorgeous and so God loving...it just oozes off of her! Debbie (Greg's lady) is faithful as can be! Not only did she still come when she was having back problems, but she also does the newsletter at church. Anna is a great asset to the choir and I am glad that she is coming. Carmen is so beautiful even though she doesn't seem to think so...she is so generous and caring and her hubby Billy is a lucky man to have her! Rosa is a little bit punk and a lotta bit angel! She has the most beautiful long hair and is always smiling! Ms. Emma is not only a brave woman for sitting in the front pew, but she is the official cough drop lady. If you ever need one, you go see her! Mrs. Bessie Ann...I have known this lady since I was born and she has always been to sweet to me and I love her ever so much! There is 1 new gentleman in the choir and I believe his name is Jeff. I don't know much about him other then the fact that he is dating a lady who works for Pratt, but he seems to be a genuine nice guy! I am glad that he joined the choir! Well, I think I got everyone, but I mayu have forgotten some. Fear not that I have forgotten you, but that you are in my prayers (As the rest) always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow that made me feel better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fog has lifted (figuratively and literally) so I think that I shall sign off for a while...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-113717253594940743?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/113717253594940743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=113717253594940743&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113717253594940743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113717253594940743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/01/1-13-2006-friday-13th.html' title='1-13-2006 (Friday the 13th)'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-113682748020614758</id><published>2006-01-09T12:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T12:24:40.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1-9-2006</title><content type='html'>Well I am surely in a wonderful mood today. I think it was because I went to a bridal show yesterday and I have been on a high ever since. I am so excited about getting married that I can just hardly contain myself. I think Lucas thought that I was going to kill him yesterday when I got back from his house...I really was excited though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies...I got such a good deal on tux's...I was very proud of myself. I put down a $10 deposit (Just to lock down the price) and each and every groomsmen and guy that will have anything to do with the wedding get's their whole tux (Shoes included) for $60 bucks!!! That is awesome compared to the normal $120 that you usually pay to rent them suckers. Plus if we have 5 guys that rent one (No problem there) Lucas get's his FREE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I found a DJ that I really like that is cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only problem now is that I want to start booking these people and places, but I am to far advanced...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reception hall told me to call back on Aug 1st to book for Aug 4th of next year, so Aug 1st at 8:00 AM (The opening time for the local parks and rec.) they will be receiving a call from me to book that sucker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also it sounds as if Lucas cousin Josh and his new wife will be in town soon, and Laura is a fashion designer in New York, so I am going to ask her for some tips on a wedding gown. I plan to hit up a David's Bridal $99 dollar sale to get my dress. Somehow I have always been blessed with being able to get lower priced formal wear and still have it look good, so I am hoping that the tradition will continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that I am really putting thought into now is my colors. I really want pink roses, so the bridesmaids would have to wear pink and a few of the potential cannidates have told me that pink aint their favorite color, but I guess it is my party and if they truly love me they will wear what I pick out...I swear that it will be a nice pink. I want the guys to have black tux's with cream vests underneath. I think that will be agreeable cause I don't really want my groom walking don't he isle with pink on...though he probably would for me, but I wouldnt make him do that! The only other color that I had thought of was yellow roses with a creamy yellow color for the maid's dresses. All of the ladies that I will ask will look gorgeous in whatever they wear cause they are all gorgeous anyway! I haven't officially asked anyone yet, but I know some who I have in mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I better stop rambling cause *sigh* my break is over, and it is lunch time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PRAY that nothing happens this afternoon that will bring down this high that I am on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - I went to the allergist and I am allergict to everything apparently, so starting not this Friday but the next (20th) I start getting allergy shots...fun fun!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-113682748020614758?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/113682748020614758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=113682748020614758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113682748020614758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113682748020614758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/01/1-9-2006.html' title='1-9-2006'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-113657276666355340</id><published>2006-01-06T13:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T13:39:26.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1-6-2006</title><content type='html'>To the Dr's office I go...my asthma has been driving my CRAZY here lately, so I am going to go see if I can get some better meds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to post more later...wish me luck...im being worked in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - We still have the dog...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-113657276666355340?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/113657276666355340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=113657276666355340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113657276666355340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113657276666355340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/01/1-6-2006_06.html' title='1-6-2006'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-113648178223873141</id><published>2006-01-05T12:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T12:23:02.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1-5-2006</title><content type='html'>Well good day all you wonderful people in blogger land. How are you? Glad to hear that (If you are good) I hope that it gets better (If you are sick) and wow (In the case that I don't know how to react!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think that my family is getting rid of the dog tonight. I have been ordered by higher powers that I am to return to the "nest" right after work so I can call the original owner to say that we don't want her little hellion of a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody in my house is stressed including the dog that we already have. I didn't realize how much I liked my current dog till the new one came...Cocoa is an angel of a dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus Cocoa doesn't like the baby gate that we have put up and neither do I...I trip over it almost daily and it is tough on your toes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a better note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have been going to the gym and I am really starting to see a difference...I looked at the bottom of my legs the other day at Lucas house and was like WOW...it actually looked nice (Normal if there is a normal)...any farther up then that I still can't saw much for, but ya gotta start somewhere right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's almost lunch time so I think I am going to sign off for now. I hope that everyone has a wonderful day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-113648178223873141?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/113648178223873141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=113648178223873141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113648178223873141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113648178223873141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/01/1-5-2006.html' title='1-5-2006'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-113630247053378115</id><published>2006-01-03T10:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T10:34:30.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1-3-2006</title><content type='html'>Needing to vent at the moment.  I am feeling very bitter at the moment.  Why you ask?  Well the company that I work for is hiring a superisor for the group that I am in.  I applied for the position and I did not even get so much as a screw you.  Now I hear my manager on the phone setting up interviews.  I am pissed!  I work hard at my job and I think that I deserve that postion...I at least deserve an interview.  I'll calm down and trudge on as I normally do, but I just had to get that out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that I know is going to happen is once they hire a supervisor all us unerlings will have to train that person and I think that is unfair.  Training is not in our job desciptions, so I don't think that we should have to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was a cat I would be hissing and the hair would be up on my back, claws and teeth showing...of corse then I would sneeze because I would be allergict to myself and then I would look silly..heehee...that's a goos step...I made myself laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did recieve an interesting list today of things that you are supposed to ponder that make you happy.  Also known as "Feel-Good Thoughts"  Perhaps this is a good time to list them since I am feeling so peeved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Falling in love.&lt;br /&gt;2. Laughing so hard your face hurts&lt;br /&gt;3. A hot shower.&lt;br /&gt;4. No lines at the supermarket&lt;br /&gt;5. A special glance.&lt;br /&gt;6. Getting a letter in the mail&lt;br /&gt;7. Taking a drive on a pretty road.&lt;br /&gt;8. Hearing your favorite song on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;9. Lying in bed listening to the rain outside.&lt;br /&gt;10. Hot towels fresh out of the dryer.&lt;br /&gt;11. Chocolate milk shake. (or vanilla or strawberry!)&lt;br /&gt;12. A bubble bath.&lt;br /&gt;13. Giggling.&lt;br /&gt;14. A good conversation.&lt;br /&gt;15. The beach&lt;br /&gt;16. Finding a 20 dollar bill in your coat from last winter.&lt;br /&gt;17. Laughing at yourself.&lt;br /&gt;19. Midnight phone calls that last for hours.&lt;br /&gt;20. Running through sprinklers.&lt;br /&gt;21. Laughing for absolutely no reason at all.&lt;br /&gt;22. Having someone tell you that you're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;23. Laughing at an inside joke.&lt;br /&gt;24. Friends.&lt;br /&gt;25. Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about you.&lt;br /&gt;26. Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;27. Your first kiss (either the very first or with a new partner).&lt;br /&gt;28. Making new friends or spending time with old ones.&lt;br /&gt;29. Playing with a new puppy.&lt;br /&gt;30. Having someone play with your hair.&lt;br /&gt;31. Sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;32. Hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;33. Road trips with friends.&lt;br /&gt;34. Swinging on swings.&lt;br /&gt;35. Making eye contact with a cute stranger.&lt;br /&gt;36. Making chocolate chip cookies.&lt;br /&gt;37. Having your friends send you homemade cookies.&lt;br /&gt;38. Holding hands with someone you care about.&lt;br /&gt;39. Running into an old friend and realizing that some things (good or bad) never  change.&lt;br /&gt;40. Watching the expression on someone's face as they open a much desired present from you.&lt;br /&gt;41. Watching the sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;42. Getting out of bed every morning and being grateful for another beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;43. Knowing that somebody misses you.&lt;br /&gt;44. Getting a hug from someone you care about deeply.&lt;br /&gt;45. Knowing you've done the right thing, no matter what other people think.&lt;br /&gt;46. Being able to express your feelings like you want too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;47. Getting what you deserve (I just added that one)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I suppose that I have vented enough for now.  Enjoy your day if you can...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-113630247053378115?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/113630247053378115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=113630247053378115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113630247053378115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113630247053378115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2006/01/1-3-2006.html' title='1-3-2006'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-113603495341308767</id><published>2005-12-31T08:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T08:15:53.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>12-31-2005 (New Years Eve!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Well good morning ladies and gents! This morning I was awoken to the sounds of not 1, but 2 dogs barking. Also the sounds of grinding metal as my Grandpa works on our kitchen. After being up till 12:30 that was the last thing that I wanted to hear at 7:00, but needless to say I am awake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had said in a previous post that I was getting a new dog...well we got him alright...he is black and tan (Mostly black) and a mini dachshund. We already have 1 mini dashy named Cocoa and he is taking to the new dog well. We where told that the owners of the dog (Since it was found) has till Jan 15th to claim it. Well, when the guy that found it dropped it off he said that he had good and bad news. He said that they had found the owner...yea...I was heart broken. Then he said that the owner didn't want him so he was all ours if things worked out. Well, they seem to be working out so far other. I did figure out one thing real quick (As Lucas can vouch for) I AM ALLERGICT...it stinks, but I am taking Zyrtec and that seems to calm the allergies to where I am good to go. Oh...the owner said that his name is Peanut Butter Cup (Peanut for short) He has attached himself to my mom's hip and will not leave. We think that he might be blind in 1 eye because it looks kinda glassy, but we still like him anyway. He's also kinda clumsy which we think is caused by the one eye being blind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Grampa and Dad went out to Sears last night and got a new refrigerator and stove. I think that the kitchen remodeling is going well. They got an awesome fridge that has the freezer on the bottom (My idea).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I better go and get dressed. Momma and me are going to the bank and CVS and some other stores...only God knows where we will wind up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day ya'll! Happy New Year! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-113603495341308767?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/113603495341308767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=113603495341308767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113603495341308767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113603495341308767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2005/12/12-31-2005-new-years-eve.html' title='12-31-2005 (New Years Eve!)'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17996299.post-113597881091685781</id><published>2005-12-30T16:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T16:40:10.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy in the Afternoon</title><content type='html'>I am so tired...I need rest...I pray that I don't fall asleep on the treadmill...I wasn't going to go, but I could not get in touch with Lucas to tell him that I wasn't coming, so I guess I'll drag my sleepy self to the gym and attempt to work out amist the 50 teenagers that have descided to take over here lately.  It is like a swarm of um' and they use every single machine there is...I had to wait like 10 minutes yesterday to get a treadmill (Only because the herd moved on...)  I've heard (Via sorces in the gym) that they are the YMCA swim team getting in shape...isn't that what the pool is for? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...enough pitty party for now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17996299-113597881091685781?l=toriepooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/feeds/113597881091685781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17996299&amp;postID=113597881091685781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113597881091685781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17996299/posts/default/113597881091685781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toriepooh.blogspot.com/2005/12/sleepy-in-afternoon.html' title='Sleepy in the Afternoon'/><author><name>Torie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09018485366597118745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gxa3HysaD98/RypyvGWgyaI/AAAAAAAAABU/tv34MRzlb18/s400/torie3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
