<?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-3642789546742185255</id><updated>2011-12-22T23:16:27.419-05:00</updated><category term='hHH'/><title type='text'>a closer look</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>228</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-9069398465323614039</id><published>2009-07-01T15:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T15:29:03.361-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Foof....</title><content type='html'>do you still check my blog?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-9069398465323614039?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/9069398465323614039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=9069398465323614039' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/9069398465323614039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/9069398465323614039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2009/07/foof.html' title='Foof....'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-8944238752752916969</id><published>2009-04-18T20:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T21:06:11.975-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oh baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SeqCEf0ZZzI/AAAAAAAABiU/2Zcpxf8zu_A/s1600-h/baby+13+weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SeqCEf0ZZzI/AAAAAAAABiU/2Zcpxf8zu_A/s400/baby+13+weeks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326212523091388210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're 13 weeks old in this pic but as I write this post you are almost 16 weeks!  My, what crazy shit you've put me and your dad through! Well, your dad really! You've just made me bloated, fat, and irritable...really really irritable and your poor dad has to put up with it!  As a matter of fact, I have a hilarious mood swing story that you brought upon me to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple of weeks ago, your dad was taking a shower as I was putting on my make-up. It seemed as if he was really enjoying his shower since he was humming but this out of tune, non-stop noice was getting under my skin.  Actually, it was really pissing me off so i got up, walked into the bathroom, opened the shower door, and started yelling at him.  I kept asking him how old he was and why he was acting like my brother did when he was 10 years old and kept reminding him that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;he &lt;/span&gt;was having a baby but was acting like one.  Why i was saying that, I'm not exactly sure.  I mean all the poor guy did was hum!  But I proceeded to be neurotic as I yelled and slammed the shower door. By the way, the entire time i was going crazy your dad didn't say a word which made me feel bad once i sat down and continued to put my make-up on.  So as soon as he got out of the shower, I apologized.  He, being the sweet guy that he was said, "it's okay babe, it's not a big deal".  I then started balling my eyes out and said, "yes it is a big deal" and I kept crying (like a baby, literally) for a good 5 minutes.  Your poor dad was so confused.  I can't even explain exactly what went on in my mind/body to provoke such craziness...but it definitely has something to do with you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-8944238752752916969?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/8944238752752916969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=8944238752752916969' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/8944238752752916969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/8944238752752916969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-baby.html' title='oh baby!'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SeqCEf0ZZzI/AAAAAAAABiU/2Zcpxf8zu_A/s72-c/baby+13+weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-2637830722917860688</id><published>2008-12-08T09:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:47:22.478-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it really true?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Am I actually going to finally graduate at 31?!!  I really can't believe I made it this far!  Never in a million years did I imagine myself going back to school.  But I did and my mom would have been so happy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really don't know what I'm going to do with my spare time? Coming home from and not having to study scares me.  I mean really, what am I going to do?!  I guess I'll find out come Thursday! It's gonna take some time getting used to but I'm sure I wont miss school (although a part of me already does, isn't that weird?!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, here are a couple layouts i made a couple weeks ago...just  been too lazy to scan them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/ST00gbi3Y5I/AAAAAAAABEY/aYk-WWeMWrY/s1600-h/img125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/ST00gbi3Y5I/AAAAAAAABEY/aYk-WWeMWrY/s400/img125.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277432070102541202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/ST00gD-fBfI/AAAAAAAABEQ/EBJNXTsos1A/s1600-h/img126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/ST00gD-fBfI/AAAAAAAABEQ/EBJNXTsos1A/s400/img126.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277432063775933938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-2637830722917860688?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/2637830722917860688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=2637830722917860688' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/2637830722917860688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/2637830722917860688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/12/is-it-really-true.html' title='Is it really true?'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/ST00gbi3Y5I/AAAAAAAABEY/aYk-WWeMWrY/s72-c/img125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-7481756058372983965</id><published>2008-11-25T00:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T00:57:36.827-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ho ho ho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;it's crazy how life can change in a blink of an eye...and then it just leaves you.  just like that. gone...and you're left sad and lonely. lately, i'm just not seeing the light at the end of the tunnel.  is it even there?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this time (2nd time) around, the holidays absolutely suck! surprisingly, last year, just three weeks or so after my mom died, i couldn't wait to put up the tree and start decorating. i think i was just in shock and tried to make things as "normal" as possible because this year is a whole different story.  fuck the music. fuck the tree. fuck the gifts. fuck the snow.  and fuck all the happy people. oh and a big FUCK YOU to new years if brings me another round of a miserable shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, with all that said, i will try to make the best out of this "jolly" season.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. i''m feeling really creative lately (but i've been to lazy to actually create anything)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-7481756058372983965?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/7481756058372983965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=7481756058372983965' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7481756058372983965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7481756058372983965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/11/ho-ho-ho.html' title='ho ho ho'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-1369662881057743808</id><published>2008-11-13T23:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:38:52.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a whole lot of nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SRz_CCNVL4I/AAAAAAAABDw/NZPSN05XaME/s1600-h/image+of+perfection.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 388px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SRz_CCNVL4I/AAAAAAAABDw/NZPSN05XaME/s400/image+of+perfection.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268366074534244226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i'm loving this quote farah sent me...just had to make a layout of it.  it felt so good to create something today...but i really need to start making layouts with pictures on them! But that calls for a new camera (just because i've had my eye on a certain one for a while) and someone to take pictures of since Adam refuses to do it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And since school and work engulf every damn aspect of my life, i really don't have much more to say....except that i should be graduating in 28 days!!!!!  holy shit...i can't believe i'm about to finally finish!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-1369662881057743808?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/1369662881057743808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=1369662881057743808' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/1369662881057743808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/1369662881057743808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/11/whole-lot-of-nothing.html' title='a whole lot of nothing'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SRz_CCNVL4I/AAAAAAAABDw/NZPSN05XaME/s72-c/image+of+perfection.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-3992360715266502398</id><published>2008-11-05T00:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T00:27:21.897-05:00</updated><title type='text'>history</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;made this as i was watching obama put mccain to shame.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SRErgmQXDjI/AAAAAAAABDo/L1tm-X4FnJ4/s1600-h/history.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SRErgmQXDjI/AAAAAAAABDo/L1tm-X4FnJ4/s400/history.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265037278397795890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wow, that was a huge victory!! can you imagine how Obama feels right now?! he holds the title as the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; black president of the united states! now that's pretty damn gratifying!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-3992360715266502398?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/3992360715266502398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=3992360715266502398' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/3992360715266502398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/3992360715266502398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/11/history.html' title='history'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SRErgmQXDjI/AAAAAAAABDo/L1tm-X4FnJ4/s72-c/history.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-1553741080949532307</id><published>2008-10-28T00:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T00:25:17.705-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY</title><content type='html'>i want to scream from the top of my lungs.&lt;div&gt;literally.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to scream until I no longer have a voice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"WHY?!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"WHY THE FUCK DID YOU TAKE HER?!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT TO US?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"TO MY DAD?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"WHY WOULD YOU EVER DO THAT?!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i never really knew that my heart could ever ache this much.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it's pure agony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never again will my soul find true peace...until i see you again, mom.  never.&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/3642789546742185255-1553741080949532307?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/1553741080949532307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=1553741080949532307' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/1553741080949532307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/1553741080949532307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/10/why.html' title='WHY'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-589230565934693175</id><published>2008-10-25T12:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T12:29:26.924-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LAZY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I really don't know what's wrong with me! I have SOOO much to do and I actually have had the time to work on things (well, just yesterday and today), but I just don't feel like it!  I could be catching up on albums or school work, but I'm laying around just serfing the web...oh and yesterday I took a 2hr nap!!! God, it felt so good!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I have found so much inspo on the web, along with a bunch of stuff I want to by.  I'll pass on the coolness:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.itevenhasawatermark.com/"&gt;These&lt;/a&gt; make me want business cards...but for what, i don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://recordtheday.blogspot.com/"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; lady records her day with awesome collages.  I love this idea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to take amazing &lt;a href="http://www.nonphotography.com/"&gt;photos&lt;/a&gt; too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need &lt;a href="http://www.clipitup.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; asap. I actually can't believe I haven't bought one yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also came across this repulsive, yet creative halloween costume...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SQNSHHGxe9I/AAAAAAAABDg/D13-c4mvq08/s1600-h/bad+halloween+costume.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SQNSHHGxe9I/AAAAAAAABDg/D13-c4mvq08/s400/bad+halloween+costume.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261139071818890194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now, maybe i'll actually get up and do/make something....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-589230565934693175?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/589230565934693175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=589230565934693175' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/589230565934693175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/589230565934693175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/10/lazy.html' title='LAZY'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SQNSHHGxe9I/AAAAAAAABDg/D13-c4mvq08/s72-c/bad+halloween+costume.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-7448884441893495271</id><published>2008-10-19T15:57:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T16:27:31.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i look barbaric</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;me: " god. I'm so tired. I haven't even washed my face today"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;farah: "i can tell. you haven't combed your hair.  you look barbaric"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: "oh thanks"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's nothing better than to have a friend that can just tell you the straight up truth!! hey, it doesn't bother me..someone's gonna have to tell you the truth, right?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, i know i've been MIA for a LONG time.  This is what i've been up to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. got into a huge fight with my sister-in-law two weeks before the wedding and it lasted quite a while...thank god that's settled!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. went to my brother's wedding.  it actually wasn't as hard as i thought it was gonna be without my mom, but it was a blast and absolutely beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. busy with 4 300 level classes.  all i gotta say about that is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i fucking hate writing papers&lt;/span&gt;! really, i do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. went to Dayton for adam's step-brother's wedding.  it was the most beautiful ceremony i've every attended.  the way they combined the 2 cultures (indian and german) was absolutely amazing!  drooled over all the beautiful sari's..i wish i had one on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. falling behind on my albums.  5 to be exact. the brides are starting to hound me. fuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT, that didn't stop me from scrapping!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SPujD-3Z6PI/AAAAAAAABDQ/zt6PjG65kU8/s1600-h/since+youve+been+gone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SPujD-3Z6PI/AAAAAAAABDQ/zt6PjG65kU8/s400/since+youve+been+gone.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258976278695504114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SPujELpu5uI/AAAAAAAABDY/tudo-5xvuCA/s1600-h/you%26me1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SPujELpu5uI/AAAAAAAABDY/tudo-5xvuCA/s400/you%26me1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258976282127820514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SPuisOZFhrI/AAAAAAAABC4/hGWW8_sp-do/s1600-h/carry+out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SPuisOZFhrI/AAAAAAAABC4/hGWW8_sp-do/s400/carry+out.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258975870546446002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SPuisR92P4I/AAAAAAAABDA/PJrrNb4Y5sI/s1600-h/i+asked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SPuisR92P4I/AAAAAAAABDA/PJrrNb4Y5sI/s400/i+asked.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258975871505940354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SPuistUK7dI/AAAAAAAABDI/et3vkAs9-PY/s1600-h/it%27s+half+empty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SPuistUK7dI/AAAAAAAABDI/et3vkAs9-PY/s400/it%27s+half+empty.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258975878847327698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SPuiY9QYklI/AAAAAAAABCg/I339PpbyWF0/s1600-h/road+seems+long.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SPuiY9QYklI/AAAAAAAABCg/I339PpbyWF0/s400/road+seems+long.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258975539529028178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SPuiZMC5KWI/AAAAAAAABCo/9_TcrbqRDTY/s1600-h/31bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SPuiZMC5KWI/AAAAAAAABCo/9_TcrbqRDTY/s400/31bday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258975543498975586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SPuiZXgMiUI/AAAAAAAABCw/IahH5jOrTHs/s400/adore.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258975546574670146" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-7448884441893495271?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/7448884441893495271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=7448884441893495271' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7448884441893495271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7448884441893495271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-look-barbaric.html' title='i look barbaric'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SPujD-3Z6PI/AAAAAAAABDQ/zt6PjG65kU8/s72-c/since+youve+been+gone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-5018909075058970264</id><published>2008-08-20T10:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T11:08:03.425-05:00</updated><title type='text'>updating</title><content type='html'>ok i'm back. again. this semester finally ended yesterday and i'm so fucking relieved!  for some reason, this semester really stressed me out and took a lot of my time!! it feels so good that it's 11:53 right now and i'm in bed...on the computer, watching the view.  oh i love it!  just one more semester to go and i'll be freeeeee! thank the lord!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, i haven't had an ounce of inspiration inside of me lately.  i try and try, but it just won't happen.  i can't tell you how many times this has happened:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. pack &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tons&lt;/span&gt; of shit out of my scrapbook room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. drag it all downstairs (so i can hang with adam &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; scrapbook)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. set it up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. pick out paper which paper i'll use (which, by the way, is a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; long process for me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. get frustrated cause don't know what to do with anything (as if i've never scrapped)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. pack everything back up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. take it back upstairs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. accomplish nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but, hopefully tomorrow this will change because i'm scrapping with my favorite scrapper...Staci!!  she usually inspires me and i just LOVE looking at all her stuff....you guys, she has SOOO much stuff, it always makes me want to shop...it's crazy!  BUT, she's in the same scrapbook/life rut!!!  hopefully, we can come up with something tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the way, i know i haven't updated in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;forever&lt;/span&gt;...but does anyone still read my blog? especially scrappers since there's absolutely no inspo happening on this blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-5018909075058970264?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/5018909075058970264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=5018909075058970264' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/5018909075058970264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/5018909075058970264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/08/updating.html' title='updating'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-5898358949786518955</id><published>2008-08-05T21:04:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T21:51:50.029-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever wondered.....</title><content type='html'>why tears come out of our eyes when we cry? or how mirrors work?  or how we only see one of everything even though we have two eyes? or what the purpose of eyebrows really are? why? why? why?  everyone who knows me, knows that i ask a million questions...and it's usually something that no one has answers to.  Well my friends, I have found a grrreat &lt;a href="http://www.coolquiz.com/trivia/explain/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;...it's so much fun and i spent a very long time on it last night.  And i must say, i quizzed Adam on a lot of the trivia/facts and he got 9 out of 10 of them correct! WTF, Adam?! &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I said that i was gonna post pictures of my "my loves" book but i was too busy to take the pics and figure out how to upload them onto my mac...by the way, i love macs, they really are the shit! But I will do that soon so i can share with you my new favorite mini book!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here's something i want and am very tempted to get! i love it! you can find other cool ones &lt;a href="http://www.paper-source.com/cgi-bin/paper/results/results.html?search_term=mugs&amp;amp;search=search"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SJpnby8A93I/AAAAAAAABCU/AhOPh5jvrqA/s400/wake+up.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231607644371875698" /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. adam, if you're reading this, i still think you were too general so you had to be right!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-5898358949786518955?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/5898358949786518955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=5898358949786518955' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/5898358949786518955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/5898358949786518955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/08/have-you-ever-wondered.html' title='Have you ever wondered.....'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SJpnby8A93I/AAAAAAAABCU/AhOPh5jvrqA/s72-c/wake+up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-7604294450001045355</id><published>2008-08-05T13:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T13:35:50.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>holy moly!!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it's been so long since i've blogged!!  I've just really been extremely busy with school and haven't felt like i had anything excited to share...not like i really ever did.  So i was just being lazy, i guess! So here's what's been up with me (it's not a whole lot):&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* i got a new mac and i'm in love with it!  now my pc seems like total junk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* i'm working with an awesome photographer, designing digital albums.  so fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* falling behind in school work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* haven't done laundry in about a month...and that's no joke!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* haven't purchased a single scrapbook product in a long time...over a month!  I don't think I've even stepped foot into a scrapbook store!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*This entire summer, I've only scrapbooked a handfull of times. i don't like that.  But I will post my almost completed "my loves" album...love the way it turned out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;be back with some fun pics tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-7604294450001045355?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/7604294450001045355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=7604294450001045355' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7604294450001045355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7604294450001045355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/08/holy-moly.html' title='holy moly!!'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-4733380890260707626</id><published>2008-07-13T12:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:10.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>eve and her apple</title><content type='html'>since adam and farah were the bartenders at marilyn's shower, farah went out and bought a shit load of liquor so they could practice making drinks...this is what the craziness looked like...look at all the liquor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222545815932742290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SHo1v9XfqpI/AAAAAAAABCM/I6BRzzU2FwA/s400/adam+and+farah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since we're on the subject of liquor...i'll share a funny memory with you.  A few years ago, a few girlfriends and I went to Chicago for a weekend trip.  Next to our hotel was a small grocery store and a light bulb went off... I had the best idea!  Since I had been so sick of the bar and sick of nasty guys with their ridiculous pick up lines, I was going to get them back.  I went into the grocery store, bought an apple, and off to the bar I went.  I had a plan. The first guy that was going to talk to me was going to be the victim.  And here he is... as soon as he asked me my name I busted out my apple, bit into it and said, "Eve". I thought for sure he'd go away after that but he DIDN'T!!  He kept talking to me!  I mean didn't he think that was strange?!  And he asked me what I was going to school for and I said nutrition!  I guess my plan didn't go as perfectly as planned.  But at least I got a picture! (lydia was waiting for me to do it lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SHo1vQf3PFI/AAAAAAAABB8/pKY1644-w0E/s1600-h/img078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222545803888245842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SHo1vQf3PFI/AAAAAAAABB8/pKY1644-w0E/s400/img078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and here's the last thing i wanted to show you guys.  I made marilyn's wedding invitations.  After proofing everything a million times with marilyn, I printed 158 of them and put it together....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SHo1vnlIcWI/AAAAAAAABCE/sEUnSPBAXPA/s1600-h/img077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222545810084360546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SHo1vnlIcWI/AAAAAAAABCE/sEUnSPBAXPA/s400/img077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....and then I noticed a mistake!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-4733380890260707626?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/4733380890260707626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=4733380890260707626' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/4733380890260707626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/4733380890260707626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/07/eve-and-her-apple.html' title='eve and her apple'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SHo1v9XfqpI/AAAAAAAABCM/I6BRzzU2FwA/s72-c/adam+and+farah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-1231025665286397746</id><published>2008-07-09T15:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T15:57:25.134-05:00</updated><title type='text'>decisions, decisions, decisions...</title><content type='html'>...i hate them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I SO damn indecisive?!! It's so bad it gets on my OWN nerves!!!!  I change my mind a million times with everything...it's crazy!  It even happens with scrapbooking! For example, a few times this week I set up my scrapbook stuff downstairs because I was feeling creative but after unloading everything and getting organized, I decide that i really don't feel like scrapping!  It's weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new dilemma.  I got offered a job deal with the photographer I'm working with now that I almost can't resist!  The problem is I can't take this job, juggle it with school and work at my current job...too much.  I know I'd LOVE this job if I decide to take it...it's very "scrapbookish", but I feel so bad for leaving Starfish!  I don't know what to do and I want to make a decision sooner rather than later so I can start making some money!  I wish someone would just tell me what to do!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-1231025665286397746?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/1231025665286397746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=1231025665286397746' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/1231025665286397746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/1231025665286397746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/07/decisions-decisions-decisions.html' title='decisions, decisions, decisions...'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-6833631868771834174</id><published>2008-07-02T13:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:10.635-05:00</updated><title type='text'>finished</title><content type='html'>yay! i finished my first digital wedding album for my new job! wow..i really can't believe how long it took me! learning and getting used to the computer software was pretty tough, but i'm getting the hang of it. i actually got another book to work on today and i'm hoping to have it done in a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a LONG day at school yesterday, i had to do something fun before i called it a day so i made a few simple pages for my "R" book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SGvL3GT5qLI/AAAAAAAABBc/d_qBSeNkz7g/s1600-h/100_2753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218488740686178482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SGvL3GT5qLI/AAAAAAAABBc/d_qBSeNkz7g/s400/100_2753.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SGvL33We9UI/AAAAAAAABBk/xPOHJHeBSvI/s1600-h/100_2754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218488753850348866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SGvL33We9UI/AAAAAAAABBk/xPOHJHeBSvI/s400/100_2754.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SGvL4bkHauI/AAAAAAAABBs/CiKlmVIykKE/s1600-h/100_2757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218488763571202786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SGvL4bkHauI/AAAAAAAABBs/CiKlmVIykKE/s400/100_2757.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and i got the necklace in the mail today!!!  I LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SGvL4q2DiQI/AAAAAAAABB0/3Nynzh65m0c/s1600-h/100_2758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218488767672977666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SGvL4q2DiQI/AAAAAAAABB0/3Nynzh65m0c/s400/100_2758.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and check out the tag it came on...yup, that will definitely be used somehow, somewhere....i love it!  don't you just love finding free embellishments?  i went to lohemanns the other day with marie and saw a cute red sticker tag on a pair of jeans that said "i want to live like this forever"..yup, took that too.  how could i not?!&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/3642789546742185255-6833631868771834174?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/6833631868771834174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=6833631868771834174' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/6833631868771834174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/6833631868771834174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/07/finished.html' title='finished'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SGvL3GT5qLI/AAAAAAAABBc/d_qBSeNkz7g/s72-c/100_2753.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-4139967584000946863</id><published>2008-07-01T16:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:10.855-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate school!</title><content type='html'>really, i am so over school! the closer i get to graduation the more i HATE it! i especially dispise it when the professor makes you introduce yourself to the class: 1. it's so childish and makes me feel like i'm in 3rd grade and 2. who the fuck cares about what u say about yourself?! i'm actually blogging as someone is introducing herself..eerrgh! also, i have to be here for 8 hours every tuesday and thursday....this is what i have to say to everyone that's enjoying themselves in this beautiful weather today (and every tues and thurs for the rest of the summer):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218164863147229074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SGqlS8dQv5I/AAAAAAAABBU/Gv4_U6LKY0s/s400/fuck_you.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-4139967584000946863?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/4139967584000946863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=4139967584000946863' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/4139967584000946863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/4139967584000946863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-hate-school.html' title='i hate school!'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SGqlS8dQv5I/AAAAAAAABBU/Gv4_U6LKY0s/s72-c/fuck_you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-4886120984355117786</id><published>2008-06-25T22:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:11.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my head is spinning!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SGMJx2r41_I/AAAAAAAABAs/eHtla6ypl18/s1600-h/to+do2+this+one.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216023545523001330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SGMJx2r41_I/AAAAAAAABAs/eHtla6ypl18/s400/to+do2+this+one.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not sure what i was thinking when i took on a second job ontop of a full load of classes! by the way, that's 100 open house invitations for work, 250-275 wedding invitations, 70 shower invitations, and a 30 page digital wedding album (which is very difficult because the software i have to use is like a foreign language!)....check out my deadlines.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to scrapbook and take a nap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-4886120984355117786?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/4886120984355117786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=4886120984355117786' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/4886120984355117786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/4886120984355117786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-head-is-spinning.html' title='my head is spinning!'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SGMJx2r41_I/AAAAAAAABAs/eHtla6ypl18/s72-c/to+do2+this+one.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-2976370266437606606</id><published>2008-06-22T21:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:12.405-05:00</updated><title type='text'>holy shit...</title><content type='html'>how amazing are these gorgeous shoes?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SF8NvgIzK6I/AAAAAAAAA_0/20hGCFUMq6c/s1600-h/100_2609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214902003250178978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SF8NvgIzK6I/AAAAAAAAA_0/20hGCFUMq6c/s400/100_2609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and these heels...HOT! the part in between the silver is actually bamboo but u can't tell in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SF8Nvy4GVnI/AAAAAAAAA_8/DAy0H0dQGZc/s1600-h/100_2610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214902008280405618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SF8Nvy4GVnI/AAAAAAAAA_8/DAy0H0dQGZc/s400/100_2610.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yup, those are my new GUCCI shoes!!!! Farah, Marilyn, and Chrystal pitched in and bought them for my birthday! I am in LOVE with them...seriously! The first thing I did when I got up this morning was put those babies on! I swear, I've never owned such a gorgeous pair of shoes! Ok, enough of the shoes...check out these beautiful earrings Marie got me....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214903090099573730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SF8Ouw940-I/AAAAAAAABAM/POjWZq-vuq0/s400/100_2679.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I swear, Marie always gets me the best jewelry! I don't think I've ever not liked something she's bought me...Marie, I can always count on you for awesome jewelry! She bought me a cute make up bag I have been eyeing too, which can also be used as a cool clutch! Then a bunch of us girls went out to dinner and they surprised me with this pretty cake (it's pink and brown).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SF8NwCK7C-I/AAAAAAAABAE/SEk7UhpncUs/s1600-h/100_2649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214902012385889250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SF8NwCK7C-I/AAAAAAAABAE/SEk7UhpncUs/s400/100_2649.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They really spoiled me last night....thanks guys! All of you are truly the best! I really do have the best friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today we spent the day on the lake. Here's me and Adam, by the way Adam had an entire pitcher of Margarita ALL to himself!!! nasty!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214903097865418866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SF8OvN5aOHI/AAAAAAAABAU/AFF0ncjNtu0/s400/100_2660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;another pic....adam, my brother, and chrystal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214903099432268866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SF8OvTu-dEI/AAAAAAAABAc/9771-f8kYhc/s400/100_2654.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;it was a good weekend....wouldn't you think so too if you got those Gucci shoes? : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-2976370266437606606?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/2976370266437606606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=2976370266437606606' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/2976370266437606606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/2976370266437606606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/06/holy-shit.html' title='holy shit...'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SF8NvgIzK6I/AAAAAAAAA_0/20hGCFUMq6c/s72-c/100_2609.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-8477841239432793960</id><published>2008-06-21T15:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:12.704-05:00</updated><title type='text'>first birthday surprise</title><content type='html'>and probably the only one...i don't think you get to many birthday surprises when your 31!  man, i can't believe how old i'm getting! seriously, time goes way too fast and i think it just gets faster and faster as you age.  it's kinda scary.  Anyway, here are the beautiful  flowers my aunt sent me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SF1nFYKrj1I/AAAAAAAAA_k/LFRA0M3OTEs/s1600-h/100_2596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214437285649157970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SF1nFYKrj1I/AAAAAAAAA_k/LFRA0M3OTEs/s400/100_2596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i love the vase...so plain and bigger than the ones I have.  i love the bonus for getting flowers sent to me...a free vase!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made these bridal shower invitations for one of my best friends...it's a sex in the city theme. We whipped up 80 of these in less than 3 hrs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SF1nF4IAikI/AAAAAAAAA_s/sLHGCkaPjJg/s1600-h/100_2607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214437294227884610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SF1nF4IAikI/AAAAAAAAA_s/sLHGCkaPjJg/s400/100_2607.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's crappy out (and I LOVE it)...very dark, windy, and rainy which means its time for a serious nap! especially since i'm going out with the girls tonight for my b-day celebration...can't wait to drink tons of wine...yummy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-8477841239432793960?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/8477841239432793960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=8477841239432793960' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/8477841239432793960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/8477841239432793960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-birthday-surprise.html' title='first birthday surprise'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SF1nFYKrj1I/AAAAAAAAA_k/LFRA0M3OTEs/s72-c/100_2596.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-2434359350758236581</id><published>2008-06-19T21:46:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:13.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish i was rich</title><content type='html'>how beautiful is this clutch?! i want it SOOO bad! too bad it's $300 dollars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SFsaXi5CxSI/AAAAAAAAA-8/utsD28YvE6U/s1600-h/moyna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213789985416856866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SFsaXi5CxSI/AAAAAAAAA-8/utsD28YvE6U/s400/moyna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and i've had my eye on &lt;a href="http://www.darwinbell.com/signlanguage/shell.html"&gt;darwin bell's &lt;/a&gt;awesome wall art...i would love to have one of these!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213796670425989730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SFsgcqfbAmI/AAAAAAAAA_U/xikkwjL2fAM/s400/sign2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;i think adam's getting me one of these gorgeous &lt;a href="http://www.laureldenise.com/shop/artandsoul/joyfully.html"&gt;necklaces&lt;/a&gt; for my birthday...actually i know he's getting me one...i'm custom ordering it to say "i will make a difference" and the charm is actually glass....can't wait to get it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213798865546827954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SFsicb9A2LI/AAAAAAAAA_c/4Se2FOkAF6s/s400/necklace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;my list of "i wants" can go and on and on.....i swear shopping DOES make a girl feel so much better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i made this for the &lt;a href="http://guttergirlz.blogspot.com/"&gt;gutter girlz &lt;/a&gt;...the challenge was to scrap about being a woman using panty hose....so my aunt gave me her fish net stocking and i made this....by the way, it took me forever to make this and i'm not too thrilled with the way it turned out. i pictured it to look better in my head....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SFsaX-L8HMI/AAAAAAAAA_E/uAlYExzsV0k/s1600-h/woman1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213789992743869634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SFsaX-L8HMI/AAAAAAAAA_E/uAlYExzsV0k/s400/woman1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SFsaYO1wI_I/AAAAAAAAA_M/NBGQNRrXe10/s1600-h/woman3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213789997214213106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SFsaYO1wI_I/AAAAAAAAA_M/NBGQNRrXe10/s400/woman3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oh, marie, mishy, and chris...i took these from you mom. i asked her if i could cut them up and she said, "yeah take them. whenever i try to wear them i just feel like a...a hooker."....she was laughing like she was embarrassed when she was telling me that...you know what i mean right?! she cracked me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-2434359350758236581?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/2434359350758236581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=2434359350758236581' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/2434359350758236581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/2434359350758236581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-wish-i-was-rich.html' title='i wish i was rich'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SFsaXi5CxSI/AAAAAAAAA-8/utsD28YvE6U/s72-c/moyna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-675915578848624822</id><published>2008-06-17T22:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:13.947-05:00</updated><title type='text'>goose is a pervert</title><content type='html'>every once in a while i'll catch goose doing this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SFh_qJncnqI/AAAAAAAAA-s/Bz-a-aVv5cU/s1600-h/goose+and+panties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213056930793954978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SFh_qJncnqI/AAAAAAAAA-s/Bz-a-aVv5cU/s400/goose+and+panties.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yup, that's my underwear...i guess one pair wasn't enough for him today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SFh_qdN6vMI/AAAAAAAAA-0/2r8A3oE9XJU/s1600-h/goose+and+panties1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213056936055585986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SFh_qdN6vMI/AAAAAAAAA-0/2r8A3oE9XJU/s400/goose+and+panties1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;moral of the story:  make sure your panties land INSIDE the laundry basket!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-675915578848624822?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/675915578848624822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=675915578848624822' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/675915578848624822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/675915578848624822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/06/goose-is-pervert.html' title='goose is a pervert'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SFh_qJncnqI/AAAAAAAAA-s/Bz-a-aVv5cU/s72-c/goose+and+panties.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-2840732605652588574</id><published>2008-06-16T21:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:14.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>in the dumps</title><content type='html'>I really hate it when i fall into the dumps...sometimes i just don't know how to get out of them...that's pretty much how my weekend went.  Although i was depressed this weekend, I managed to go to a graduation party and a wedding. The wedding was absolutely stunning! A little too formal, but breath taking.  They served TONS of food....lamp chops and crabcakes for o'rderves...just to name a couple..and a 5 course meal served.  Each course was served with a different glass of wine (all imported from Italy, of course!)...and the reception hall....OMG!  let's just say it was at a yhat club in one of the richest (if not richest) city in MI....we were surrounded by Lake St. Claire and it was a gorgeous day...what a wedding!  But I have to say that although i was so down the 6 or 7 glasses of wine really cheered me up!  gotta love that wine, i swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did a few more pages for my "confessions" journal...i think it's getting as full as it can for right now...can't think of anymore (maybe one) but i love this mini...it was so fun to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SFceeBcyhFI/AAAAAAAAA-c/VOUIM5WuZSs/s1600-h/sleep+on+same+pillow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212668594838733906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SFceeBcyhFI/AAAAAAAAA-c/VOUIM5WuZSs/s400/sleep+on+same+pillow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yes, i do wash it...and please no comments about my old pillow case that i hid from everyone for years (ohhh that could be another "confession")....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this next one i changed, i hated how the original confession looked, so here's the updated version...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SFceft4ryAI/AAAAAAAAA-k/M4JQmHzfDHs/s1600-h/snuck+off+to+la.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212668623946762242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SFceft4ryAI/AAAAAAAAA-k/M4JQmHzfDHs/s400/snuck+off+to+la.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this next one really is true...not one single pair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SFceULnOplI/AAAAAAAAA-E/xsPFf-5OQa0/s1600-h/flat+shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212668425768183378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SFceULnOplI/AAAAAAAAA-E/xsPFf-5OQa0/s400/flat+shoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SFceU6ouETI/AAAAAAAAA-M/Opy2USNOkgg/s1600-h/home+alone+30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212668438390903090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SFceU6ouETI/AAAAAAAAA-M/Opy2USNOkgg/s400/home+alone+30.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; thanks to michelle, i have someone to "keep me safe" when adam goes out of town....thanks mishy!  oh, that's what i'm gonna do my next layout about and it's gonna be about u!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SFceVv74FhI/AAAAAAAAA-U/GkxKLgPj0Nk/s1600-h/obessed+w+dictionaries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212668452698330642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SFceVv74FhI/AAAAAAAAA-U/GkxKLgPj0Nk/s400/obessed+w+dictionaries.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this last one was redone too cause i hated how the original one turned out....this just looks better to me.  &lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm drained.  it's after 1am.  i work tomorrow and i don't want to. i need to go to bed.  i'm out.&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/3642789546742185255-2840732605652588574?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/2840732605652588574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=2840732605652588574' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/2840732605652588574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/2840732605652588574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-dumps.html' title='in the dumps'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SFceeBcyhFI/AAAAAAAAA-c/VOUIM5WuZSs/s72-c/sleep+on+same+pillow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-9143941086196465549</id><published>2008-06-09T22:11:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:15.531-05:00</updated><title type='text'>internet = lazy</title><content type='html'>Seriously, I don't know what I used to do before the internet! I really have an obsession with it. I think that if I had to choose between my cell phone and the laptop, the laptop would win...hands down! With the crazy storms we've had, power went out everywhere (but not at my house, thank god!) and our internet connection went down. So since I had no internet this morning I actually played a "good" wife...i cleaned AND i cooked!!!! I guess that's what it takes...take the internet away and i'll actually get something done around here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily it came back up and I can post a few things I worked on this weekend. I finally made the cover for my "confessions" book....I love the fact that it's getting full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210085723186455602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SE3xXGvc5DI/AAAAAAAAA90/A_H_d6yIqaQ/s400/100_2518.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a confession....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SE3xj1KaBSI/AAAAAAAAA98/W3frT6bQlFE/s1600-h/100_2516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210085941805974818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SE3xj1KaBSI/AAAAAAAAA98/W3frT6bQlFE/s400/100_2516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and I LOVE these MM alphas...this is a page in my "R" book....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SE3xWoU0asI/AAAAAAAAA9s/Tn96iMed1KM/s1600-h/100_2523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210085715021687490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SE3xWoU0asI/AAAAAAAAA9s/Tn96iMed1KM/s400/100_2523.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and Chris, finally a page for you! Sorry, Mish...yours is coming soon! It took me FOREVER to get this page done tonight....i just wasn't feelin it. Hopefully my creative juices don't stop flowing...i love that i've been scrapbooking more...feels so good and I'm actually using my stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210085692995101746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SE3xVWRRZDI/AAAAAAAAA9k/ZgcPZye6UsQ/s400/yeast+infection.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's it for now....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-9143941086196465549?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/9143941086196465549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=9143941086196465549' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/9143941086196465549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/9143941086196465549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/06/internet-lazy.html' title='internet = lazy'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SE3xXGvc5DI/AAAAAAAAA90/A_H_d6yIqaQ/s72-c/100_2518.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-2640746539754887229</id><published>2008-06-04T22:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:15.895-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hello stanley</title><content type='html'>Although I was feeling a little down tonight...i was happy to watch the wings win the stanely cup! The last second...literally...was such a close call but Woo Hoo cause WE WON!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have too much to say lately...not sure what's going on with me. But I have been scrapping ALOT that's for sure...and loving it! Tonight the mojo really wasn't there but I still worked on some things. I made this for my "R" mini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SEdafxCnKnI/AAAAAAAAA9U/_304pBqKzv0/s1600-h/100_2502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208230995864005234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SEdafxCnKnI/AAAAAAAAA9U/_304pBqKzv0/s400/100_2502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and this is a layout i might put in my mom's book. it was extremely hard to scrap....took me forever and i'm not really happy with it, but i just wanted to finish it. I couldn't find the right paper so I printed the lyrics to one of my favorite Madonna songs, "Promise to Try" (she wrote it for her mom) on cardstock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SEdagrhzIKI/AAAAAAAAA9c/3lIvoJbXRTw/s1600-h/days+gone+by+momma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208231011564069026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SEdagrhzIKI/AAAAAAAAA9c/3lIvoJbXRTw/s400/days+gone+by+momma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture of mom was taken at my bridal shower and I absolutely love it!! It just shows her exactly the way she was....always so much fun, always so happy...so loving. It's my favorite picture of her but it's also a very difficult picture for me to look at. The blurriness of it makes me see how she just faded away...gone...nowhere to be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, this was supposed to be a funny post, but Adam wouldn't let me post what i wanted to post...he said it was rude and really it was.  I took a video on my cell phone of the most annoying guy on earth.  he's in my class and all he does is rock back and forth in his squeeky chair for 3 hours non stop....IT DRIVES ME CRAZY!  For real, it does!  I really get angry and nervous and distracted.  For the entire class period I debate whether or not to kick his chair...never have...yet.  But i did take a video (you can't really see his face in it) to show my friends and hubby, who i text during class to bitch about him...too bad i can't share it with you guys...it really is kinda rude of me to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-2640746539754887229?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/2640746539754887229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=2640746539754887229' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/2640746539754887229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/2640746539754887229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello-stanley.html' title='hello stanley'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SEdafxCnKnI/AAAAAAAAA9U/_304pBqKzv0/s72-c/100_2502.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-5277828241462948495</id><published>2008-06-03T20:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:16.215-05:00</updated><title type='text'>flattered</title><content type='html'>Candice emailed me this morning to tell me that her and I are featured on the SIStv's catwalk this week!!! For the cousins who don't know what i'm talking about, SIStv is a scrapbooking website where scrapbookers can post their layouts and talk about scrapbooking...pretty fun, huh?! I know! Anyway, every Tuesday the design team members, and the Jeanette (the woman who started the site) pick their favorite layout and Jeanette picked ME!!!!!! How cool is that....check it out &lt;a href="http://www.scrapinstyletv.com/portfolio/catwalk.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that just inspired me to scrap more! Here's another page I did today of goose and his toys....he LOVES them!  And this is how he ALWAYS sleeps with them in his mouth...it's the cutest thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207831559316098434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SEXvNf8azYI/AAAAAAAAA9E/r4qCdtLZ9ys/s400/his+toys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This our old man right here....doesn't he really look like one?  With a "huh?" look....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207831563333899202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SEXvNu6Vk8I/AAAAAAAAA9M/qJXg1AMTdU0/s400/huh+goose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-5277828241462948495?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/5277828241462948495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=5277828241462948495' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/5277828241462948495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/5277828241462948495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/06/flattered.html' title='flattered'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SEXvNf8azYI/AAAAAAAAA9E/r4qCdtLZ9ys/s72-c/his+toys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-2677938593745915701</id><published>2008-06-02T18:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:18.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>layouts layouts layouts</title><content type='html'>embrace yourselves people...i have 6 layouts!!!  i think that's the most i've ever posted at once...and the most i've ever done in 2 days!  i'm so proud of myself!  i went scrapbooking with one of my favorite scrapbookers today...&lt;a href="http://stopitsscrappintime.blogspot.com/"&gt;she's&lt;/a&gt; SO inspiring! i seriously love everything she makes and she has the coolest supplies....so jealous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are some layouts I've made...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207429416796128082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SESBduUNg1I/AAAAAAAAA8k/ZhPGZy4n9w4/s400/so+annoying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207429364084371890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SESBap8v8bI/AAAAAAAAA8U/L_TenD9xiIE/s400/i+scrap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one was totally jacked from &lt;a href="http://lifeintheobrienhouse.typepad.com/"&gt;Katie&lt;/a&gt;.  I loved her version so much I had to have one of my own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207429968794542258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SESB92q44LI/AAAAAAAAA80/y2NUHrLGFm0/s400/wish+list.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and these go in my journal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SESB9VA_yrI/AAAAAAAAA8s/AxwjHB_0R8Q/s1600-h/nothing+happens+until+you+decide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207429959760464562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SESB9VA_yrI/AAAAAAAAA8s/AxwjHB_0R8Q/s400/nothing+happens+until+you+decide.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SESB-W8VuCI/AAAAAAAAA88/LU6WUFOM6kE/s1600-h/stop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207429977457670178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SESB-W8VuCI/AAAAAAAAA88/LU6WUFOM6kE/s400/stop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SESBcaFrIxI/AAAAAAAAA8c/Vu_0dMVo8LA/s1600-h/missing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207429394186576658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SESBcaFrIxI/AAAAAAAAA8c/Vu_0dMVo8LA/s400/missing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm on a roll.....i think i might be doing some more while I watch the Red Wings game tonight.  Go Wings!&lt;br /&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/3642789546742185255-2677938593745915701?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/2677938593745915701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=2677938593745915701' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/2677938593745915701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/2677938593745915701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/06/layouts-layouts-layouts.html' title='layouts layouts layouts'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SESBduUNg1I/AAAAAAAAA8k/ZhPGZy4n9w4/s72-c/so+annoying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-7531559005175227244</id><published>2008-05-30T10:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:20.585-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bad bad blogger</title><content type='html'>right before bed, out of nowhere, adam asked me why i haven't updated my blog (it was so cute. i love the fact that he reads it!). I checked my posts and saw that I only have 5 posts for May! Can't believe it...only 5! I guess i've really been boring and lazy lately, but I decided to start blogging more regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been in the mood to scrapbook lately. I actually made these pages for my "R" book (random things @ random times) last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SEAdo46BCmI/AAAAAAAAA78/SztzKLk9IG8/s1600-h/never.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206193757547989602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SEAdo46BCmI/AAAAAAAAA78/SztzKLk9IG8/s400/never.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SEAdpo6BCnI/AAAAAAAAA8E/3s0e7IM9NiM/s1600-h/so+cool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206193770432891506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SEAdpo6BCnI/AAAAAAAAA8E/3s0e7IM9NiM/s400/so+cool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SEAdrI6BCoI/AAAAAAAAA8M/x8NIaxL2fa8/s1600-h/miss+u.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206193796202695298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SEAdrI6BCoI/AAAAAAAAA8M/x8NIaxL2fa8/s400/miss+u.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this weekend I NEED TO TAKE PICTURES!!! i swear, i really have nothing to scrapbook since I have the same old pictures!!! i want to start taking different pictures of EVERYTHING! Whenever I look at &lt;a href="http://teatoast.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marie's&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://stopitsscrappintime.blogspot.com/"&gt;Staci's&lt;/a&gt; blogs I always get jealous of their pictures! They have SO many!!! I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to have a busy weekend: wings/pistons game tonight, bbq at friends house tomorrow, engagement party sunday. I should be able to take quite a few pics...well, i better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. every friday, i look forward to &lt;a href="http://efferdares.com/"&gt;"the dares"&lt;/a&gt; ...i love love love them!  but lately, it's been so disappointing! they've sucked and been slacking...half of them not even layouts...wtf?  i need my dares girls to come back....full swing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-7531559005175227244?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/7531559005175227244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=7531559005175227244' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7531559005175227244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7531559005175227244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/05/bad-bad-blogger.html' title='bad bad blogger'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SEAdo46BCmI/AAAAAAAAA78/SztzKLk9IG8/s72-c/never.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-6797605985266078335</id><published>2008-05-21T16:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:21.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>facts and pics</title><content type='html'>* me + grocery store = bad mood *&lt;br /&gt;* i am not photogenic *&lt;br /&gt;* drinking water from a straw or a restaurant grosses me out *&lt;br /&gt;* i am a nightmare in the kitchen, which is probably why at 30 i could count how many times i have cooked on 2 hands *&lt;br /&gt;* i have a 2 more semesters of school before i get my bachelors degree in psychology and the amount of desire i have for the subject is 0 *&lt;br /&gt;* jigsaw puzzles are fun *&lt;br /&gt;* i want to shove xanax down the throat of a guy in my class. he CONSTANTLY rocks back and forth and it drives me up the wall *&lt;br /&gt;* i think about my mom every minute of the day *&lt;br /&gt;* i miss her *&lt;br /&gt;* i got free embelishments off of my friends newly bought jeans *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was goose 2 days ago with his brand new toy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SDSUAUs2CwI/AAAAAAAAA7k/BHIuopHgE1w/s1600-h/100_2314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202946202797476610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SDSUAUs2CwI/AAAAAAAAA7k/BHIuopHgE1w/s400/100_2314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is goose a few minutes ago with the same toy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SDSUBUs2CyI/AAAAAAAAA70/mVsj3Js6xoQ/s1600-h/100_2325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202946219977345826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SDSUBUs2CyI/AAAAAAAAA70/mVsj3Js6xoQ/s400/100_2325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the cool and free emelishments off of a pair of jeans....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202946211387411218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SDSUA0s2CxI/AAAAAAAAA7s/KGcIEe7qhUA/s400/100_2320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-6797605985266078335?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/6797605985266078335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=6797605985266078335' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/6797605985266078335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/6797605985266078335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/05/facts-and-pics.html' title='facts and pics'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SDSUAUs2CwI/AAAAAAAAA7k/BHIuopHgE1w/s72-c/100_2314.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-4200571157643153414</id><published>2008-05-17T11:57:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:21.702-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i blame candice pj!</title><content type='html'>yeah you, Candice, my cyber friend!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after reading Candice's blog and seeing her neat and clean scrapbook room (which by the way, mine usually is except for the last month) I decided I had to straighten out my room immediately. Well my friends, it didn't quite turn out that way. I created a BIGGER disaster!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I saw when I walked in....a desk full of shit....not to mention what was all over the floor and couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201392622932200162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SC8PCEs2CuI/AAAAAAAAA7U/_j-q4w2DKjs/s400/mess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So, as I began to pick up the mess off the desk I found this picture....it's the window display at Nordstrom that I just had to somehow replicate onto my scrapbook room wall (just the "inspo is everywhere" not the background).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201393829818010354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SC8QIUs2CvI/AAAAAAAAA7c/dsQs6gESD8A/s400/insp+is+everywhere.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The light bulb went off in my head. "Ooohh, I can do this right now on my OWN wall...it would look SO cool....especially in RED!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201392584277494466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SC8O_0s2CsI/AAAAAAAAA7E/u5lWP4S7QLk/s400/room.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201392605752330962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SC8PBEs2CtI/AAAAAAAAA7M/vBFkHLXTb6I/s400/disaster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;DISGUSTING!!!!!!!!! What the hell have I done?! I mean, did I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; think it was going to look like the Nordstrom window display?!! What a fuckin idiot! Marie had to throw in that it looked like a murderer did it......but I would have to agree especially since i told Adam the same thing!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So now, my room is 10x worse than it was...thanks Candice!! I bet your getting a kick out of these pictures (lol)! I bet you weren't expecting this sort of disaster!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-4200571157643153414?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/4200571157643153414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=4200571157643153414' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/4200571157643153414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/4200571157643153414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-blame-candice-pj.html' title='i blame candice pj!'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SC8PCEs2CuI/AAAAAAAAA7U/_j-q4w2DKjs/s72-c/mess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-8410145958433422068</id><published>2008-05-16T00:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:22.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome boss and layouts</title><content type='html'>I really don't have to much to say except that I'm enjoying my week off of work. My awesome boss gave me the week off after monday because I put so many hours in over the weekend for monday's event.....so she basically told me i deserved the rest of the week off! we also scheduled a dinner/drinks meeting to celebrate the successful mother's day event....don't you wish you had a boss like mine?! One that lets you take a week off and then takes you out for drinks!! She's pretty cool don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scrapbooked a couple layouts, which I haven't done in a long time. Most of the other stuff i've been making is for my mini random book. But here are 2 actual layouts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you knew this layout was coming didn't you....it's my stats book on fire : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SC0VlUs2CpI/AAAAAAAAA6s/T_pXAJ9GhQc/s1600-h/fuck+stats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200836875638934162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SC0VlUs2CpI/AAAAAAAAA6s/T_pXAJ9GhQc/s400/fuck+stats.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SC0Vlks2CqI/AAAAAAAAA60/DEYozIqDkDA/s1600-h/she.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200836879933901474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SC0Vlks2CqI/AAAAAAAAA60/DEYozIqDkDA/s400/she.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and of course one mini for the random book...i couldn't resist. I love how this turned out and it was so easy and quick...gotta love that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SC0Vl0s2CrI/AAAAAAAAA68/jb2unqRZVpw/s1600-h/dear+rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200836884228868786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SC0Vl0s2CrI/AAAAAAAAA68/jb2unqRZVpw/s400/dear+rain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that's all for now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-8410145958433422068?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/8410145958433422068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=8410145958433422068' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/8410145958433422068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/8410145958433422068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/05/layouts.html' title='awesome boss and layouts'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SC0VlUs2CpI/AAAAAAAAA6s/T_pXAJ9GhQc/s72-c/fuck+stats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-4921656599098577105</id><published>2008-05-12T23:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:22.917-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my friends are awesome!</title><content type='html'>I swear, I have the BEST friends!! If it wasn't for Janan, Chrystal, Foof, Carolyn, Marie, and Michelle, my event would have been a disaster! They literally saved an event I put together, a mother's day pamper party. Janan helped me set before the event (seriously, janan i can't say it enough...you saved me this morning!) and made all the women's appointments. I can't forget Marie and Michelle too!  Of course, they came early and helped set up....we finished just in the knick of time! Marie was one of my eyebrow shapers, and Foof, Carolyn, and Chrystal were my manicurists!!! Oh and Michelle was my bitch : ) jk mishy, you know i would be lost without you...my partner, my #1 helper, and the godmother of my first unborn child! fyi everyone: michelle named her self "the bitch" for the event....funny girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was on my feet (in heals) from 9am-5pm today...never sat down. My feet are throbbing! But that didn't stop me from scrapbooking tonight. I made 2 quick pages for my random thoughts book......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SCkTE0s2CmI/AAAAAAAAA6U/IIViMkqpVdI/s1600-h/michelle+renee+marie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199708218363087458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SCkTE0s2CmI/AAAAAAAAA6U/IIViMkqpVdI/s400/michelle+renee+marie2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SCkTFks2CnI/AAAAAAAAA6c/togn91WEONs/s1600-h/fabulous.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199708231247989362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SCkTFks2CnI/AAAAAAAAA6c/togn91WEONs/s400/fabulous.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've been wanting to scrapbook this picture of my mom (the one in the frame), but just don't have the heart to do it yet. I can barely look at this specific picture without crying. Although it's blurry, it's absolutely perfect. In my eyes, life with my mom seems like a blur...a life time ago... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SCkTF0s2CoI/AAAAAAAAA6k/A0nSCO3H58M/s1600-h/flowers+and+mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199708235542956674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SCkTF0s2CoI/AAAAAAAAA6k/A0nSCO3H58M/s400/flowers+and+mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom, there's a huge hole in my heart. i need you. i want you back. i can't imagine living the rest of my life without you. i would have done anything to save you...anything. i miss you so much it hurts. what a sweet day it will be to be with you again....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-4921656599098577105?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/4921656599098577105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=4921656599098577105' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/4921656599098577105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/4921656599098577105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-friends-are-awesome.html' title='my friends are awesome!'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SCkTE0s2CmI/AAAAAAAAA6U/IIViMkqpVdI/s72-c/michelle+renee+marie2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-4354024630971848856</id><published>2008-05-08T13:09:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:23.065-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF??!!</title><content type='html'>Anything that could have gone wrong today, went wrong!! Shall, I share my day with you?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I work for an organization that services families that live in poverty. I decided to throw a pamper party for about 100 moms that use our services. My only manicurist, who by the way I've been going to for 10 years, canceled on me! She has known about this for a month and knew that she was my only manicurist! AND the event is on MONDAY!! Needless to say, I'm never going to her again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. The lady, my partner who is throwing the party with me, was supposed to get 6 other organizations to pass out info to women (heart assoc, diabetes assoc, etc)....She DIDN'T do it!! All the organizations are listed on the flyers....1300 of them! That's the only thing I asked the bitch to do!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I was supposed to pick 100 magazines today from 6 degrees magazine.....i've tried calling that bitch 3 times....no answer! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Since I still don't have my own office, I use unoccupied offices. Well, I got kicked out of 2 of them in a matter of 10 minutes! I just picked up my shit and left!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. A woman I work with, who has been such a good friend to me,.....is leaving tomorrow!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. I went to check what building my class is in tomorrow (my first and only one for the spring semester) and I missed it!!!! It was on Wednesday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am having chest pain!!! This is what I have to say to life today........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198074366998018114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SCNFGKD6-EI/AAAAAAAAA6M/rGaYZrxbwwg/s400/fuck_you.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh and Madonna is going on tour this fall and is not coming to her hometown! hater!  how disappointing...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-4354024630971848856?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/4354024630971848856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=4354024630971848856' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/4354024630971848856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/4354024630971848856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/05/wtf.html' title='WTF??!!'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SCNFGKD6-EI/AAAAAAAAA6M/rGaYZrxbwwg/s72-c/fuck_you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-4739892121193819664</id><published>2008-04-28T12:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:23.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So...</title><content type='html'>1. going to florida tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;2. checked the forecast in ft. lauderdale.....RAIN!!! wtf?!&lt;br /&gt;3. got spray tanned so i don't scare people off the beach...but the tan is a shade of brownish-ORANGE!&lt;br /&gt;4. gained 3lbs....just in time for my trip!&lt;br /&gt;5. went to Dunkin Donuts before work this morning....(the same girls working every time), had a sense that they were talking about me....i can tell, this happens every time i got to this particular DD...i wish i could understand their language damn it!&lt;br /&gt;6. been scrapbooking and loving it! this is what i made this past weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SBYIFa5NZnI/AAAAAAAAA58/kk52MZ5ork0/s1600-h/rafting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194348109430089330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SBYIFa5NZnI/AAAAAAAAA58/kk52MZ5ork0/s400/rafting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SBYIFq5NZoI/AAAAAAAAA6E/hjA6cHz0zG0/s1600-h/cousins+redefined.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194348113725056642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SBYIFq5NZoI/AAAAAAAAA6E/hjA6cHz0zG0/s400/cousins+redefined.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the picture on this turned out funny, this is not really what the actual pic looks like.  Be back on friday....hopefully with some sort of tan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-4739892121193819664?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/4739892121193819664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=4739892121193819664' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/4739892121193819664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/4739892121193819664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/04/so.html' title='So...'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SBYIFa5NZnI/AAAAAAAAA58/kk52MZ5ork0/s72-c/rafting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-1454103002328653729</id><published>2008-04-25T22:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:23.522-05:00</updated><title type='text'>funny</title><content type='html'>I heard about this on the radio almost a month ago and just came across it again...I thought it was so funny! I guess someone had something to say about our mayor.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SBKj8a5NZmI/AAAAAAAAA50/3eqq_zbMgoA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193393578718357090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SBKj8a5NZmI/AAAAAAAAA50/3eqq_zbMgoA/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that asshole is such a loser...Kwame get the fuck outta here!&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/3642789546742185255-1454103002328653729?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/1454103002328653729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=1454103002328653729' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/1454103002328653729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/1454103002328653729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/04/funny.html' title='funny'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SBKj8a5NZmI/AAAAAAAAA50/3eqq_zbMgoA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-8302379096858122355</id><published>2008-04-24T21:51:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:24.438-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i did</title><content type='html'>After my statistics final, marilyn and i went out for a few too many drinks. after about 3 hrs of alcohol consumption at j alexanders, we decided to continue the fun at home with a bond fire.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193010643729212946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SBFHqq5NZhI/AAAAAAAAA5M/VRGRv4s4hLs/s400/burn4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;yeah, that's my statistics book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SBFHqK5NZgI/AAAAAAAAA5E/wJH8PKvPO60/s1600-h/burn13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193010635139278338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SBFHqK5NZgI/AAAAAAAAA5E/wJH8PKvPO60/s400/burn13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this felt so good!!! at first i thought i could make a few bucks selling it, but decided this would be so much more satisfying....what better way to celebrate the dreadful class of statistics?! oh...notice the empty class of wine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is my favorite pic and i'm sure i'll be scrapbooking this one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193011360988751394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SBFIUa5NZiI/AAAAAAAAA5U/26Y7_-fAz-o/s400/BURN16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;and this is what's left of that fucking book that consumed hours and hours of my life....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193011614391821906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SBFIjK5NZlI/AAAAAAAAA5s/wogXdJ8rt30/s400/burn20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER in a million years did i ever think i would do this, but i did. And Marilyn and I had a damn good time doing it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-8302379096858122355?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/8302379096858122355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=8302379096858122355' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/8302379096858122355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/8302379096858122355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-did.html' title='i did'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SBFHqq5NZhI/AAAAAAAAA5M/VRGRv4s4hLs/s72-c/burn4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-7349383082771554643</id><published>2008-04-23T22:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:24.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>relief</title><content type='html'>i will never again have to take statistics after 2pm tomorrow!! thank the lord for that! tomorrow afternoon also starts my short vacation from school....boy do i need it. I'm just not into it anymore, i'm so done with school already! i've been itching to get creative and enjoy some free time (without having to worry about homework).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just to prove that i'm so over school, this is what i did instead of study for tomorrow's cumulative stats final....and i don't even feel bad about it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192656021164484066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SBAFI65NZeI/AAAAAAAAA40/azbJeSMk5SE/s400/life+in+a+blink+of+an+eye1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192656042639320562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SBAFKK5NZfI/AAAAAAAAA48/7jGaiPcsMOg/s400/i+miss+you+mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'll be putting these things in my "r" book (random thoughts at random times book).  i love that is slowly getting full (very slowly, but hey it's getting there).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-7349383082771554643?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/7349383082771554643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=7349383082771554643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7349383082771554643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7349383082771554643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/04/relief.html' title='relief'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SBAFI65NZeI/AAAAAAAAA40/azbJeSMk5SE/s72-c/life+in+a+blink+of+an+eye1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-7117774380300181823</id><published>2008-04-22T20:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T21:00:06.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>reminiscing</title><content type='html'>This reminds me of Marie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gEn9O77_SQc&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gEn9O77_SQc&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this reminds me of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jymwZyr6QCI&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jymwZyr6QCI&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the good old days....damn i miss them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-7117774380300181823?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/7117774380300181823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=7117774380300181823' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7117774380300181823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7117774380300181823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/04/reminiscing.html' title='reminiscing'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-6775212791459576522</id><published>2008-04-20T09:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:25.149-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ridiculous</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SAtVXmpi4YI/AAAAAAAAA4s/G5-7ArusYiM/s1600-h/art_coach_cake_lw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191336859474780546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SAtVXmpi4YI/AAAAAAAAA4s/G5-7ArusYiM/s400/art_coach_cake_lw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;$1,500 for a cake!! and it's for a 10yr old!! what's this world coming to?  I mean don't get me wrong it's an adorable cake, but give me a break!  whatever happened to meijer cakes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fyi: i would LOVE this purse if it was real! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-6775212791459576522?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/6775212791459576522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=6775212791459576522' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/6775212791459576522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/6775212791459576522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/04/ridiculous.html' title='ridiculous'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SAtVXmpi4YI/AAAAAAAAA4s/G5-7ArusYiM/s72-c/art_coach_cake_lw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-891952739097806946</id><published>2008-04-15T21:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:28.155-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Adam!!</title><content type='html'>my lazy ass didn't even bake a cake!!! I hate cooking so much, as we all know by now, but I should have probably baked a cake... But this is so much cuter (for all who know my cooking habits) and I'm sure tastes better too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SAV1xguQDJI/AAAAAAAAA4k/AAZU0eGCIrg/s1600-h/100_2019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189683639072328850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SAV1xguQDJI/AAAAAAAAA4k/AAZU0eGCIrg/s400/100_2019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the gift I gave Adam for his birthday today...I decided to make it last night at 8:30 and by midnight it was completed!! For me that's VERY fast!! Staci, aren't you proudof me?! So this is Adam's gift...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SAVr2guQC8I/AAAAAAAAA28/w0Jncsky0Y4/s1600-h/100_2030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189672729855396802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SAVr2guQC8I/AAAAAAAAA28/w0Jncsky0Y4/s400/100_2030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189679777896729714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SAVyQwuQDHI/AAAAAAAAA4U/-X4M9WHHkqU/s400/100_2031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189679786486664322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SAVyRQuQDII/AAAAAAAAA4c/zC-X26DV-ZU/s400/100_2032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189673219481668594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SAVsTAuQC_I/AAAAAAAAA3U/gFTW1MSBzDw/s400/100_2034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189673966805978114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SAVs-guQDAI/AAAAAAAAA3c/WvfVttu3CTQ/s400/100_2035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189673975395912722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SAVs_AuQDBI/AAAAAAAAA3k/v-L4C7AacOc/s400/100_2036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189673988280814626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SAVs_wuQDCI/AAAAAAAAA3s/T5q9JQVjIyI/s400/100_2037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189674860159175730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SAVtyguQDDI/AAAAAAAAA30/nqqiswemLL0/s400/100_2038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189674864454143042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SAVtywuQDEI/AAAAAAAAA38/3OrS7Gm7Ejk/s400/100_2039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189674873044077650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SAVtzQuQDFI/AAAAAAAAA4E/TRuUpZu0CyA/s400/100_2040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189675104972311650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SAVuAwuQDGI/AAAAAAAAA4M/1yjNxjlgKRs/s400/100_2041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;so my friends, Adam and I are finally going on vacation!!!!!! Our first one alone since we've been married (we couldn't go on a honeymoon)! and it's actually the first trip we have ever gone on alone...ever! (i don't count the 1 day trip to chicago as one). The only other times we've traveled together, we've gone with a bunch of people and it isn't exactly what i would call a vacation....(whitewater rafting, and family weddings). So we are WAY OVER DUE for this....Miami/Ft. Lauderdale here we come!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-891952739097806946?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/891952739097806946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=891952739097806946' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/891952739097806946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/891952739097806946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='Happy Birthday Adam!!'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/SAV1xguQDJI/AAAAAAAAA4k/AAZU0eGCIrg/s72-c/100_2019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-7644634845961849770</id><published>2008-04-09T15:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T15:37:00.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>still here</title><content type='html'>been feeling really shitty lately...just missing my mom (so badly that I almost went into a panic on friday) and questioning everything about life.  hopefully this feeling will pass soon.  but for now, i'm gonna try to focus on the good things in life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**  i've registered for the remaining classes of my college career&lt;br /&gt;**  i am blessed with a loving and caring family&lt;br /&gt;**  i can play boggle online for hours on end (no crying kids to take care of...yet)&lt;br /&gt;**  i have an amazing husband&lt;br /&gt;**  found this fun &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/home"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; (marie, i think you'll love this!)&lt;br /&gt;**  i haven't payed to get my hair done in about 7 yrs&lt;br /&gt;**  i have an A in statistics&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-7644634845961849770?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/7644634845961849770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=7644634845961849770' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7644634845961849770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7644634845961849770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/04/still-here.html' title='still here'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-1551952431143683601</id><published>2008-04-01T16:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T16:55:07.662-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm pregnant!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;april fools  : )   cousins and other blog readers....haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-1551952431143683601?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/1551952431143683601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=1551952431143683601' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/1551952431143683601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/1551952431143683601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/04/omg.html' title='OMG!!!!!'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-159207822296107877</id><published>2008-03-28T10:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T10:49:09.037-05:00</updated><title type='text'>are these people crazy??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This is called "the devil's swimming pool".  In September and December, people can actually swim as close to the edge of the falls without falling over! This crazy shit is located in Zimbabwe, Africa.  I couldn't get paid enought to do this...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rVN9KnWy-H8&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rVN9KnWy-H8&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/3642789546742185255-159207822296107877?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/159207822296107877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=159207822296107877' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/159207822296107877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/159207822296107877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/03/are-these-people-crazy.html' title='are these people crazy??'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-221507140327599742</id><published>2008-03-26T19:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:29.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>15 vs. 22</title><content type='html'>So I found this hilarious check list at Carolyn's last week. Adam and I each did one...I did one for him and he did one for me. It was so funny! I think you can click on it to see what we checked off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182209218240997250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-rn09UCZ4I/AAAAAAAAA2s/ObobmZZRvlA/s400/piss+me+off+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;he said he forgot one (tailgate), so really that makes it 16 vs. 22. And check out my list of 22! As Adam was reading this, he was shocked that I checked off "wear that shirt". &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182209213946029938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-rn0tUCZ3I/AAAAAAAAA2k/1jW2FBYPcQ0/s400/piss+me+off.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I marked it off cause he ALWAYS has holes in his white tees! Always! So he said, "holes, i don't have any holes!" But luckily, my camera was right next to me cause I got a picture of the hole!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He actually has 2 of them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-rnYtUCZ1I/AAAAAAAAA2U/Gw_o0LOH6tk/s1600-h/adam+with+hole+in+his+shirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182208732909692754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-rnYtUCZ1I/AAAAAAAAA2U/Gw_o0LOH6tk/s400/adam+with+hole+in+his+shirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's a better look....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-rnZNUCZ2I/AAAAAAAAA2c/uD1K6zJfBjU/s1600-h/hole2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182208741499627362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-rnZNUCZ2I/AAAAAAAAA2c/uD1K6zJfBjU/s400/hole2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then here's another page i made for my random thoughts book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182211924070393746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-rqSdUCZ5I/AAAAAAAAA20/TjMp342ddOY/s400/find+my+way+back+to+you.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-221507140327599742?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/221507140327599742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=221507140327599742' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/221507140327599742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/221507140327599742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/03/15-vs-22.html' title='15 vs. 22'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-rn09UCZ4I/AAAAAAAAA2s/ObobmZZRvlA/s72-c/piss+me+off+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-7264594441755018185</id><published>2008-03-22T23:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:29.437-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday, mom!</title><content type='html'>i wish you were here...i miss you so very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-Xf_tUCZ0I/AAAAAAAAA2M/iec1B3LhvKU/s1600-h/mar+23+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180793231948015426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-Xf_tUCZ0I/AAAAAAAAA2M/iec1B3LhvKU/s400/mar+23+08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is one of the pages that will go into my random thoughts book.  it was jacked from kc...my favorite scrapbooker.&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/3642789546742185255-7264594441755018185?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/7264594441755018185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=7264594441755018185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7264594441755018185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7264594441755018185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='happy birthday, mom!'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-Xf_tUCZ0I/AAAAAAAAA2M/iec1B3LhvKU/s72-c/mar+23+08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-1725272278717373453</id><published>2008-03-20T21:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:29.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>new mini</title><content type='html'>remember the SIS package I got from Candice, well I started making a mini book from the chipboard album that was part of the goodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an album of random thoughts at random times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-MhA9UCZxI/AAAAAAAAA10/gtfdL6636WU/s1600-h/R.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180020296748525330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-MhA9UCZxI/AAAAAAAAA10/gtfdL6636WU/s400/R.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love the look of different sized pages....it adds so much dimension...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-MhBNUCZyI/AAAAAAAAA18/xUfTD2tz4dM/s1600-h/mini+r.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180020301043492642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-MhBNUCZyI/AAAAAAAAA18/xUfTD2tz4dM/s400/mini+r.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and this is for all those people (there are a lot of those people) that tell me I look like Rachel Ray...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-MhBtUCZzI/AAAAAAAAA2E/o91AqGDPZ4I/s1600-h/no+i+don%27t+look+like+rachel+ray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180020309633427250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-MhBtUCZzI/AAAAAAAAA2E/o91AqGDPZ4I/s400/no+i+don%27t+look+like+rachel+ray.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; not much else going on. not feeling well again...chills and aches. i pretty much spent the entire day in bed...except for when I went to stats class. sounds like a fun day, huh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-1725272278717373453?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/1725272278717373453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=1725272278717373453' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/1725272278717373453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/1725272278717373453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-mini.html' title='new mini'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-MhA9UCZxI/AAAAAAAAA10/gtfdL6636WU/s72-c/R.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-8393566631379251346</id><published>2008-03-19T12:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:30.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG OMG OMG!!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm so excited!!!! I got the somerset issue today that has my first published feature article!!!! YAY!!!! although the pictures don't do the journal justice, check it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-FSHxbDJDI/AAAAAAAAA1U/qpz9Y3f_tD8/s1600-h/100_1879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179511339932132402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-FSHxbDJDI/AAAAAAAAA1U/qpz9Y3f_tD8/s400/100_1879.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-FSIhbDJEI/AAAAAAAAA1c/W3zMxhKbupw/s1600-h/100_1881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179511352817034306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-FSIhbDJEI/AAAAAAAAA1c/W3zMxhKbupw/s400/100_1881.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-FSJRbDJFI/AAAAAAAAA1k/Bu2ziOIKle4/s1600-h/100_1882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179511365701936210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-FSJRbDJFI/AAAAAAAAA1k/Bu2ziOIKle4/s400/100_1882.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love the fact that my mom is in the magazine too!!! I wish I could share this with you mom...you have no idea how bad I want to talk to you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179511597630170210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-FSWxbDJGI/AAAAAAAAA1s/Vs5K81xSrcg/s400/100_1883.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and marie, thanks for helping write the article...hopefully we'll do it again sometime : )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p.s. this really inspired me to scrapbook!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-8393566631379251346?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/8393566631379251346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=8393566631379251346' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/8393566631379251346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/8393566631379251346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/03/omg-omg-omg.html' title='OMG OMG OMG!!!!'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-FSHxbDJDI/AAAAAAAAA1U/qpz9Y3f_tD8/s72-c/100_1879.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-2344166028278510773</id><published>2008-03-18T22:45:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:31.908-05:00</updated><title type='text'>warning: pic heavy</title><content type='html'>so adam was in my scrapbook room trying to fix our internet connection.  He asked me for a pen (he was getting a number from the internet company).  I gave it to him and asked if he needed paper.  He said "no".  I asked what he's writing the number on.  He said "this thing".  I look over and it my favorite paper source label (which I have to order online if i want them)!!! I was like, "off all the things you can write on, you're writing on a paper source label!"  He said, "what's the big deal it's cut in half anyway"....he'll never understand!!!    and I guess if you're not a scrapbooker, you'll never understand either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we did a SIS gift swap...it was so much fun to do.  There were a bunch of us and I got paired up with Candice.  She sent me this lovely box..... notice the punchinella.....i died when i saw those...they're my favorite!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-CQQRbDJCI/AAAAAAAAA1M/FwqYkDP9YPA/s1600-h/100_1870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179298180705231906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-CQQRbDJCI/AAAAAAAAA1M/FwqYkDP9YPA/s400/100_1870.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and here's a better look at the paper....everyone that knows me knows that I'm a paper whore! esp. this kind of paper!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-CQDRbDJBI/AAAAAAAAA1E/6ulPMXPSaEE/s1600-h/100_1871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179297957366932498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-CQDRbDJBI/AAAAAAAAA1E/6ulPMXPSaEE/s400/100_1871.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and she sent a note (on a cute stationary of course)... ***ATTENTION COUSINS****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-CP0BbDJAI/AAAAAAAAA08/qpCFXwCZxzY/s1600-h/letter+to+cousins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179297695373927426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-CP0BbDJAI/AAAAAAAAA08/qpCFXwCZxzY/s400/letter+to+cousins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how sweet was that!!!  Thanks Candice, I loved it all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, since I have had absolutely no creative energy in the past 2/3 weeks...I thought I'd leave you with something I made at Scrapbowl at one of KC's classes.  It's called "my loves".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-CMuBbDI1I/AAAAAAAAAzk/tzsh6LzBc3Q/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179294293759828818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-CMuBbDI1I/AAAAAAAAAzk/tzsh6LzBc3Q/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-CMzxbDI2I/AAAAAAAAAzs/_AJcNA4METE/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179294392544076642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-CMzxbDI2I/AAAAAAAAAzs/_AJcNA4METE/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-CM1hbDI3I/AAAAAAAAAz0/E7bQRht1UwM/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179294422608847730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-CM1hbDI3I/AAAAAAAAAz0/E7bQRht1UwM/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179295041084138370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-CNZhbDI4I/AAAAAAAAAz8/SB2qFz7ucQQ/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179295814178251698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-COGhbDI7I/AAAAAAAAA0U/pg7MIpmoCuA/s400/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179296346754196450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-COlhbDI-I/AAAAAAAAA0s/hMOnaPhwfeU/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179295053969040290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-CNaRbDI6I/AAAAAAAAA0M/2xIw1crziRA/s400/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179295822768186306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-COHBbDI8I/AAAAAAAAA0c/hiQtrXl-oOQ/s400/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179295848537990098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-COIhbDI9I/AAAAAAAAA0k/3vg8lWcV_EE/s400/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;sorry some of the pics sucked but i didn't feel like retaking them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-2344166028278510773?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/2344166028278510773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=2344166028278510773' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/2344166028278510773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/2344166028278510773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/03/warning-pic-heavy.html' title='warning: pic heavy'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R-CQQRbDJCI/AAAAAAAAA1M/FwqYkDP9YPA/s72-c/100_1870.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-2113454540685956872</id><published>2008-03-17T22:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T23:26:53.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 things that....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;facinate me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. pope john paul II&lt;br /&gt;2. the human body&lt;br /&gt;3. people who know how to save their money and spend it wisely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;inspire me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  photography&lt;br /&gt;2. typeography&lt;br /&gt;3. other creative people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anger me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  animal abuse&lt;br /&gt;2.  slow drivers&lt;br /&gt;3.  people who ask too many questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;confuse me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  micheal jackson's face&lt;br /&gt;2.  how writing comes so easily to some people...i hate those people!&lt;br /&gt;3.  our galaxy...it's something i just can't fathom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;delight me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  animals&lt;br /&gt;2.  comments on my blog or emails&lt;br /&gt;3.  finding radom things that inspire me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;frieghten me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  spiders&lt;br /&gt;2.  planes&lt;br /&gt;3.  death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amaze me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  people that wake up at 5:30 or 6am...I could never do that!&lt;br /&gt;2.  dictionaries...so many damn words...don't know why i love them so much&lt;br /&gt;3.  influential/powerful people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sadden me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  dealth&lt;br /&gt;2.  animal abuse&lt;br /&gt;3.  lack of action taken by people to help improve the lives of others in need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;relax me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. serfing the web&lt;br /&gt;2. scrapbooking&lt;br /&gt;3. napping&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-2113454540685956872?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/2113454540685956872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=2113454540685956872' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/2113454540685956872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/2113454540685956872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/03/3-things-that.html' title='3 things that....'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-3532590490478061613</id><published>2008-03-13T22:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:32.391-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well hello hello</title><content type='html'>Where the hell have I been?!  Not really blogging that's for sure!  I swear my entire life consists of school and work! It's absolutely insane!!!  But, I have to say that all this studying is paying off.  I got my statistics test back today.  The class average was a 72% and I thought for sure I bombed it....BUT i actually got a 92%....oh my god, I heard the heavens sing!!! I was so shocked that I had to make sure it was my test...literally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been meaning to post this picture for a while now.  This was the funniest moment I've had for a long, long time (I need more of those).  Carolyn pulled her mercedes into my unshoveled driveway the day after a snow storm (a week and a half ago).  Of course she got stuck! And here are Chrystal, Marilyn, and me trying to push her out....It was SOOO funny...did we really think we were able to do that?!  I guess so.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R9nwwhbDIyI/AAAAAAAAAzM/sINwqnXO5O4/s1600-h/100_1814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177433963035304738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R9nwwhbDIyI/AAAAAAAAAzM/sINwqnXO5O4/s400/100_1814.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R9nwxBbDIzI/AAAAAAAAAzU/qwYRJyTSf6c/s1600-h/100_1815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177433971625239346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R9nwxBbDIzI/AAAAAAAAAzU/qwYRJyTSf6c/s400/100_1815.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R9nwxhbDI0I/AAAAAAAAAzc/6qlFS8tNkas/s1600-h/100_1817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177433980215173954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R9nwxhbDI0I/AAAAAAAAAzc/6qlFS8tNkas/s400/100_1817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;of course our weak selves couldn't do it alone, so after almost a half hour, we woke up Adam (who was sick by the way) to try....it worked.  she finally got out of our driveway.  It was a riot though.  we were dying of laughter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm throwing a Health and Safey Fair the day after Easter (march 24) for kids that live at or below the poverty line.  There are going to be a lot of single moms there too.  Does anyone have anything they want to donate as a door prize?  Anything for a child or a mother?  Also, I'll take ideas for door prizes?  I already have a gas card, haircut certificate, coney island gift card, stuffed animal...any other ideas or donations???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-3532590490478061613?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/3532590490478061613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=3532590490478061613' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/3532590490478061613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/3532590490478061613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/03/well-hello-hello.html' title='Well hello hello'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R9nwwhbDIyI/AAAAAAAAAzM/sINwqnXO5O4/s72-c/100_1814.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-8291013798045588679</id><published>2008-03-04T21:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:32.707-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i want to eat this face!</title><content type='html'>Look at this lovable ball of fur.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R84GuR3VTxI/AAAAAAAAAzE/8Qy3cbx0Q50/s1600-h/charlie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174080414034513682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R84GuR3VTxI/AAAAAAAAAzE/8Qy3cbx0Q50/s400/charlie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My brother's fiance surprised him with a new 8 week old puppy!! I want her SO bad!! Doesn't she look so cuddly?!! I wish Adam would surprise me with one of these! (hint hint if you're reading this adam).  Her name is Charlie but I'm not yet convinced she looks like a Charlie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm spending today and tomorrow studying for a stats test (i want to vomit, that's how much i hate this shit!) and then sunday I'm cropping with staci and erin....i can't wait!!! i need some major mojo...I want to work on something so bad but i just have no ideas in mind.....nothing's looking good to me, hopefully that'll change by sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-8291013798045588679?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/8291013798045588679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=8291013798045588679' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/8291013798045588679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/8291013798045588679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-want-to-eat-this-face.html' title='i want to eat this face!'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R84GuR3VTxI/AAAAAAAAAzE/8Qy3cbx0Q50/s72-c/charlie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-8079464546663449505</id><published>2008-03-01T23:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:32.894-05:00</updated><title type='text'>so cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R8ozv65xE9I/AAAAAAAAAy8/sigjczGpVME/s1600-h/insp+is+everywhere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173004020346852306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R8ozv65xE9I/AAAAAAAAAy8/sigjczGpVME/s400/insp+is+everywhere.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R8ozpq5xE8I/AAAAAAAAAy0/BwJ98QY79Zw/s1600-h/inspiration+is+everywhere.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is the Nordstrom window display...i love it!  of course this is one of the few times my camera wasn't in my purse so i had to use farah's camera phone...it turned out okay though. I think I'm going to be putting this pic in my "inspire me" book.  I'm also on a mission to find this exact quote and font so I can put it in my scrapbook room...luckily my best friend works at nordstrom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-8079464546663449505?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/8079464546663449505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=8079464546663449505' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/8079464546663449505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/8079464546663449505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-cool.html' title='so cool'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R8ozv65xE9I/AAAAAAAAAy8/sigjczGpVME/s72-c/insp+is+everywhere.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-4187702911799272965</id><published>2008-02-29T15:16:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:33.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm in love....</title><content type='html'>....with &lt;a href="http://www.hollanders.com/"&gt;Hollanders&lt;/a&gt;!!! &lt;a href="http://www.erinmajor.com/em/Erins_Blog/Erins_Blog.html"&gt;Erin&lt;/a&gt; told me about it today and I HAVE to go this weekend!!! I'm so tempted to buy everything online, but I want to go there and spend a very long time looking around....Marie, wanna go with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of love, here's the "my loves" book we made at Scrapbowl (KC's class). It's not done...far from it, but it's so cool. I want to work on it this weekend and I'll post pics later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172500345237083058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R8hpqK5xE7I/AAAAAAAAAys/xP1jC8yby10/s400/100_1813.jpg" border="0" /&gt; so, someone brought up an interesting question today: when do people born on leap year celebrate their birthday...the 28th or the 1st? it would be kind of cool to have that birthday, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/3642789546742185255-4187702911799272965?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/4187702911799272965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=4187702911799272965' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/4187702911799272965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/4187702911799272965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-in-love.html' title='i&apos;m in love....'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R8hpqK5xE7I/AAAAAAAAAys/xP1jC8yby10/s72-c/100_1813.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-1376854884530156778</id><published>2008-02-27T00:14:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:34.702-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm still here</title><content type='html'>wow, it's been a while since i've posted...a whole week actually.  That's because last week was absolutely miserable!!  I was so sad over the death of my dog/baby!  I swear I spent the entire week balling my eyes out!  It was bad.  Anyway, I'm back and in a much better mood! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i didn't even get a chance to tell you guys about my trip to scrapbowl!  I had so much fun with staci (she's so easy to travel with!) and of course, we met our favorite....Kristina Contes!  We worked on 2 books, but of course i haven't finished them yet...surprise surprise.  I hope I can work on and finish these books by next monday.  This one was cool..."inspire me" and it's actually almost done.  here are a few pages.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R8TyO7QWh8I/AAAAAAAAAw8/6mkeMmslhHA/s1600-h/inspire+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171524610366539714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R8TyO7QWh8I/AAAAAAAAAw8/6mkeMmslhHA/s400/inspire+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R8TyPrQWh9I/AAAAAAAAAxE/v0OztBaZT3E/s1600-h/100_1785_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171524623251441618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R8TyPrQWh9I/AAAAAAAAAxE/v0OztBaZT3E/s400/100_1785_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R8TyP7QWh-I/AAAAAAAAAxM/2MqkDsHwzmg/s1600-h/art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171524627546408930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R8TyP7QWh-I/AAAAAAAAAxM/2MqkDsHwzmg/s400/art.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171525628273788962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R8TzKLQWiCI/AAAAAAAAAxs/kjw59Tx8MSE/s400/kc+page.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171526130784962610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R8TznbQWiDI/AAAAAAAAAx0/zeK7_rK0R3U/s400/office+supplies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171526139374897218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R8Tzn7QWiEI/AAAAAAAAAx8/gkvNreMeLKo/s400/packaging.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171526899584108642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R8T0ULQWiGI/AAAAAAAAAyM/0Idl_kLhaaY/s400/you.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171526890994174034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R8T0TrQWiFI/AAAAAAAAAyE/E_j8xMhPuc8/s400/ads.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171527406390249602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R8T0xrQWiII/AAAAAAAAAyc/362WAl0SwpQ/s400/paper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171527414980184210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R8T0yLQWiJI/AAAAAAAAAyk/RfGn5DInLiM/s400/paper+source.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;next, i want to work on "my loves" the other class we took w/ kc and then i want to do a mini of our trip to VA/Scrapbowl....man, i wish i didn't work!!  i'd have more time to scrap!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-1376854884530156778?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/1376854884530156778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=1376854884530156778' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/1376854884530156778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/1376854884530156778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-still-here.html' title='i&apos;m still here'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R8TyO7QWh8I/AAAAAAAAAw8/6mkeMmslhHA/s72-c/inspire+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-4550818090048325315</id><published>2008-02-18T13:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:34.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bye baby</title><content type='html'>I love you so much, luck.  I'll miss you.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R7nUwbQWh7I/AAAAAAAAAw0/gQ9FERDpw2s/s1600-h/lucky2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168395975799506866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R7nUwbQWh7I/AAAAAAAAAw0/gQ9FERDpw2s/s400/lucky2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3642789546742185255-4550818090048325315?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/4550818090048325315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=4550818090048325315' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/4550818090048325315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/4550818090048325315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/02/bye-baby.html' title='bye baby'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R7nUwbQWh7I/AAAAAAAAAw0/gQ9FERDpw2s/s72-c/lucky2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-2760797507952600728</id><published>2008-02-14T21:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T21:40:04.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>6 pencils</title><content type='html'>Just in case you guys forgot, I just have to remind everyone how much I HATE statistics!!! It really really sucks! Not only am I compeletly confused in class, I get distracted by the guy that sits next to me. For some strange reason he has 6 sharpened pencils sitting on his desk! Literally 6, I always count them. Just tell me, who the fuck needs SIX sharpened pencils?!!! And the wierd thing is, he's constantly writing...and I really mean writing, like a novel writing...not working out problems. He sits there and writes out everything the teacher is saying. It's so strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going to scrapbowl tomorrow and I can't wait! I can't believe it's already here...God, time is flying by....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Chris...Adam did not catch that ball.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-2760797507952600728?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/2760797507952600728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=2760797507952600728' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/2760797507952600728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/2760797507952600728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/02/6-pencils.html' title='6 pencils'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-5614202142667467347</id><published>2008-02-10T23:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:34.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>husband in action</title><content type='html'>check out adam in action back in his college years....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R6_LjbQWh6I/AAAAAAAAAws/S-ZDrDWF-Fw/s1600-h/adam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165571107089450914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R6_LjbQWh6I/AAAAAAAAAws/S-ZDrDWF-Fw/s400/adam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;how cool is that picture? i mean, i hot does he look? but that looks like a hard fall....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-5614202142667467347?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/5614202142667467347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=5614202142667467347' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/5614202142667467347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/5614202142667467347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/02/husband-in-action.html' title='husband in action'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R6_LjbQWh6I/AAAAAAAAAws/S-ZDrDWF-Fw/s72-c/adam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-7251888562695703672</id><published>2008-02-09T16:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:35.564-05:00</updated><title type='text'>don't you just want to eat this face?</title><content type='html'>Whoever knows goose, knows that he loves his toys...especially new ones!  Well, last night, we went to Lucky's (an arcade/bar) and Marie thought of buying Goose a new toy with all of the tickets we won.  So here he is with his new toy...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(by the way marie...look at my phone in the background...that was you texting me : ) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R64ZnbQWh3I/AAAAAAAAAwU/Erjas1bNCdU/s1600-h/goose+and+care+bear+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165093987762472818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R64ZnbQWh3I/AAAAAAAAAwU/Erjas1bNCdU/s400/goose+and+care+bear+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R64ZoLQWh4I/AAAAAAAAAwc/TSr4cYHdudU/s1600-h/goose+and+care+bear+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165094000647374722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R64ZoLQWh4I/AAAAAAAAAwc/TSr4cYHdudU/s400/goose+and+care+bear+14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and this is a shot of him sleeping with it in his mouth (like he ALWAYS does with his toys, it's the cutest thing).  Actually with all of the pics, he has the care bear in his mouth but you can't really tell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R64ZobQWh5I/AAAAAAAAAwk/8cU7Fl2EeeA/s1600-h/goose+and+care+bear11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165094004942342034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R64ZobQWh5I/AAAAAAAAAwk/8cU7Fl2EeeA/s400/goose+and+care+bear11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Needless to say, he LOVES his yellow care bear and now i have the cutest pics to crop!&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/3642789546742185255-7251888562695703672?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/7251888562695703672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=7251888562695703672' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7251888562695703672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7251888562695703672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/02/dont-you-just-want-to-eat-this-face.html' title='don&apos;t you just want to eat this face?'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R64ZnbQWh3I/AAAAAAAAAwU/Erjas1bNCdU/s72-c/goose+and+care+bear+10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-5946725249713611237</id><published>2008-02-07T19:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:36.185-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i got my heart</title><content type='html'>...in the mail that is.  I'm officially an organ donor! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164405600348651938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R6uniATRwaI/AAAAAAAAAwM/ylAyxX3dEuE/s400/donor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years, I thought since I checked off that I was an organ donor on the back of my license, that i was one.  I never knew you had to register to be one.  So finally, i did it and i'm an organ donor...I feel good.  In my opinion, everyone should do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have started working and taking a full load of classes, i've been SO busy.  I honestly don't know how people have kids, go to school, and work?! I'd go insane!  I feel like I have no time for anything and my house is a serious mess!  But somehow, I found the time to scrapbook last night...funny isn't it?  I guess if I really wanted to clean or study or go out, i'd make time.  Here's what I worked on last night. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R6unhATRwYI/AAAAAAAAAv8/iTcpDc-K5ik/s1600-h/1.5+human.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164405583168782722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R6unhATRwYI/AAAAAAAAAv8/iTcpDc-K5ik/s400/1.5+human.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and this picture isn't really that bad but for some reason, my scanner picked up all the blue in this picture...it hurts my eyes actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R6unhwTRwZI/AAAAAAAAAwE/Bkq2IVB85b8/s1600-h/one+cool+bro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164405596053684626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R6unhwTRwZI/AAAAAAAAAwE/Bkq2IVB85b8/s400/one+cool+bro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3642789546742185255-5946725249713611237?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/5946725249713611237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=5946725249713611237' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/5946725249713611237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/5946725249713611237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-got-my-heart.html' title='i got my heart'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R6uniATRwaI/AAAAAAAAAwM/ylAyxX3dEuE/s72-c/donor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-1457914380381044423</id><published>2008-02-06T17:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T09:51:17.544-05:00</updated><title type='text'>for the ladies...</title><content type='html'>I got this email today and had to share it. Of course, only the ladies (i think Chris and Adam are the only guys reading it anyway) will understand this. I mean really understand this. It's so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly, it's an actual letter from an Austin woman sent to American company Proctor and Gamble regarding their feminine products. It's PC Magazine's 2007 editors' choice for best webmail-award-winning letter. Enjoy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Mr. Thatcher, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have been a loyal user of your 'Always' maxi pads for over 20 years and I appreciate many of their features. Why, without the LeakGuard Core or Dri-Weave absorbency, I'd probably never go horseback riding or salsa dancing, and I'd certainly steer clear of running up and down the beach in tight, white shorts. But my favorite feature has to be your revolutionary Flexi-Wings. Kudos on being the only company smart enough to realize how crucial it is that maxi pads be aerodynamic I can't tell you how safe and secure I feel each month knowing there's a little F-16 in my pants. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever had a menstrual period, Mr. Thatcher? Ever suffered from the curse'? I'm guessing you haven't. Well, my time of the month is starting right now. As I type, I can already feel hormonal forces violently surging through my body. Just a few minutes from now, my body will adjust and I'll be transformed into what my husband likes to call 'an inbred hillbilly with knife skills.' Isn't the human body amazing? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As Brand Manager in the Feminine-Hygiene Division, you've no doubt seen quite a bit of research on what exactly happens during your customers monthly visits from 'Aunt Flo'. Therefore, you must know about the bloating, puffiness, and cramping we endure, and about our intense mood swings, crying jags, and out-of-control behavior. You surely realize it's a tough time for most women. In fact, only last week, my friend Jennifer fought the violent urge to shove her boyfriend's testicles into a George Foreman Grill just because he told her he thought Grey's Anatomy was written by drunken chimps.? Crazy! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The point is, sir, you of all people must realize that America is just crawling with homicidal maniacs in Capri pants... Which brings me to the reason for my letter. Last month, while in the throes of cramping so painful I wanted to reach inside my body and yank out my uterus, I opened an Always maxi-pad, and there, printed on the adhesive backing, were these words: 'Have a Happy Period.' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you f***ing kidding me? What I mean is, does any part of your tiny middle-manager brain really think happiness - actual smiling, laughing happiness is possible during a menstrual period? Did anything mentioned above sound the least bit pleasurable? Well, did it, James?? FYI, unless you're some kind of sick S&amp;amp;M freak girl, there will never be anything 'happy' about a day in which you have to jack yourself up on Motrin and Kahlua and lock yourself in your house just so you don't march down to the local Walgreen's armed with a hunting rifle and a sketchy plan to end your life in a blaze of glory. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the love of God, pull your head out, man! If you just have to slap a moronic message on a maxi pad, wouldn't it make more sense to say something that's actually pertinent, like 'Put down the Hammer' or 'Vehicular Manslaughter is Wrong', or are you just picking on us?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sir, please inform your Accounting Department that, effective immediately, there will be an $8 drop in monthly profits, for I have chosen to take my maxi-pad business elsewhere. And though I will certainly miss your Flex-Wings, I will not for one minute miss your brand of condescending bull --I have a Potty Mouth--. And that's a promise I will keep. Always. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wendi Aarons &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Austin , TX&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-1457914380381044423?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/1457914380381044423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=1457914380381044423' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/1457914380381044423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/1457914380381044423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/02/for-ladies.html' title='for the ladies...'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-6198979201401264631</id><published>2008-02-04T00:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:36.868-05:00</updated><title type='text'>yellow-brownish mood</title><content type='html'>it felt so good to scrapbook today!! it was like a ray of light, i swear. i think i forgot how easy it is to forget about EVERYTHING when i scrapbook...i so needed this. although i only scrapbooked for just about 2 hrs, i actually got 2 layouts done. one isn't really a layout but i found this magazine clipping and felt like scrapbooking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R6agiwTRwVI/AAAAAAAAAvk/8cQi1kNeQ08/s1600-h/img020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162990541768606034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R6agiwTRwVI/AAAAAAAAAvk/8cQi1kNeQ08/s400/img020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this one is of me and michelle outside of harpo studio after a taping of the oprah show...which by the way was a give away show (not oprah's favorite things thought...we wish). it was back in 2004 and we sat right in front. oprah was an arms reach away from us...we were gonna die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162990554653507954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R6agjgTRwXI/AAAAAAAAAv0/TL4zrzU2jB0/s400/img017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;that's the journaling...i don't know why my scanner sucks when i scan regular ruled paper but that's what this is.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R6agjQTRwWI/AAAAAAAAAvs/r4nImqA42Ek/s1600-h/img019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162990550358540642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R6agjQTRwWI/AAAAAAAAAvs/r4nImqA42Ek/s400/img019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so tomorrow is the start of another week. hopefully i'll have less crying episodes this week. it's been so bad lately...i really need to snap out of it somehow. i hate feeling so sad. maybe i'll just have to scrapbook more! oh, staci emailed me and reminded me that scrapbowl is just 2 weeks away....i can't wait! i swear i'm more excited about this trip than i was for nyc!! can't wait to take the kristina contes classes...yay!!&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/3642789546742185255-6198979201401264631?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/6198979201401264631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=6198979201401264631' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/6198979201401264631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/6198979201401264631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/02/yellow-brownish-mood.html' title='yellow-brownish mood'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R6agiwTRwVI/AAAAAAAAAvk/8cQi1kNeQ08/s72-c/img020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-3757565727597427697</id><published>2008-02-02T22:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:37.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R6Uz2ATRwUI/AAAAAAAAAvc/2YTfgRtIE8A/s1600-h/img014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162589550736949570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R6Uz2ATRwUI/AAAAAAAAAvc/2YTfgRtIE8A/s400/img014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3642789546742185255-3757565727597427697?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/3757565727597427697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=3757565727597427697' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/3757565727597427697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/3757565727597427697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R6Uz2ATRwUI/AAAAAAAAAvc/2YTfgRtIE8A/s72-c/img014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-4714470398189543366</id><published>2008-01-31T02:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:38.124-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mom's 50th</title><content type='html'>Since I've been back from nyc, I have been so busy.  I've been working on a project (which happens to be a scrapbook) for my women in the middle east class.  I collected articles but of course, I was short one source.  So I retreated to family photos of the middle eastern women in my family.  As I was searching for some pictures, I came across these and instantly tears dripped down my face (literally).   These pictures are of my mom on her surprise 50th birthday party.  I can't believe that was just 2 1/2 years ago.  She looked so good and healthy and now she's gone.  I still can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at her face in this one, she's so surprised.  Also, notice how happy my dad is (i haven't seen him this way in a LONG time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161538439095632130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R6F33QTRwQI/AAAAAAAAAu8/1Zxa1QsK4LQ/s400/img010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161538434800664818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R6F33ATRwPI/AAAAAAAAAu0/Zd-47_vG0cw/s400/img009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R6F39wTRwSI/AAAAAAAAAvM/HMucmiimgSI/s1600-h/img012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161538550764781858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R6F39wTRwSI/AAAAAAAAAvM/HMucmiimgSI/s400/img012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here she is with Marie....my mom loved those gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R6F3-ATRwTI/AAAAAAAAAvU/u0G39eKRF_8/s1600-h/img013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161538555059749170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R6F3-ATRwTI/AAAAAAAAAvU/u0G39eKRF_8/s400/img013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and this is her beautiful birthday cake.  I wish she could have gotten more of these....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R6F33gTRwRI/AAAAAAAAAvE/a6N5q8M6yhU/s1600-h/img011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161538443390599442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R6F33gTRwRI/AAAAAAAAAvE/a6N5q8M6yhU/s400/img011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If only anyone knew what I would do to have her back...I miss talking to her, hugging her, complaining to her, crying to her, i miss calling her name.  Oh mom, I miss you so much that heart hurts constantly. My soul feels empty and lonely without you.  I can't wait until the day I met with you again....I'll be so truly happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3642789546742185255-4714470398189543366?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/4714470398189543366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=4714470398189543366' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/4714470398189543366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/4714470398189543366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/01/moms-50th.html' title='mom&apos;s 50th'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R6F33QTRwQI/AAAAAAAAAu8/1Zxa1QsK4LQ/s72-c/img010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-8821353909031207105</id><published>2008-01-25T09:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T09:07:36.999-05:00</updated><title type='text'>start spreading the news....</title><content type='html'>We're going to nyc today!!! Yay!! I can't wait to get there and hit the shops!  I especially can't wait to go to fun the crafty/artsy shops that &lt;a href="http://creativeblessing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vee&lt;/a&gt; told me about.  I'm so excited!  Oh and FYI there are going to be 5 of us girls in 1 hotel room, which by the way are tiny!  I bet I'll come back with some funny pictures!  Later.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-8821353909031207105?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/8821353909031207105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=8821353909031207105' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/8821353909031207105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/8821353909031207105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/01/start-spreading-news.html' title='start spreading the news....'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-7159603903257830341</id><published>2008-01-23T18:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:38.648-05:00</updated><title type='text'>check it out! *edited*</title><content type='html'>I just got an email from Staci...she got the somerset memories issue (both of us are published in it) in the mail and we're both on the same page!!! How weird is that?! Not only did we get published in the same magazine, same month, but the same page too!! So weird...I love it! I can't wait to get my copy! I copied the pics from her &lt;a href="http://stopitsscrappintime.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R5fI0wTRwJI/AAAAAAAAAuE/4OOcq9xW8aQ/s1600-h/s0125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158812706820702354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R5fI0wTRwJI/AAAAAAAAAuE/4OOcq9xW8aQ/s400/s0125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R5fI1ATRwKI/AAAAAAAAAuM/3ReAQm5z2xg/s1600-h/s1225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158812711115669666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R5fI1ATRwKI/AAAAAAAAAuM/3ReAQm5z2xg/s400/s1225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just got another email from staci, i have another page in the magazine....that makes 2 pages in one issue!!!! i must have forgotten! It's at the bottom of the page and is actually one of my favorite layouts. It was made for the design team and I hated the paper when I first got it. I kept wondering what the hell I was going to do with that the ugly pattern, but in the end it worked out to be one of my favs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158871612297167026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R5f-ZgTRwLI/AAAAAAAAAuU/b_kvzrAu20I/s400/0111125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I started my new job today. There's a lot for me to know, but I think it's gonna go well. How can it not? I get to do what I love... help people (under privileged families and children) and plan events!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. chris we miss you!! when are you coming home?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-7159603903257830341?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/7159603903257830341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=7159603903257830341' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7159603903257830341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7159603903257830341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/01/check-it-out.html' title='check it out! *edited*'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R5fI0wTRwJI/AAAAAAAAAuE/4OOcq9xW8aQ/s72-c/s0125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-9031721795971921645</id><published>2008-01-21T22:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T23:00:59.589-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1982?</title><content type='html'>So i went to office max in search of.......a typewriter, but i didn't find one! What was i thinking?! Of course i wouldn't find one! What year did i think we were in?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't have much to say. I've been keeping myself busy....bumming around, working out, and going to school. I start my new job on wednesday so i can throw that into the boring mix of my exciting life. At least I'm going to nyc this friday!!! Can't wait! I'm still debating on the xanax chased with liqour for my horrific flight. I'm not sure which one I should give up since it's a pretty short flight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, who's j?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-9031721795971921645?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/9031721795971921645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=9031721795971921645' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/9031721795971921645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/9031721795971921645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/01/1982.html' title='1982?'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-9152565234398498889</id><published>2008-01-19T01:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:39.224-05:00</updated><title type='text'>kitty wigs and gyro</title><content type='html'>so i saw this on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;jamaica's&lt;/span&gt; blog and had to share it with you guys....can someone tell me what the fuck this is??? who buys wigs for their cats for god's sake?! and it's $50!!! what is this world coming to? if something like this was invented and people actually buy it, i think the cousins should put their heads together and market something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, these really are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;miniature&lt;/span&gt; wigs for cats that you can get from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kittywigs&lt;/span&gt;.com. i would just die laughing if i saw this in real life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R5GdLXefUSI/AAAAAAAAAts/Kyx9_OKQAo4/s1600-h/ferncoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157075866921947426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R5GdLXefUSI/AAAAAAAAAts/Kyx9_OKQAo4/s400/ferncoy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and check out lil kim....&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R5GdLnefUTI/AAAAAAAAAt0/KSdI9kmYL-8/s1600-h/chickenpinktwo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157075871216914738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R5GdLnefUTI/AAAAAAAAAt0/KSdI9kmYL-8/s400/chickenpinktwo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;michelle likes this one for some strange reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157078551276507458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R5GfnnefUUI/AAAAAAAAAt8/-IzEcUWrWy0/s400/chickenblueelbow.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so, since adam is out of town this weekend, i made michelle sleep over (thanks, mishy...i love you!). we're in bed on our laptops watching food network and i just learned the strangest thing...gyro meat is formed out of ground lamp. this whole time i thought it was just one cut of lamb. did anyone else know that?&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/3642789546742185255-9152565234398498889?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/9152565234398498889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=9152565234398498889' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/9152565234398498889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/9152565234398498889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/01/kitty-wigs.html' title='kitty wigs and gyro'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R5GdLXefUSI/AAAAAAAAAts/Kyx9_OKQAo4/s72-c/ferncoy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-1776158629770102789</id><published>2008-01-17T10:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T10:59:17.561-05:00</updated><title type='text'>amazing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=OIJtKxdRQzY&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, you have to watch! it's awesome!! i'm not gonna say anything to give it away except that this guy is absolutely amazing!! you won't know what he's doing until the end...so cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-1776158629770102789?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/1776158629770102789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=1776158629770102789' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/1776158629770102789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/1776158629770102789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/01/amazing.html' title='amazing'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-4715172321189926998</id><published>2008-01-16T17:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:39.591-05:00</updated><title type='text'>uneventfull</title><content type='html'>All I did today, besides homework in between surfing the web (i really need to stop that), was go out to lunch with Marie. We had a delicious lunch (something very fattening I really shouldn't be eating) and she surprised me with &lt;a href="http://www.printmag.com/regional_design_annual/tabid/213/Default.aspx"&gt;Print Regional Design Annual 2007&lt;/a&gt;. It's a magazine I saw at borders but refused to buy it when I saw the price (it was so expensive b/c it's a special issue). Really, I'm not cheap, but I just couldn't bring myself to buying it for $40 bucks....so thanks Marie...I love it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex sent me a cool picture he thought I'd like and he's right....check out this awesome room! Imaging that wall for an office/library or a scrapbook room! He acually gave me a great idea: "do your scrapbooking as you normally do, then sometimes if you want a break or you're feeling whimsical or experimental just start scrapbooking ON your wall. You could constantly add to it and rework it"....I might actually do that one day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R46GAnefURI/AAAAAAAAAtk/LtyzXBLIvKw/s1600-h/20080116paperwall1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156205968540782866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R46GAnefURI/AAAAAAAAAtk/LtyzXBLIvKw/s400/20080116paperwall1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I so badly want to scrapbook right now but I have stats homework (yay) and training...I'm not sure which is worse. But, I made this layout a couple weeks ago of me and Cliff (my bro)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R46FhnefUPI/AAAAAAAAAtU/c5A0aRW0XF8/s1600-h/100_1421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156205435964838130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R46FhnefUPI/AAAAAAAAAtU/c5A0aRW0XF8/s400/100_1421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R46FinefUQI/AAAAAAAAAtc/Xo1iFguomcY/s1600-h/100_1422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156205453144707330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R46FinefUQI/AAAAAAAAAtc/Xo1iFguomcY/s400/100_1422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love using printed trancparency, magic mesh, and rub-ons....they're my favorite right now. Mabye I'll bust out a page later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-4715172321189926998?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/4715172321189926998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=4715172321189926998' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/4715172321189926998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/4715172321189926998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/01/uneventfull.html' title='uneventfull'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R46GAnefURI/AAAAAAAAAtk/LtyzXBLIvKw/s72-c/20080116paperwall1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-1894131114498011955</id><published>2008-01-15T20:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:39.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it's back...</title><content type='html'>My laptop is finally here!!! I can start blogging regularly, posting pics, and scrapbooking again! I'm so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some updates:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started school and have stats....AGAIN! I have to say my infamous quote..."i hate this fucking class!" and then I want to throw my book across the room as i start picking a fight with adam cause i'm so frustrated. And just for the record, i'm 3 classes into it and this has already happened...poor Adam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a job at an awesome organization...right up my alley and what I'm going to school for. I start training on friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My "escape" journal is going to be published in Apr/May issue of Somerset magazine and it's going to be a feature article...yay!! Also, I'm not sure if I mentioned this but I'm also going to be in there Feb/Mar issue and I think Staci is going to be in that one too! What are the odds of that?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been going to the gym regularly and I actually want to go! The trainer, JJ is kicking mine and Michelle's asses(and soon to be Rita's).....and I'm still not losing weight! wtf?!! Maybe it's true that your metabolism slows down and your body changes once you hit 30. Or maybe it's b/c when JJ isn't looking I switch my weights to a lower set...oops (mish, you better keep your mouth shut!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had 3hrs of sleep last night and I'm still wide awake! I think it's the lingering effects of last night's boot camp....my body is still in shock. I actually woke up at 4 am and after 2 1/2 hrs of tossing and turning I decided to chop the parsley...don't ask...i don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adam is going snowmobiling this weekend and I'm not happy about that. I think I'm too much of a worry wart but I really can't help it. It's going to be a nerve wrecked weekend. It's okay though, I hope he has fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally, I'll leave you with some confessions....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155914915787002034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R419THefULI/AAAAAAAAAs0/Cf0CZWxabMc/s400/burn.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155914920081969346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R419TXefUMI/AAAAAAAAAs8/FKTR7YqcrVE/s400/hamburger.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155914924376936658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R419TnefUNI/AAAAAAAAAtE/2xkLesdK5Fo/s400/not+enough+time.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-1894131114498011955?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/1894131114498011955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=1894131114498011955' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/1894131114498011955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/1894131114498011955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-back.html' title='it&apos;s back...'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R419THefULI/AAAAAAAAAs0/Cf0CZWxabMc/s72-c/burn.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-111263596241003667</id><published>2008-01-10T22:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T23:11:50.667-05:00</updated><title type='text'>no pain, no gain</title><content type='html'>that statement better be true cause training is KILLING me!  I am not exaggerating when I say that I had to hold my breath while walking down the steps today...it was SO painful.  Michelle and I did almost a full hour of squats yesterday and let me tell you, those bad boys are NOT fun!  I'm so not looking forward to the next training session!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning before class I stopped by my dad's to fill up my thermos with his delicious tasting coffee (i don't know what he does to it, but it really is the best coffee).  I went to the bookstore to sell my old books from last semester and I only got $30 back!!  Can you believe it...$30!? Absolutely ridiculous.  I took my money and rushed to my morning class and left my favorite starbucks thermos filled with my yummy coffee at the bookstore!  Then my temporary cell phone broke (mine broke yesterday).   By this time I was really pissed and hot (from all the running around and pissy-ness).  I got to class, sat down (which is also very painful), and took off my sweatshirt.  I then realized I was wearing my shirt the wrong way...with the tag in front!!!!  All this in just 1 hr!  Needless to say, I had a prety shitty morning!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I still don't have my laptop.  I should be getting it next week and then I'll be able to post some pics....can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-111263596241003667?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/111263596241003667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=111263596241003667' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/111263596241003667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/111263596241003667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/01/no-pain-no-gain.html' title='no pain, no gain'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-7284227080570129261</id><published>2008-01-06T14:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:40.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wtf</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R4EsPnefUHI/AAAAAAAAAsU/bN32bpG1-Qc/s1600-h/Photo+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R4EsPnefUHI/AAAAAAAAAsU/bN32bpG1-Qc/s400/Photo+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152448095495082098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;why do i get these?? I hate them!!! I swear, all I have to do is think about these damn cold sores and I get them...urrgh!  &lt;---I'm not sure what that is : )&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm using my brother's new mac computer and I want one!!!! I love it, so many cool features! Maybe it's a good thing I don't have one cause then I would be on the internet so much longer than I am now and get nothing done.  But I really wonder how long it's gonna be before I break and get one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night I scrapped with Janiece and Staci at my house!  We, or should I say I, created such a disaster in my family room...but it was worth it cause I had so much fun.  We scrapped until about midnight by the fire and we all got a lot done.  Too bad I can't post any pictures...still don't have my laptop. Shitty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this week classes start...so not looking forward to it!  I can't wait to finally finish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-7284227080570129261?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/7284227080570129261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=7284227080570129261' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7284227080570129261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7284227080570129261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/01/wtf.html' title='wtf'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R4EsPnefUHI/AAAAAAAAAsU/bN32bpG1-Qc/s72-c/Photo+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-5690917206853671545</id><published>2008-01-03T12:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T12:34:01.215-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2008...so far</title><content type='html'>1. I was sick on new years eve and day.&lt;br /&gt;2. Good new and bad news about my laptop: bad news: it won't turn on again.  good news:  there's a recall on it, so there's an extended 1 yr warranty.&lt;br /&gt;3. My 14 yr old dog, Lucky, has stage 4 kidney disease and the vet gave her a couple months to live...I'm SO SO sad! I love my little lucky to death!&lt;br /&gt;4. Was hoping to start this year off a little better than this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-5690917206853671545?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/5690917206853671545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=5690917206853671545' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/5690917206853671545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/5690917206853671545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008so-far.html' title='2008...so far'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-1804117078744992199</id><published>2007-12-31T15:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T15:54:37.454-05:00</updated><title type='text'>See ya!</title><content type='html'>2007 you suck! You have brought nothing into my life but nerve wrecking anxiety, heart wrenching pain, and unbearable sorrow. &lt;strong&gt;Adios, mother fucker!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-1804117078744992199?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/1804117078744992199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=1804117078744992199' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/1804117078744992199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/1804117078744992199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2007/12/see-ya.html' title='See ya!'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-5840555981411158588</id><published>2007-12-30T22:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:41.112-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch!</title><content type='html'>I'm SOOO sore....from the gym!!  Somehow I've gone 2 days in a row with Michelle, got a personal trainer, assessed my overall physical fitness, AND am going to bootcamp tomorrow!  I just have to say that bootcamp just sounds scary!  God help me tomorrow, I hope I don't drop dead.  Oh, and according to my assessment test, I have a fitness level of a 35 year old.  That totally floored me.  I guess I have to get my ass in gear and finally get in shape. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So about my laptop.  I took it to Best Buy and Circut City and neither of them could fix it.  Marie took it to her friend who fixes computers and it just turned on as if I never had a problem with it...so wierd!  But i'm happy to have this baby back....it's so conforting to have all your files, pictures, documents, etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rearranged my scrapbook room a little last night and worked on a few things.... Here are 3 "confessions" and a layout. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R3hkj3efUGI/AAAAAAAAAsM/lIVrHDQpc4I/s1600-h/img161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149976741248192610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R3hkj3efUGI/AAAAAAAAAsM/lIVrHDQpc4I/s400/img161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R3hkcHefUDI/AAAAAAAAAr0/2xlXwT2cBYY/s1600-h/img159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149976608104206386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R3hkcHefUDI/AAAAAAAAAr0/2xlXwT2cBYY/s400/img159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R3hkc3efUFI/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZViszg5vlp8/s1600-h/img162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149976620989108306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R3hkc3efUFI/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZViszg5vlp8/s400/img162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149976616694140994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R3hkcnefUEI/AAAAAAAAAr8/jXWY_gthvNM/s400/img160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-5840555981411158588?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/5840555981411158588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=5840555981411158588' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/5840555981411158588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/5840555981411158588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2007/12/ouch.html' title='ouch!'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R3hkj3efUGI/AAAAAAAAAsM/lIVrHDQpc4I/s72-c/img161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-6660279844020904696</id><published>2007-12-29T00:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T00:23:14.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what's the chance...</title><content type='html'>...of me taking my laptop in tomorrow and finding out that it can't be fixed?  I really REALLY want to hear that tomorrow...because I want a MAC!!!  I think Adam would kill me if I got another laptop (esp. since I got mine from him last yr for xmas).  Really, he wouldn't like that idea.  But then again, there's always my credit card....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i drop it a few times when adam isn't looking before i take it in?  or is that deception??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-6660279844020904696?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/6660279844020904696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=6660279844020904696' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/6660279844020904696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/6660279844020904696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2007/12/whats-chance.html' title='what&apos;s the chance...'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-7027545422047572483</id><published>2007-12-28T16:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T16:13:12.764-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>I'm sooooo bored!!!  Adam took the day off and I planned a fun day for us.  We were supposed to go to lunch, take my laptop in for fixing, and then go to the mall, movies later.  However, that didn't happen.  Adam is sick.  Really sick.  Let's just say he had too many Patron shots last night...oops.  Anyway, I'm in the mood to scrapbook but can't because all my pics are on my damn laptop!  How shitty is that.  So, I made a few "confessions" pages but I can't share them cause this laptop isn't connected to the scanner.  Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-7027545422047572483?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/7027545422047572483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=7027545422047572483' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7027545422047572483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7027545422047572483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2007/12/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-2018526410878059851</id><published>2007-12-27T16:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T16:39:50.897-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oh no!</title><content type='html'>my laptop is broken!  dead. gone.  I'm so bored without it!  I have no idea what happened to it.  I was using it all day yesterday and then I went to turn it on last night and it just wouldn't turn on.  I'm so mad!  All my stuff is on that computer and now I'm using Adam's....how shitty!  Sorry guys, I have no fun pics to post of Christmas, which was at my house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was such a bad hostess.  I had NOTHING prepared!  I was planning on doing everything Christmas morning: grocery shopping, getting the liquor, all that, but I had no idea that everything closes on Christmas and that they do not serve liquor either!  So it was bring your own food and drinks at the Lige Christmas get together....but it turned out good and it was fun.  Sorry I have no pics to post...it's all on my computer : (  All I have to say is, whatever the problem is better be fixable and fast...i love my laptop!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-2018526410878059851?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/2018526410878059851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=2018526410878059851' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/2018526410878059851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/2018526410878059851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-no.html' title='oh no!'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-6709809600018065307</id><published>2007-12-19T22:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:41.371-05:00</updated><title type='text'>home alone</title><content type='html'>i've been home alone...all night! this is the first time i have been alone for so long (6-10:30 so far) in my own house, without Adam, after my mom died. And I didn't even have any crying spells! I've actually enjoyed myself. I have the lights dimmed, christmas tree lit, along with candles and the fire!!! Sounds romantic, huh? I bet it doesn't once I say that I had chef boyardee beefaroni, a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, AND doritos for dinner. and chocolate too! Oh and that was all as I was watching Super Skinny Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also read this cool article in the archaeological magazine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145895830827257890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R2nk_nefUCI/AAAAAAAAArs/PFUnhgyQBCk/s400/skeletonsdm060207_228x304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These remains were found in Italy of a man and woman intertwined...5,000 yrs ago!!  Isn't that amazing!  The article is called "Eternal Embrace" and it's very interesting!  Reminds me of Romeo and Juliet...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-6709809600018065307?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/6709809600018065307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=6709809600018065307' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/6709809600018065307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/6709809600018065307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2007/12/home-alone.html' title='home alone'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R2nk_nefUCI/AAAAAAAAArs/PFUnhgyQBCk/s72-c/skeletonsdm060207_228x304.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-8235150144325921546</id><published>2007-12-18T23:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T23:35:38.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rambling</title><content type='html'>1. Today gave me a new reason to hate cooking...i burnt the shit out of my wrist! I dropped an onion into the hot oil and it splashed on me. I really hate cooking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm going to NYC in Jan. with my cousins and a friend...can't wait! It's gonna be a fun trip with the girls and can't wait to hit up some awesome stores. The first stop will be at The Ink Pad! FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Cousin Chris comes home from LA tomorrow morning....yeah!!! We love it when he comes home! There is going to be some much needed laughter going on around here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I booked a very random, spur of the moment trip today with Staci C. We're driving to VA to take 2 classes with our favorite scrapper...KRISTINA CONTES!!! Too bad it's so far away...Feb 16...we want to go this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.I went to the Dept. of Human Services (family service office) today to get a central registry clearance for my new job. I happened to park next to a running car. I look inside and see 2 children (both in car seats) sitting in the car...alone!!! I wanted to report it the instant I saw them. I walk in, stood in line and debated whether or not I should say something as the lady 2 people in front of me was crying...literally, for some kind of help. I thought if i said something, she'd kick my ass, since she looked like those crackheads from intervention and she was already having a nervous breakdown. I quietly reported her to someone and I think I ruined her day even more when someone from the agency approached her and told her it was she shouldn't be doing that. Let's just say she went off on him and ended up having a bigger breakdown with him outside in the parking lot. As I was leaving, the agent was taking one kid out of the car as she was sobbing taking the other kid out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole point of this story is what kind of idiot 1. leaves their 2 children (both in car seats) in a running, unlocked car and 2. at the DHS family services!! What a fuckin idiot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-8235150144325921546?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/8235150144325921546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=8235150144325921546' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/8235150144325921546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/8235150144325921546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2007/12/rambling.html' title='Rambling'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-8446935790846820917</id><published>2007-12-18T11:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:41.718-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The View</title><content type='html'>I wonder why I used to HATE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Whoopi&lt;/span&gt;?!  Maybe it was those nasty eyebrows, i don't know, but I really really like her now.  After watching the view and "getting to know her", i had a change of heart.  She just seems &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;genuine&lt;/span&gt;.  So much better than the bitch, Rosie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R2f5o3efUAI/AAAAAAAAArc/DyfTgN15QSU/s1600-h/070727_whoppi_vsmall_widec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145355579775995906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R2f5o3efUAI/AAAAAAAAArc/DyfTgN15QSU/s400/070727_whoppi_vsmall_widec.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I LOVE her! I hope she replaces Elizabeth on The View, she's so damn funny!  But what the hell is she wearing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R2f5pHefUBI/AAAAAAAAArk/N0vsuWmYSc8/s1600-h/sherri-shepherd-beauty-shop-movie-premiere-arrivals-F04MT1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145355584070963218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R2f5pHefUBI/AAAAAAAAArk/N0vsuWmYSc8/s400/sherri-shepherd-beauty-shop-movie-premiere-arrivals-F04MT1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't even wear shoes with straps over the ankles b/c i think they make my legs look fat!  Seriously, what the hell is she thinking? I still love her though...very funny broad!&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/3642789546742185255-8446935790846820917?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/8446935790846820917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=8446935790846820917' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/8446935790846820917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/8446935790846820917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2007/12/view.html' title='The View'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R2f5o3efUAI/AAAAAAAAArc/DyfTgN15QSU/s72-c/070727_whoppi_vsmall_widec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-3379273222627058942</id><published>2007-12-16T18:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:42.189-05:00</updated><title type='text'>you heard it here first...</title><content type='html'>I shoveled the snow with Adam today! Yup, moi! I actually got out of my cozy bed this morning to shovel the 10 inches (so they say) of snow we got today. I just had to. I noticed Adam was NOT wearing a scarf while he was blowing the snow. So I went out to give him one and saw icicles forming on his eyelashes! Then I saw that he was wearing SOCKS ON HIS HANDS in place of gloves!!  I felt really bad for him so I decided to help. But really what idiot doesn't wear the proper attire in freezing whether as they are shoveling snow (besides Michelle)?! As for me, I was hooked up.  I had on my leg warmers, socks, ugghs, sweats, arm warmers, gloves, and a hat. Needless to say, I was damn warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we had a snow ball fight too and I set my camera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144714319683866578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R2WyanefT9I/AAAAAAAAArE/V9s5aPQTlrM/s400/pictures+436.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144714323978833890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R2Wya3efT-I/AAAAAAAAArM/qX68GjUXE2c/s400/pictures+437.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we warmed up by the fire and I scrapbooked while Adam watched football. Here's what I made...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R2WyaHefT8I/AAAAAAAAAq8/51yxM7-6P3A/s1600-h/img157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144714311093931970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R2WyaHefT8I/AAAAAAAAAq8/51yxM7-6P3A/s400/img157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R2WybXefT_I/AAAAAAAAArU/Rywb60cJnMY/s1600-h/winter+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144714332568768498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R2WybXefT_I/AAAAAAAAArU/Rywb60cJnMY/s400/winter+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh yeah, and I found Henry, the frog, dead this morning. I knew there was something wrong!&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/3642789546742185255-3379273222627058942?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/3379273222627058942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=3379273222627058942' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/3379273222627058942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/3379273222627058942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2007/12/you-heard-it-here-first.html' title='you heard it here first...'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R2WyanefT9I/AAAAAAAAArE/V9s5aPQTlrM/s72-c/pictures+436.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-8741517058950584069</id><published>2007-12-15T23:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T00:16:56.441-05:00</updated><title type='text'>boo hoo</title><content type='html'>I bought a friend for our frog, rodney, along with a new tank. So now we have rodney and henry and they are so cute! I put them both in the bigger tank and added some water so they could get used to their new environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went downstairs by the fire and took out a huge box of old pictures my mom had at her house. I sorted through hundreds of them. It was so heart wrenching to see my mom in those pictures and all of us so happy...the good old days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few hours, I went upstairs to check out the snow storm we're having...there's tons of snow out there....kind of cool considering the fact that I hate snow! I then go check on our frogs and neither of them were moving! I put my finger on the new one to see if it would do anything...but nothing....he was dead! I shook the tank a little so the other one could move since he was stuck in the corner...he didn't move either!!! All of a sudden I burst into tears, sobbing over these stupid frogs....I cried to Adam "even my frogs die!"...and poor Adam put his hand on my shoulder to confort me as tears streamed down my face. "Don't cry, Renee, we'll get new ones."  And then suddenly there was movement! Both of them were really alive! Those bastards tricked me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my little breakdown wasn't over the frogs after all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-8741517058950584069?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/8741517058950584069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=8741517058950584069' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/8741517058950584069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/8741517058950584069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2007/12/boo-hoo.html' title='boo hoo'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-13483382113571380</id><published>2007-12-12T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:42.659-05:00</updated><title type='text'>iphoto</title><content type='html'>I want an Apple just for iphoto! It's so much fun and I can't believe how much we laugh EVERY time we use it. I swear it never fails...just constant laughter for a very LONG time. I think it got old after an hour today. Here we are at my uncle Paul and aunt Lori's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's me, Jennifer, and Farah...don't we look gorgeous?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R2Cg1fUQ27I/AAAAAAAAAqk/vQwKVHswiQg/s1600-h/Photo+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143287615257107378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R2Cg1fUQ27I/AAAAAAAAAqk/vQwKVHswiQg/s400/Photo+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we had way uglier pics but Jennifer's computer froze and these were the only ones that loaded. Here's the real us...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R2Cg1vUQ28I/AAAAAAAAAqs/4HxY7rIYx5Y/s1600-h/Photo+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143287619552074690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R2Cg1vUQ28I/AAAAAAAAAqs/4HxY7rIYx5Y/s400/Photo+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and here are the "look alikes"...maybe not so much in this mirrored image&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R2Cg1vUQ29I/AAAAAAAAAq0/GFzkm0Pszoo/s1600-h/Photo+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143287619552074706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R2Cg1vUQ29I/AAAAAAAAAq0/GFzkm0Pszoo/s400/Photo+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So today was a very unproductive day. I woke up at 12:30...yeah, I know..very lazy but I had nothing to do and no one was home. Then Marie and I did something we never do. We went to the bar for "lunch" at 3 and played those machine games right at the bar. Before we knew it, it was dark out and 5pm! I took her home and then went to my aunt's house for dinner....her infamous ribs...they were so damn good and we ate so much that it hurts to lay on my stomach! What a lazy fat ass I was today! But it's okay, I didn't have anything better to do!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-13483382113571380?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/13483382113571380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=13483382113571380' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/13483382113571380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/13483382113571380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2007/12/iphoto.html' title='iphoto'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R2Cg1fUQ27I/AAAAAAAAAqk/vQwKVHswiQg/s72-c/Photo+107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-8562193964635605085</id><published>2007-12-10T13:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T13:39:12.161-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today feel like the day after my mom's funeral.  empty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-8562193964635605085?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/8562193964635605085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=8562193964635605085' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/8562193964635605085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/8562193964635605085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2007/12/today-feel-like-day-after-my-moms.html' title=''/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-5717295331523829081</id><published>2007-12-07T23:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:44.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>new addition</title><content type='html'>meet the new addition to the lige family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Joan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141456967051565906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1of3vUQ21I/AAAAAAAAAp0/YVmpjEHsqzQ/s400/pictures+428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is Rodney...I love this thing!  He's SO cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141456979936467810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1of4fUQ22I/AAAAAAAAAp8/muQul3qfgzM/s400/pictures+426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They found a new home in my scrapbook room where today, I spent most of my day.  It was so nice and warm in there (since the rest of our house is 60 degrees thanks to Adam!).  And I started a new mini book called "the crew...aka the cousins".  I love how it's turning out and it's not close to done.  Here's a peak at what I was working on today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141456988526402418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1of4_UQ23I/AAAAAAAAAqE/WpvktOWxE6o/s400/img152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1ogH_UQ24I/AAAAAAAAAqM/pWSjC_d4y28/s1600-h/img153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141457246224440194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1ogH_UQ24I/AAAAAAAAAqM/pWSjC_d4y28/s400/img153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1ogIfUQ25I/AAAAAAAAAqU/GfXVVfXT1mo/s1600-h/img154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141457254814374802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1ogIfUQ25I/AAAAAAAAAqU/GfXVVfXT1mo/s400/img154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1ogIvUQ26I/AAAAAAAAAqc/Ijot_TJUPHU/s1600-h/img155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141457259109342114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1ogIvUQ26I/AAAAAAAAAqc/Ijot_TJUPHU/s400/img155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had a couple other pages done but I messed up on them with damn rub ons that will not come off! Can't wait to complete this book...it's gonna be funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I actually bought skinny jeans today!  I never thought I'd give in to that 80's look but I bought a pair of awesome boots that would only look good with a pair of skinny jeans.  So now I own a pair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-5717295331523829081?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/5717295331523829081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=5717295331523829081' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/5717295331523829081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/5717295331523829081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-addition.html' title='new addition'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1of3vUQ21I/AAAAAAAAAp0/YVmpjEHsqzQ/s72-c/pictures+428.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-7079341358567558737</id><published>2007-12-06T23:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:44.255-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i am obsessed with the internet...</title><content type='html'>...and it keeps going down!!!!  It's driving me crazy!  I'm spend the morning and evening on the internet for a very long long time...I can't live without it!  This on and off again internet crap needs to STOP! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm on now and here's a new layout of my mom holding my hand. Oh God, how I loved holding her hands.  My heart literally aches for those hands.  I miss those hands.  I need those hands.  Just can't wait to hold those hands again one day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1jQifUQ20I/AAAAAAAAAps/Z1djCQfyXqs/s1600-h/img151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141088265584040770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1jQifUQ20I/AAAAAAAAAps/Z1djCQfyXqs/s400/img151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3642789546742185255-7079341358567558737?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/7079341358567558737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=7079341358567558737' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7079341358567558737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7079341358567558737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-obsessed-with-internet.html' title='i am obsessed with the internet...'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1jQifUQ20I/AAAAAAAAAps/Z1djCQfyXqs/s72-c/img151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-3374177170911164029</id><published>2007-12-05T11:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:44.747-05:00</updated><title type='text'>surprise, surprise...</title><content type='html'>we had a surprise birthday for Farah on Saturday...and she was SO surprised!!! She really had no clue. Adam and I took her out to dinner while everyone else waited for her at my house. When we walked in, everyone was so silent!! I swear you could hear a pin drop, that's how quiet it was! It was so much fun and I think maybe 2 of the crew was sober by the end of the night...it was a riot! Here we are....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1bcXvUQ2wI/AAAAAAAAApM/nc2HBOHYkq8/s1600-h/pictures+380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140538325086558978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1bcXvUQ2wI/AAAAAAAAApM/nc2HBOHYkq8/s400/pictures+380.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's us "madonna" lovers jammin to her music...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1bcZvUQ2xI/AAAAAAAAApU/bsWkDWBw1KY/s1600-h/pictures+387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140538359446297362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1bcZvUQ2xI/AAAAAAAAApU/bsWkDWBw1KY/s400/pictures+387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this is Jennifer's and my profile... EVERYONE is always telling us how much we look alike... and i think we resemble each other...in fact, when i glance at pics of jennifer sometimes, I have to make a double take. So how many of you think we look alike??? By the way, for those of you who don't know Jennifer, she's my cousin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1bccfUQ2yI/AAAAAAAAApc/8NvdKvYd9Cw/s1600-h/pictures+365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140538406690937634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1bccfUQ2yI/AAAAAAAAApc/8NvdKvYd9Cw/s400/pictures+365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One more thing...Marie has a blog!!! Check &lt;a href="http://teatoast.blogspot.com/"&gt;it&lt;/a&gt; out...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-3374177170911164029?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/3374177170911164029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=3374177170911164029' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/3374177170911164029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/3374177170911164029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2007/12/surprise-surprise.html' title='surprise, surprise...'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1bcXvUQ2wI/AAAAAAAAApM/nc2HBOHYkq8/s72-c/pictures+380.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-7533060902954938457</id><published>2007-12-02T23:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:47.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HO HO HO!!</title><content type='html'>What a hit the christmas party was!!! It was beyond what I expected....just SO awesome! We had so many activities that the kids enjoyed....Everyone was so happy...the kids, parents, volunteers, and the staff at starfish family services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a peak at what went on at the party....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids got their faces painted. That was a huge hit...Marie and Foof were painting faces from 9:30 until 12! And the kids just got a kick out of it. Check out this kid when he looked in the mirror and saw his face....He was so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139604775290067506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1OLT_UQ2jI/AAAAAAAAAnk/uEInyzMxXgI/s400/happy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They decorated mittens and trees...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139604788174969426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1OLUvUQ2lI/AAAAAAAAAn0/NqE8asKdYHI/s400/decorate+a+mitten.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139604783880002114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1OLUfUQ2kI/AAAAAAAAAns/JiI-1FdsBdQ/s400/decorating+mittens.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Milton...one of my favorite kids...he's so damn cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139605771722480258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1OMN_UQ2oI/AAAAAAAAAoM/L-Cuk5G61Nc/s400/milton+and+mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They saw santa...one of the kids asked santa if he could make her mom have a baby...funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139802287951108802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1Q-8vUQ2sI/AAAAAAAAAos/jLN9cEWT9OQ/s400/santa+with+kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Of course, after Santa were the GIFTS!!! Check those babies out....The kids were almost overwhelmed by all the gifts...they were taking their sweet time in there so we had to rush them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139802790462282482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1Q_Z_UQ2vI/AAAAAAAAApE/WUIInaTRgMY/s400/presents4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1Q8APUQ2pI/AAAAAAAAAoU/iHw2KeVtDIE/s1600-R/pictures+262.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We didn't forget about the necessities either...each family got one of each of these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1Q8AvUQ2qI/AAAAAAAAAoc/gdl54ZXw9Fk/s1600-R/pictures+264.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139802300836010706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1Q-9fUQ2tI/AAAAAAAAAo0/3yoy4BwjEfo/s400/presents2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the gifts, we had a raffle for the parents.  We raffled a dvd player with some dvds, 2 $50 gift cards to walmart, and 1 $100 gift card to walmart....the parents loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are two of our favorite kids....all of us fell in love with Robert....what a character he is!! And check out that smile and those amazing eye lashes (i want them!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139802279361174194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1Q-8PUQ2rI/AAAAAAAAAok/yKM_i6YzkzM/s400/robert.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Destiny....the most beautiful little girl!  I want to eat that face!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139605763132545650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1OMNfUQ2nI/AAAAAAAAAoE/O9SJqviH77U/s400/marie+and+destiny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And how cute is she?!!  Her name is Sierra...what a doll!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139802781872347874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1Q_ZfUQ2uI/AAAAAAAAAo8/B2I-WDa2jM4/s400/sierra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And this lady (Milton's mom) was so thankful!  She gave one of the volunteers a hug and said that she loved us and that we have no idea how bad she needed all the things her family got....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139605758837578338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1OMNPUQ2mI/AAAAAAAAAn8/waLph0WxAo0/s400/happy+family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I love throwing these parties and making a small difference in people's lives.  It's hard for me to imagine the hardships some people go through, but it makes my heart swell with happiness to know that we did something to make them smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-7533060902954938457?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/7533060902954938457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=7533060902954938457' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7533060902954938457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7533060902954938457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2007/12/ho-ho-ho.html' title='HO HO HO!!'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R1OLT_UQ2jI/AAAAAAAAAnk/uEInyzMxXgI/s72-c/happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-5028895469701397985</id><published>2007-11-30T00:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:48.768-05:00</updated><title type='text'>walmart invasion</title><content type='html'>for those of you who don't know my christmas tradition....i find an orphanage a month or so before christmas and my family and friends help me collect donations, volunteer, etc. My whole family gets involved and helps a TON..esp the girls you are about to see in the pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our christmas party is on saturday and Farah, Michelle, and I headed to walmart to do our shopping...shopping for toys for over 100 kids!!! It was INSANE and tons of fun! It was toys galore...our carts were beyond full!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the middle of our adventure through walmart...farah had to take over the kid count (ages,m,f, and how many of each) because Michelle and I kept losing track and were all over the place and so confused...but of course, Farah went through it so smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R0-mMWNIlMI/AAAAAAAAAm8/ok9OMBTh678/s1600-R/pictures+212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138508430902334658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R0-mMWNIlMI/AAAAAAAAAm8/2DVrth0RwrM/s400/pictures+212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out farah's cart....a kids dream!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R0-mNWNIlNI/AAAAAAAAAnE/ZSEFXGIgo4E/s1600-R/pictures+214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138508448082203858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R0-mNWNIlNI/AAAAAAAAAnE/WdV3J3WdUsY/s400/pictures+214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are all three carts...the pictures do not do them justice! We even had a few things on the bottom of the carts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R0-mN2NIlOI/AAAAAAAAAnM/DK23mYySV3M/s1600-R/pictures+216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138508456672138466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R0-mN2NIlOI/AAAAAAAAAnM/s6Qv5m0v4qI/s400/pictures+216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally the $1,650.00 bill (by the way, no item that was bought was over $12.97)...and this was just the second stop (the first one was at a dollar store warehouse where we bought a shit load of stuff for only $630)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138508959183312114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R0-mrGNIlPI/AAAAAAAAAnU/BQWfz8ViArA/s400/pictures+217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we had a little dilemma...getting all those bags in the car on top of the boxes we had in there from the dollar store. Take a look at the biggest driving hazard ever!! My car, which by the way is a TAHOE, was full to the rim...none of us could move...literally! I mean does it even look like we're sitting in a tahoe? It was absolutely crazy and so funny!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138508963478279426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R0-mrWNIlQI/AAAAAAAAAnc/xFJV7V44sE4/s400/pictures+222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;By the way, we still have more shopping...need to hit up Costco, Michaels, and Party Giant. We are so excited for saturday and can't wait to see the children's faces when the see what we have in store for them...i'll be posting pics of the christmas bash on saturday or sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-5028895469701397985?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/5028895469701397985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=5028895469701397985' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/5028895469701397985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/5028895469701397985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2007/11/walmart-invasion.html' title='walmart invasion'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R0-mMWNIlMI/AAAAAAAAAm8/2DVrth0RwrM/s72-c/pictures+212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-8584344120148960056</id><published>2007-11-29T00:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:49.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mcdonald's = weight control</title><content type='html'>let me explain something haters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first i'll admit that the day i went to workout after 4 yrs being away from the lovely gym i had mcdonald's AND i didn't regret it one bit because it was so damn good!!! yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second, yes i do think that the lack of mcdonalds the last couple of weeks had thrown my body off and contributed to my 3lb weight gain.  This is due to the fact that mcdonald's satisfies me so much that i don't need to snack on anything or think of eating anything else after i have it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third, I eat a happy meal for gods sake and I'm back on mcdonald's diet so lay off haters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of mcdonald's, I made this confession a couple days ago when i decided to save my SMALL fries bag so I could "confess" it...perfect timing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R05ROmNIlLI/AAAAAAAAAm0/TCHLw2vEYK0/s1600-h/img150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138133536091968690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R05ROmNIlLI/AAAAAAAAAm0/TCHLw2vEYK0/s400/img150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-8584344120148960056?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/8584344120148960056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=8584344120148960056' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/8584344120148960056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/8584344120148960056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2007/11/mcdonalds-weight-control.html' title='mcdonald&apos;s = weight control'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R05ROmNIlLI/AAAAAAAAAm0/TCHLw2vEYK0/s72-c/img150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-6909682740204749559</id><published>2007-11-26T23:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T23:52:07.717-05:00</updated><title type='text'>phat or FAT...</title><content type='html'>...FAT!  That's what my ass feels like right about now!  I swear I can't handle this 3lb weight gain.  i know some of you are shaking your heads thinking i'm silly, but really i'm not!  3lbs turns into 5lbs...5lbs turns into 10lbs...and then i'm gonna get pregnant and really be a fat ass! I can't do that so....I'm going to the gym tomorrow with Michelle.  I can't believe my lazy (not morning person) self is going to wake up at 8:30 and go to the gym.  It will be the first time in almost 4 yrs that I will be working out.  The last time I ran/worked out I ran a marathon in Alaska...lets just say never again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I went to 8am mass on sunday morning....ALONE!  I can't do anything alone...really.  So it was a big deal for me to go to church alone.  It felt good and now I know I don't have to rely on Adam to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's official...I had my first cooking lesson from Michelle today.  It wasn't bad at all (the experience, not the food...that was amazing).  She taught me how to cut chicken breast without getting rid of half the breast and how to chop garlic...it was actually fun...can't wait for my next lesson Mishy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was planning on posting a "confession" but i didn't take a picture of it...i'll post it tomorrow.  And my scrapbook mood is creeping back up...slowly but surely!  FINALLY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-6909682740204749559?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/6909682740204749559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=6909682740204749559' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/6909682740204749559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/6909682740204749559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2007/11/phat-or-fat.html' title='phat or FAT...'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-4133706713756589814</id><published>2007-11-25T00:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:49.662-05:00</updated><title type='text'>requested...</title><content type='html'>...by my cousins: a new post! Yeah, I know I've been a shitty blogger guys...but yay for a new post! I will try my best to update my blog daily...but seriously sometimes I just feel like I have nothing interesting to say...I really do have a boring life. But, I will update my blog more often...i kind of miss it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I came across this thing on the internet awhile back but I forgot to post about it. I thought it was genius idea. It's a travel picture dictionary! I mean how convenient is that?! I swear, when I was traveling through the Middle East and Europe I said to my mom, who was with me, that I wish we had a dictionary with pictures. And low and behold...here it is..but i found it a bit too late. And michelle, I know what you're thinking...why couldn't we think to invent that! I'm thinking the same thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136653773829608610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R0kPZGNIlKI/AAAAAAAAAms/F2VclwCi-5w/s400/14903.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's something else I love...it's gum, but i love the packaging! so damn cute and funny!&lt;br /&gt;This is the front...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136653773829608594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R0kPZGNIlJI/AAAAAAAAAmk/C25nzhMi-ss/s400/img148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is the back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R0kPYmNIlII/AAAAAAAAAmc/NNibgEqcs4A/s1600-h/img147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136653765239673986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R0kPYmNIlII/AAAAAAAAAmc/NNibgEqcs4A/s400/img147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/3642789546742185255-4133706713756589814?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/4133706713756589814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=4133706713756589814' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/4133706713756589814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/4133706713756589814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2007/11/requested.html' title='requested...'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/R0kPZGNIlKI/AAAAAAAAAms/F2VclwCi-5w/s72-c/14903.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-7826189971966186772</id><published>2007-11-16T12:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:52.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>incompleted book</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the book about my mom that i started making a while back.  i was hoping to finish it by now but it didn't work out that way.  I do plan on finishing it once i get into the scrapping mood and if my heart can bare to look at some of the pics without crying.  I will finish it though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be prepared...there are 13 or so pics...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/Rz3WOGNIk2I/AAAAAAAAAkM/X9fbfrK20NY/s1600-h/mombook1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133494687944446818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/Rz3WOGNIk2I/AAAAAAAAAkM/X9fbfrK20NY/s320/mombook1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/Rz3WPmNIk3I/AAAAAAAAAkU/9UwMSHJBbJk/s1600-h/mombook2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133494713714250610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/Rz3WPmNIk3I/AAAAAAAAAkU/9UwMSHJBbJk/s320/mombook2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/Rz3WQWNIk4I/AAAAAAAAAkc/gzY7ACa5K8E/s1600-h/mombook3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133494726599152514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/Rz3WQWNIk4I/AAAAAAAAAkc/gzY7ACa5K8E/s320/mombook3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/Rz3WQ2NIk5I/AAAAAAAAAkk/C4hf1polntM/s1600-h/mombook4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133494735189087122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/Rz3WQ2NIk5I/AAAAAAAAAkk/C4hf1polntM/s320/mombook4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/Rz3WRmNIk6I/AAAAAAAAAks/Vbk4yYRymuw/s1600-h/mombook5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133494748073989026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/Rz3WRmNIk6I/AAAAAAAAAks/Vbk4yYRymuw/s320/mombook5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133495443858690994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/Rz3W6GNIk7I/AAAAAAAAAk0/qQl5E094Nrk/s320/mombook6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133495456743592898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/Rz3W62NIk8I/AAAAAAAAAk8/inCcJdvRVKw/s320/mombook7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133495473923462098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/Rz3W72NIk9I/AAAAAAAAAlE/mASuFEsQU_k/s320/mombook8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133496805363323874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/Rz3YJWNIk-I/AAAAAAAAAlM/jOHCYe4KgSQ/s320/mombook9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133496826838160370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/Rz3YKmNIk_I/AAAAAAAAAlU/ifkTauR8zAA/s320/mombook11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133496861197898770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/Rz3YMmNIlBI/AAAAAAAAAlk/hStQ4v6XCJU/s320/mombook13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133496852607964162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/Rz3YMGNIlAI/AAAAAAAAAlc/TCtkXB8i4WM/s320/mombook12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133496878377767970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/Rz3YNmNIlCI/AAAAAAAAAls/zuuyRTRntk4/s320/mombook14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-7826189971966186772?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/7826189971966186772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=7826189971966186772' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7826189971966186772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7826189971966186772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2007/11/incompleted-book.html' title='incompleted book'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/Rz3WOGNIk2I/AAAAAAAAAkM/X9fbfrK20NY/s72-c/mombook1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-8141049994232430235</id><published>2007-11-15T23:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T23:58:09.875-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it's not fair</title><content type='html'>it's just not fucking fair!!  why does such bad things happen to good people?  i just don't understand!  did my mother deserve to die at 52 of cancer?  NO! does my father, who is ALWAYS putting others before himself deserve such grief? NO!  is it fair that my mother didn't live long enough to see her son get married or even her grandkids?  NO!  It's just not fucking fair! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm mad...i'm sad...my heart is just torn into pieces.  I actually think that it's turned into stone...i'm bitter.  i'm pissed. i don't give a shit about anything.  I just want my mom back!  I don't know how to spend the rest of my life without the person I loved most in this world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-8141049994232430235?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/8141049994232430235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=8141049994232430235' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/8141049994232430235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/8141049994232430235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-not-fair.html' title='it&apos;s not fair'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-4322486350418570420</id><published>2007-11-12T00:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T01:26:06.638-05:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged</title><content type='html'>I was actually tagged! I'm so happy to know that other people (besides my cousins and a few others) actually read my blog. So yeah! to the tag by &lt;a href="http://boundbyart.blogspot.com/"&gt;Helena Youngs&lt;/a&gt;. Here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1. If you could have $100 worth of scrapbook paper or assorted embellishments, which would you choose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Although I LOVE patterned paper and have a shit load of it, I think i'd go with the embellishment...can't every have enough embellishments!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;2. If you had to choose between using only stamps or rub-ons which would you choose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Do I really have to choose on this one?! I love them both...stamps AND rub-ons, but i think i'll go with the rub-ons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;3. If you knew how to do both awesome cards and layouts, but could only do one for a year which would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;layouts....hands down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;4. Would you rather own a scrapbooking store or have your own scrapping room at home (can't have both, lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;since I already have a scrapbook room, i wouldn't mind having a store to go along with it...but if i could only choose one i'd go with the store...imagine all the goodies you can get your hands on with own scrapbook store!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5. And then last but not least, what is your current cardmaking or scrapping style?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Eclectic? I think. I love to play with stuff and see what I can come up with. I use ink on EVERYTHING...can never get away from the ink and i'm loving paint too. Clean pages are boring to me so I like to get messy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I have to tag 5 people.....&lt;a href="http://stopitsscrappintime.blogspot.com/"&gt;Staci&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://paiknheat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Candice&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://myscrapblog.com/jeniece"&gt;Jeniece&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ramblingsfromthezone.typepad.com/ramblings_from_the_zone/"&gt;Kelley&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.lifelovepaper.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tina&lt;/a&gt;...and i'm gonna do &lt;a href="http://sbogert.blogspot.com/"&gt;Stacey&lt;/a&gt; too (yeah you stacey bogert) just so she can update her blog!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-4322486350418570420?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/4322486350418570420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=4322486350418570420' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/4322486350418570420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/4322486350418570420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2007/11/tagged.html' title='tagged'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-5269957927028572192</id><published>2007-11-11T00:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T00:09:10.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends...</title><content type='html'>and cousins of course!  I swear I could have never get through this time without them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we had some wine...not sure if that was a good idea for me, but i'm okay right now...and played taboo...i never thought i'd laugh again so soon after my mother's death...thanks guys for chillin with me tonight!  There's nothing like good, true friends.....can't live without them!  love all of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and can't forget about the hubby...i love you adam!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-5269957927028572192?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/5269957927028572192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=5269957927028572192' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/5269957927028572192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/5269957927028572192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2007/11/friends_11.html' title='Friends...'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-7415038781757797844</id><published>2007-11-11T00:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T00:06:26.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-7415038781757797844?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/7415038781757797844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=7415038781757797844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7415038781757797844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/7415038781757797844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2007/11/friends.html' title='Friends...'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-1347902415458425775</id><published>2007-11-10T00:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T00:52:53.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>quote</title><content type='html'>this is my all time favorite quote...i've loved it for years and came across it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are often unreasonable, illogical, and self-centered;Forgive them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives;Be kind anyway.&lt;br /&gt;If you are successful, you will win some false friends and some true enemies;Succeed anyway.&lt;br /&gt;If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you; Be honest and frank anyway.&lt;br /&gt;What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight; Build anyway.&lt;br /&gt;If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous; Be happy anyway.&lt;br /&gt;The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow; Do good anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Give the world the best you have, and it may never be enough; Give the world the best you've got anyway.&lt;br /&gt;You see, in the final analysis, it is between you and God; It was never between you and them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Theresa (i love this woman)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-1347902415458425775?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/1347902415458425775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=1347902415458425775' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/1347902415458425775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/1347902415458425775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2007/11/quote.html' title='quote'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-6938443933953569347</id><published>2007-11-06T21:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:52.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Surreal</title><content type='html'>This is so surreal...Her funeral was today.  I just can't believe she's gone.  I don't think that it has hit me yet, really. I'm just in such a state of shock.  I can't believe I'll never be able to talk to her, hug her, laugh with her, shop with her, nothing....no matter where I look, she's just no where to be found.  It scares me and breaks my heart so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom, I just don't know how I'm going to live my life without you!  I love you with all my heart and soul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/RzEjxTAgG2I/AAAAAAAAAkE/0z0o6oy9yYw/s1600-h/random+205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129920780374645602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/RzEjxTAgG2I/AAAAAAAAAkE/0z0o6oy9yYw/s320/random+205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the speech we said at the funeral today...it describes her perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fun loving, generous devoted strong beautiful elegant…these words are only a fraction of what would describe our beloved Fatin. She was an amazing wife mother sister daughter and friend to so many. and touched the hearts and lives of all of us. She was so full of life. Everyone loved being around her because her joy and happiness was so contagious. She was always the life of the party and loved surrounding herself with family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Equally important as her family and friends, was her devotion to God. Fatin was one of the founding members of St. Toma. She was an active participant in all aspects of the church. Her faith carried her through her entire life, especially during her illness, not once uttering a word of complaint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although she lived a short life, it was filled with deep love and joy. She accomplished more than most would hope to in an entire life time. She is such an irreplaceable and unforgettable woman. She will be deeply missed but her spirit and memories will live on through all of us. We never wanted to let her go but we realize she was never ours to keep. She was called home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642789546742185255-6938443933953569347?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/6938443933953569347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=6938443933953569347' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/6938443933953569347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/6938443933953569347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2007/11/surreal.html' title='Surreal'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/RzEjxTAgG2I/AAAAAAAAAkE/0z0o6oy9yYw/s72-c/random+205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642789546742185255.post-1159349458035302663</id><published>2007-11-04T00:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:19:53.031-05:00</updated><title type='text'>November 3, 2007</title><content type='html'>Today my mother lost her battle with cancer.  She died peacefully surrounded by her family.  I laid next to her on the bed as I held her hand from 4am this morning until 4:25 p.m.  There's an emptiness inside my heart and I know my life will never be the same again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you mom!  You have been my everything...can't wait until we meet again.  My heart aches for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/Ry1VmzAgG1I/AAAAAAAAAj8/4wHej5gWDmA/s1600-h/shower+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128849675660565330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/Ry1VmzAgG1I/AAAAAAAAAj8/4wHej5gWDmA/s320/shower+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3642789546742185255-1159349458035302663?l=reneelige.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/feeds/1159349458035302663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642789546742185255&amp;postID=1159349458035302663' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/1159349458035302663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642789546742185255/posts/default/1159349458035302663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reneelige.blogspot.com/2007/11/november-3-2007.html' title='November 3, 2007'/><author><name>renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488772461968957181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/410861708_383a996d64.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGs8X-TDhVY/Ry1VmzAgG1I/AAAAAAAAAj8/4wHej5gWDmA/s72-c/shower+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
