<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615379785522158159</id><updated>2010-03-06T21:05:19.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving life in Seattle</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13244320704174131237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>600</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615379785522158159.post-7816171703039667184</id><published>2010-03-05T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T17:10:28.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pms go away!</title><content type='html'>I just want to cry. I'm pmsing, I'm frustrated, and just meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's still drama in that group I'm with, and it's really starting to take its toll on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so many things I want to do right now. Get pregnant, visit family, visit Disneyland. Anything. I have no money and I'm too fat to get pregnant. I have no money to visit family and I definitely don't have money for Disneyland. We barely had money for groceries to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to write more, but I'm just not really in the mood. I'm still here. I'll try to think up something tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615379785522158159-7816171703039667184?l=dragonflycurls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/feeds/7816171703039667184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615379785522158159&amp;postID=7816171703039667184' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/7816171703039667184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/7816171703039667184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/2010/03/pms-go-away.html' title='pms go away!'/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13244320704174131237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11234340658837518050'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615379785522158159.post-6671602800654691097</id><published>2010-03-02T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T22:06:52.550-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Dog antics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EalJPzM_BkA/S4357j6fIYI/AAAAAAAAAVo/1K6bGgirz8c/s1600-h/IMG00026-20100302-1158.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EalJPzM_BkA/S4357j6fIYI/AAAAAAAAAVo/1K6bGgirz8c/s320/IMG00026-20100302-1158.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the face of a very happy, tired and hot pug. We visited the awesome dog park for an hour today. We thought it wouldn't be busy since it was a Monday, but there were a ton of small doggies there for Ben and Gemma to run around with. Although oddly enough, neither one of them really play with dogs. They mostly just run around. As long as they get their energy out, that's fine with me! They've been so cooped up lately, and we've been taking advantage of the non-rain to take them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much else has been going on. Life is fairly lame. The house is a mess again, and I don't want to clean it up. But I've been trying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615379785522158159-6671602800654691097?l=dragonflycurls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/feeds/6671602800654691097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615379785522158159&amp;postID=6671602800654691097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/6671602800654691097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/6671602800654691097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/2010/03/dog-antics.html' title='Dog antics'/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13244320704174131237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11234340658837518050'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EalJPzM_BkA/S4357j6fIYI/AAAAAAAAAVo/1K6bGgirz8c/s72-c/IMG00026-20100302-1158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615379785522158159.post-7560899947629390076</id><published>2010-02-28T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T20:08:13.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shift the Power to the People</title><content type='html'>Man, we're at hearing a lot on the news lately about areas being struck by horrible events. First it was Haiti, and then Chile. At the mere mention of these places, you can probably recall all kinds of things that have happened there recently, and all of the relief efforts being done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about if I bring up the Cheyenne River Sioux? Can you recall anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's sad if you can't, but it's certainly not your fault. While all the news outlets have been covering the relief efforts overseas, they have been ignoring the relief efforts that are VERY much needed here in our own country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A major ice storm raged through their area in mid January knocking down over 3,000 power lines, leaving residents without heat, water has been non-existent or scarce. They have received some help, but not enough. They need help. They need your help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to www.shiftthepowertothepeople.org to write your state representatives to get the help that is needed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Oq_Z7sO3KwY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Oq_Z7sO3KwY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615379785522158159-7560899947629390076?l=dragonflycurls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/feeds/7560899947629390076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615379785522158159&amp;postID=7560899947629390076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/7560899947629390076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/7560899947629390076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/2010/02/shift-power-to-people.html' title='Shift the Power to the People'/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13244320704174131237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11234340658837518050'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615379785522158159.post-3002977167566184892</id><published>2010-02-28T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T13:39:55.235-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seattle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Cause you sound so close but it feels like you're so far</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i22.tinypic.com/71o108.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i22.tinypic.com/71o108.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Today we took the dogs to a dog park we haven't been to before. The other week we went to one dog park that didn't have a small dog area, so we had to find another one. Gemma can genuinely be good with bigger dogs, but Benton is so freaking obnoxious that it just doesn't work. So then we went to another small dog park on Puget Sound. It was out of the way, and this tiny little pathetic park. So today we ventured out to a park a bit past UW and it was awesome! The small dog area was HUGE. Benton was able to just run and run and run. We even got to see a couple of other bostons, and the owner runs one of the local Boston Terrier meetups. So we'll have to go visit that. Maybe we can make some friends out of the deal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Not much has been going on here otherwise. Dylan finished the bar- did I mention that? It was 2 1/2 days and she was stressed. But thankfully it's over. Now we just have to wait until April 30th to find out. *crosses fingers* Dylan thinks she did well, but that you never really know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday I spent the day doing our taxes. I was SO worried about having to owe money because of my etsy stuff. Thankfully we had enough deductions that we'll be getting around 1k back. Thank goodness. It should be here in about 10 days. We might do an overnight trip to Portland!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615379785522158159-3002977167566184892?l=dragonflycurls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/feeds/3002977167566184892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615379785522158159&amp;postID=3002977167566184892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/3002977167566184892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/3002977167566184892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/2010/02/cause-you-sound-so-close-but-it-feels.html' title='Cause you sound so close but it feels like you&apos;re so far'/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13244320704174131237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11234340658837518050'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615379785522158159.post-3441798875076537845</id><published>2010-02-24T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T09:03:04.578-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>"I myself am made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EalJPzM_BkA/S4Vazj0lBRI/AAAAAAAAAVg/I6e5RUegjMU/s1600-h/tumblr_ky1p7rREop1qzr04eo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EalJPzM_BkA/S4Vazj0lBRI/AAAAAAAAAVg/I6e5RUegjMU/s400/tumblr_ky1p7rREop1qzr04eo1_400.jpg" width="292" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I need to keep this quote in mind. I believe it's true to a certain extent. After my crappy blog post yesterday about my stress, I realize that I can sit an mope about the things that I can't really change, but I can be positive and hope for the best. So that's what I'm doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes I feel really stupid. I'm taking online courses through the college I attended back in SoCal. Sometimes it takes me so long to finish an assignment. It's like my brain can't process what it needs to. I either can't understand what the hell I'm supposed to do, or I can't formulate my thoughts into cohesive sentences. This, in turn, makes me feel even stupider. Then I start thinking about how I have a law school graduate for a wife and here I am being unable to do homework for freaking community college. Gah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But then, I wake up and check my grades and my professor types little notes about how refreshing it was to read my assignment, and it gives me hope for the next work I have to complete. I was really dreading having to get stuff done, and now I feel a bit better about myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks teach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615379785522158159-3441798875076537845?l=dragonflycurls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/feeds/3441798875076537845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615379785522158159&amp;postID=3441798875076537845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/3441798875076537845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/3441798875076537845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-myself-am-made-entirely-of-flaws.html' title='&quot;I myself am made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions.&quot;'/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13244320704174131237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11234340658837518050'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EalJPzM_BkA/S4Vazj0lBRI/AAAAAAAAAVg/I6e5RUegjMU/s72-c/tumblr_ky1p7rREop1qzr04eo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615379785522158159.post-2534928991663632521</id><published>2010-02-23T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T13:57:01.587-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depressed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>“Every man dies - Not every man really lives.”</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EalJPzM_BkA/S4RPGlfwaGI/AAAAAAAAAVY/6fTCiGFK5l8/s1600-h/IMG00124-20100221-1626.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="291" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EalJPzM_BkA/S4RPGlfwaGI/AAAAAAAAAVY/6fTCiGFK5l8/s400/IMG00124-20100221-1626.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm depressed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I don't see how I could not be depressed. I have no job. No money. Stress because of no money. Stress because of a lack of jobs. Stress because our dogs are driving me absolutely bonkers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Back at our old place, our dogs were fine. We have Benton, the dog that wants to pee what seems like every hour. And then Gemma, the dog that will circle for what seems like hours until she finds the most perfect of places to do her business. It's very frustrating when we live on a busy street (right by the fisherman's terminal and the bridge) so everytime a truck or bus drives by GOD FORBID it messes up her zen and she has to start her circling all over again. It's like she has a bad case of OCD. But after researching, nope just a bad case of she's a female dog, and sometimes female dogs will do that. It wasn't so bad at our place place, where we had a lovely little backyard place that we could just toss her out into. Now we have to go downstairs and outside. Not fun at 1am when I'm tired, I want to go to bed, and I'm waiting in the rain for the dog to pee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There are multiple times where I "joke" about finding a pug rescue. She's lucky she's so dang cute for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, that's what's new with me. Depression, stress, and frustration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615379785522158159-2534928991663632521?l=dragonflycurls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/feeds/2534928991663632521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615379785522158159&amp;postID=2534928991663632521' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/2534928991663632521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/2534928991663632521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/2010/02/every-man-dies-not-every-man-really.html' title='“Every man dies - Not every man really lives.”'/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13244320704174131237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11234340658837518050'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EalJPzM_BkA/S4RPGlfwaGI/AAAAAAAAAVY/6fTCiGFK5l8/s72-c/IMG00124-20100221-1626.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615379785522158159.post-8124679245996085219</id><published>2010-02-21T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T21:43:46.441-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dylan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job search'/><title type='text'>"If God had wanted me otherwise, He would have created me otherwise."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EalJPzM_BkA/S4IX9KIOVMI/AAAAAAAAAVI/LtOt4AN3-3g/s1600-h/tumblr_kvs7nf5YK31qzx5i0o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EalJPzM_BkA/S4IX9KIOVMI/AAAAAAAAAVI/LtOt4AN3-3g/s320/tumblr_kvs7nf5YK31qzx5i0o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's been stressful here. Very stressful. We are broke. Broke. Broke. Broke.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm looking for work, but if only it were that easy. I'm applying for practically anything I am remotely qualified for. What I really hate is when something looks like a legit job ad, only to get contacted about it and it's a complete scam. SO frustrating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dylan takes the bar exam this week. It starts Tuesday. That's stressful for her. I'm confident that she'll do great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm working my tail off on my etsy stuff, but right now things have been very slow. I need to work on promoting myself, but between finding a job, working on my class stuff (I'm taking 10 units this semester) and then working on the small orders I do get- well, things are busy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I feel bad because I've let the house turn into a mess. I swore to myself that I wouldn't let that happen, but I did. When Dylan take her bar exam on Tuesday, I'm cleaning the house top to bottom. That's my mission for the day. Hopefully I can get it done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615379785522158159-8124679245996085219?l=dragonflycurls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/feeds/8124679245996085219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615379785522158159&amp;postID=8124679245996085219' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/8124679245996085219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/8124679245996085219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/2010/02/if-god-had-wanted-me-otherwise-he-would.html' title='&quot;If God had wanted me otherwise, He would have created me otherwise.&quot;'/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13244320704174131237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11234340658837518050'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EalJPzM_BkA/S4IX9KIOVMI/AAAAAAAAAVI/LtOt4AN3-3g/s72-c/tumblr_kvs7nf5YK31qzx5i0o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615379785522158159.post-2610280547951520344</id><published>2010-02-16T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T20:57:18.728-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Reading.</title><content type='html'>I love reading. Just love it. I remember going to the library with my mom when I was in 5th grade. I checked out 35 books- the max you were allowed. I read all of them but 1 in 2 weeks. Ever since I moved away from home, I just never really got back into reading. Well, now I have! I was able to get some great recomendations for books, and I've been reading before bed every night and it's been great. Well, except for last night. I went to bed at 11, and stayed up until 2:30 so I could finish the book I was reading- The Hunger Games. It was SO good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never real read any of the classics, and that is for sure on my Mission 101 list. I want to read 100 books, and 10 need to be classics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, while messing around with my blog, I think I changed a setting or something. I've noticed that all of a sudden I'm getting a ton of hits! And followers! So hello new followers and visitors!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615379785522158159-2610280547951520344?l=dragonflycurls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/feeds/2610280547951520344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615379785522158159&amp;postID=2610280547951520344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/2610280547951520344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/2610280547951520344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/2010/02/reading.html' title='Reading.'/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13244320704174131237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11234340658837518050'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615379785522158159.post-6702708397058229612</id><published>2010-02-13T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T15:05:58.799-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission 101'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disneyland'/><title type='text'>Post Secret</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EalJPzM_BkA/S3cvhWpsbSI/AAAAAAAAAVA/JgLsLVeXKxU/s1600-h/toontown.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EalJPzM_BkA/S3cvhWpsbSI/AAAAAAAAAVA/JgLsLVeXKxU/s320/toontown.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I just now discovered that there was a new post editor. All this time I've been using an old one. Well, this snazzy new editor reminds me of the posting controls on livejournal. I like it. A lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of the things on my mission 101 list is to submit a secret to Postcrossing. I already know what I'm going to use, I just need to do it. When I saw the secret above, I was really touched. After going to Disneyland so often, I started to notice that sometimes employees weren't the friendliest. And sometimes I wondered how friendly the characters were. This secret really made me happy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm still on a Disneyland kick. I've been watching a DVD screener of the Princess and the Frog all the time. I love the music, the story- everything. Such a great Disney film. A lot of the Disney movies made lately just aren't my cup of tea. This one is perfect. Absolutely perfect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615379785522158159-6702708397058229612?l=dragonflycurls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/feeds/6702708397058229612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615379785522158159&amp;postID=6702708397058229612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/6702708397058229612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/6702708397058229612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/2010/02/post-secret.html' title='Post Secret'/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13244320704174131237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11234340658837518050'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EalJPzM_BkA/S3cvhWpsbSI/AAAAAAAAAVA/JgLsLVeXKxU/s72-c/toontown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615379785522158159.post-6972994642943293766</id><published>2010-02-12T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T14:43:08.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>600th Post</title><content type='html'>I freshened the blog up a bit. I have no idea if I like it or not yet. I still need to tweek it a bit. And I don't know if it's because I'm so used to having something so plain before, but it seems kind of busy. But I don't know, it's also kind of pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my 600th blog post. I feel like I should make it more of a special post, but I got nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got some fun plans for Valentines Day. Nothing extravagant because I'm broker than broke. Like really broke. I always appreciate hand made gifts more anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615379785522158159-6972994642943293766?l=dragonflycurls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/feeds/6972994642943293766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615379785522158159&amp;postID=6972994642943293766' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/6972994642943293766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/6972994642943293766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/2010/02/600th-post.html' title='600th Post'/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13244320704174131237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11234340658837518050'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615379785522158159.post-1804786317741372826</id><published>2010-02-11T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T16:30:13.465-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustrated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depressed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>cold seattle nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EalJPzM_BkA/S3Sg-FgFg8I/AAAAAAAAAU0/0AZRJZoih94/s1600-h/tumblr_kx4x3dtPO41qzzefvo1_r1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 147px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EalJPzM_BkA/S3Sg-FgFg8I/AAAAAAAAAU0/0AZRJZoih94/s200/tumblr_kx4x3dtPO41qzzefvo1_r1_500.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437147638632121282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's finally gotten below 50 degrees here! w00t! At night it had been below 50, but it hadn't really gotten cold during the day. For some reason I imagined us to be freezing our tuca's off. I guess that's because when we visited last March, it was snowing. So far we had some rain, but nothing that made be feel frigid. Well, now I am feeling frigid and I LOVE IT. Oh to feel the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, yesterday my left knee hurt so so bad. I could feel the pains running from my knee down the front of my legs. Not fun at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a bit of the blahs lately. I'm depressed over the state of my health. I would really, really love to have a baby right now. I seriously need to lose at least 100lbs. You would think wanting to have a baby would be enough motivation for me to take my ass to the gym. But it's not! What is wrong with me?! My lack of motivation then makes me feel even more depressed. It's an awful cycle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to get to the gym and stop eating fast food ffs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615379785522158159-1804786317741372826?l=dragonflycurls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/feeds/1804786317741372826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615379785522158159&amp;postID=1804786317741372826' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/1804786317741372826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/1804786317741372826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/2010/02/cold-seattle-nights.html' title='cold seattle nights'/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13244320704174131237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11234340658837518050'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EalJPzM_BkA/S3Sg-FgFg8I/AAAAAAAAAU0/0AZRJZoih94/s72-c/tumblr_kx4x3dtPO41qzzefvo1_r1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615379785522158159.post-1856209676377473067</id><published>2010-02-08T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T13:54:11.768-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disneyland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brother'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img651.imageshack.us/img651/7432/b55.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 424px; height: 284px;" src="http://img651.imageshack.us/img651/7432/b55.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I wish I was at Disneyland. I have almost no negative memories of times at Disneyland. I mean, how can you? I truly feel it is the happiest place on earth. I literally want to cry right now thinking about all the great times I've had there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up in Virginia, and went to Disney World once when I was 3. I have only two memories- trying to hit bees with a wiffle bat at the campground we stayed at, and playing in the Swiss Family Robinson treehouse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So from the time I was three until I was 21- I had never really even thought much about Disney. I had always wanted to go back to Disneyworld, mostly because a lot of friends and family members got to go, and it made me insanely jealous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I moved to California in 2005, the thought of going to Disneyland never really crossed my mind either. Then in March of 2006, Dylan and I got to go down to Southern California with her dad. We stayed a night in Anaheim, and we got to go to Disneyland. It felt so cool to go there! I mean, growing up, only the cool kids got to go to Disney! But it was hot, and crowded a bit. Lines were long, and I hate lines. But that didn't stop me from enjoying the happiest place on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only got to spend a day there- but when I found out we would be moving to Southern California for law school, the first thing I thought about? DISNEY! I was so excited we would be getting season passes. We went for our wedding anniversary, and our presents to each other was our season passes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I eventually became a Disney freak. Just like those people I used to make fun of for being all OMG DISNEY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I see Disneyland tweet something, or their commercial, I get sad. I don't really miss anything about California. I really miss Disney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also sad, thinking about last March, when my mom, brother and his then girlfriend came to visit. It was such a great weekend, and I loved getting to share the Disney magic with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling very sad for my brother right now. He's broken up with his fiance, after it looks like there may have been some instances of cheating (or almost cheating) on her part. I feel so very sad. I'm sad that he's hurt. I'm sad that he is feeling even more insecure about himself than he already did. I'm sad because I really, really liked her. I've never liked anyone he's dated. As soon as I met her, I loved her. She was so sweet, and so much fun. I would have never thought she would do something like this to my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't spoken to her at all. Her cell phone was on my brother's plan (and he's taken it back from her), she's deleted her facebook. I still have her email, but don't really want to email her. I feel like maybe just something isn't right. Surely, this is all some big misunderstanding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad for my brother. I wish I could be near him, give him a big hug, and just let him know that it hurts now, but it'll get better with time. And if she did cheat, or partake in activities that would have led to cheating, she wasn't worth it. He deserves someone that will be there with him 100%. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my brother, and times like this make me very sad that we live across the country from each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615379785522158159-1856209676377473067?l=dragonflycurls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/feeds/1856209676377473067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615379785522158159&amp;postID=1856209676377473067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/1856209676377473067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/1856209676377473067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-i-wish-i-was-at-disneyland.html' title=''/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13244320704174131237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11234340658837518050'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615379785522158159.post-1594793781845954817</id><published>2010-02-05T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T12:56:44.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I finally posted my Mission 101 list. I'm really hoping to get through as much of it as I can. There's some interesting things on there for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend will be busy. I have a ton of school stuff to plow through, as well as things for my etsy shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need to find a job like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*crosses fingers*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615379785522158159-1594793781845954817?l=dragonflycurls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/feeds/1594793781845954817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615379785522158159&amp;postID=1594793781845954817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/1594793781845954817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/1594793781845954817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-i-finally-posted-my-mission-101-list.html' title=''/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13244320704174131237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11234340658837518050'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615379785522158159.post-8713864159072989955</id><published>2010-02-05T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T09:45:28.967-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission 101'/><title type='text'>Mission 101</title><content type='html'>The Mission:&lt;br /&gt;Complete 101 preset tasks in a period of 1001 days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Criteria:&lt;br /&gt;Tasks must be specific (i.e., no ambiguity in the wording) with a result that is either measurable or clearly defined. Tasks must also be realistic and stretching (i.e., represent some amount of work on my part).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why 1001 Days?&lt;br /&gt;Many people have created lists in the past - frequently simple goals such as New Year's resolutions. The key to beating procrastination is to set a deadline that is realistic. 1001 Days (about 2.75 years) is a better period of time than a year, because it allows you several seasons to complete the tasks, which is better for organizing and timing some tasks such as overseas trips or outdoor activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEGEND:&lt;br /&gt;Plain: unstarted goal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Italicized&lt;/span&gt;: In progress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Strike through: Finished&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start Date: 2/1/2010&lt;br /&gt;End Date: 10/29/2012&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Self/beauty/Health&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Get a massage&lt;br /&gt;2. Buy a 50's housewife dress&lt;br /&gt;3. Develop a better skin routine&lt;br /&gt;4. Give myself a pedicure&lt;br /&gt;5. Get a bikini wax&lt;br /&gt;6. Medidate 3 times (0/3)&lt;br /&gt;7. Wear makeup everyday for a week  (0/7)&lt;br /&gt;8. Put together a complete outfit everyday for a week (hair/makeup/shoes/etc) (0/7)&lt;br /&gt;9. Submit an OOTD to fatshionistas&lt;br /&gt;10. Get a Disney themed tattoo&lt;br /&gt;11. Get confirmed&lt;br /&gt;12. Write a letter to someone 1x/week for a month straight (0/4)&lt;br /&gt;13. Blog 1x/day for 30 days (0/30)&lt;br /&gt;14. Confess 3 things in a 3 blog posts (0/3)&lt;br /&gt;15. Lose 30% of my body weight&lt;br /&gt;16. Work out 3x/week for a month straight (0/12)&lt;br /&gt;17. Run 1 mile straight&lt;br /&gt;18. Take the bus somewhere&lt;br /&gt;19. Mail a secret to post secret&lt;br /&gt;20. Answer "50 Questions That Will Free Your Mind", preferably with a journal entry for each (0/50) http://www.marcandangel.com/2009/07/13/50-questions-t &lt;br /&gt;21. find a church and attend service 4 Sundays in a row (0/4)&lt;br /&gt;22. Visit a doctor to work towards TTC&lt;br /&gt;23. Join a church group&lt;br /&gt;24. Make 5 new friends&lt;br /&gt;25. Host a dinner party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Entertainment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Eat at one new restaurant per month for date night 12 times (0/12)&lt;br /&gt;27. Go unplugged (no tv/internet/phone) for a weekend (Friday 5pm-Monday 6am)&lt;br /&gt;28. take an activity class&lt;br /&gt;29. Go to Rocky Horror Picture Show showing at midnight&lt;br /&gt;30. Go to a Renn Faire&lt;br /&gt;31. Go to high Tea&lt;br /&gt;32. ride a horse &lt;br /&gt;33. go to Karaoke&lt;br /&gt;34. Finish FF7&lt;br /&gt;35. See a play&lt;br /&gt;36. buy a flat screen tv&lt;br /&gt;37. Meet someone famous&lt;br /&gt;38. Read the Bible&lt;br /&gt;39. Have a Star Wars Marathon with all 6 movies&lt;br /&gt;40. Read 100 books that I've never read before (0/100)&lt;br /&gt;41. Read 10 Classic novels (0/10)&lt;br /&gt;42. Attend a murder mystery dinner&lt;br /&gt;43. Read 1 self-help book&lt;br /&gt;44. Watch every movie in AFI list (0/100)&lt;br /&gt;45. Watch 20 films made prior to 1970 (0/20)&lt;br /&gt;46. Go to a Dave Matthews Concert&lt;br /&gt;47. go bowling&lt;br /&gt;48. watch all the episodes of Buffy in order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cooking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. bake a cake completely by scratch&lt;br /&gt;50. Try Thai food&lt;br /&gt;51. Cook a Julia Child recipe&lt;br /&gt;52. eat fish tacos&lt;br /&gt;53. Have a candle lit three course meal at home&lt;br /&gt;54. Eat vegetarian for 30 days (0/30)&lt;br /&gt;55. Eat nothing fried for 30 days (0/30)&lt;br /&gt;56. Drink no soda for 30 days (0/30)&lt;br /&gt;57. Try something I normally wouldn't on the menu&lt;br /&gt;58. Make 5 different meals in the crockpot (0/5)&lt;br /&gt;59. Host a holiday meal&lt;br /&gt;60. Try sushi&lt;br /&gt;61. Buy everything needed to cook a dinner at Pike street Market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sightseeing/Travel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Go camping&lt;br /&gt;63. Go to Canada&lt;br /&gt;64. see the northern lights&lt;br /&gt;65. Go white water rafting&lt;br /&gt;66. Go to a Mariners game&lt;br /&gt;67. visit a winery&lt;br /&gt;68. Fly to Virginia to spend time with family&lt;br /&gt;69. Visit Kurt Cobain's house&lt;br /&gt;70. take the duck tour&lt;br /&gt;71. Visit Brandon and Bruce Lee's grave&lt;br /&gt;72. Take the seattle underground tour&lt;br /&gt;73. Find 10 geochaches &lt;br /&gt;74. Visit Florida (Disney World and Universal Studios)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Giving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Leave an inspirational note inside a book for someone to find&lt;br /&gt;76. Donate blood&lt;br /&gt;77. Volunteer 10 hours&lt;br /&gt;78. Find a penpal&lt;br /&gt;79. Pay for someone else's food behind me in the drive thru&lt;br /&gt;80. Participate in a charity walk/run.&lt;br /&gt;81. write to a death row inmate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Family/Marriage/pets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Start a savings account&lt;br /&gt;83. Have boudoir photos taken&lt;br /&gt;84. complete a relationship building exercise&lt;br /&gt;85. Surprise Dylan with something unexpected (gift, trip, etc)&lt;br /&gt;86. Take Dylan on a Picnic&lt;br /&gt;87. Maintain a recipe box or cook book of recipes we make from home.&lt;br /&gt;88. Take the dogs for a 30 minute walk 1x/week for a month. Try to keep it up after that&lt;br /&gt;89. Try to Conceive&lt;br /&gt;90. Get pregnant &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craftiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. Create a painting&lt;br /&gt;92. Learn to embroider&lt;br /&gt;93. Cross stitch something for immediate family Christmas presents (0/4)&lt;br /&gt;94. create 5 new rubber stamp designs&lt;br /&gt;95. Make a Harry Potter themed cross stitch&lt;br /&gt;96. make a Twilight themed cross stitch&lt;br /&gt;97. Make an angry bitch themed cross stitch&lt;br /&gt;98. Buy an original piece of art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;other:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. Write a new 101&lt;br /&gt;100. Donate $10 for each of these not completed.&lt;br /&gt;101. Save $10 for each of these that are completed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615379785522158159-8713864159072989955?l=dragonflycurls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/feeds/8713864159072989955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615379785522158159&amp;postID=8713864159072989955' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/8713864159072989955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/8713864159072989955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/2010/02/mission-101.html' title='Mission 101'/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13244320704174131237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11234340658837518050'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615379785522158159.post-5527582543084734747</id><published>2010-01-19T11:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T11:57:24.432-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seattle'/><title type='text'>Weird, huh?</title><content type='html'>It's crazy that we leave LA and then a huge rain storm comes through. Of course that never happened in the 3 years that we lived there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are bits that I miss of Southern California. I must have watched the Princess and the Frog at least 3 times. It reminds me of my favorite part of Disneyland- New Orleans Square. I miss Disney so, so much. We'll probably be going back for Dylan's graduation in May (her school doesn't have a winter graduation). I'm hoping we'll be able to stay at one of the resort hotels, but I'm sure we won't be able to afford anything like that. I'll settle for one near walking distance! I'm going Disney stir crazy! It was just so awesome to be able to sit at home, say "Hmm.. I'm bored- I know! Let's go to Disneyland!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend we went to the Twilight Convention here in Seattle. Overall, I wasn't impressed. The price of it is just so expensive, and I don't know. I guess I was hoping for more. Maybe it would have been cooler if we stayed on site. We're going to the Portland one, and we might stay at the actual hotel for that one, so maybe it'll make things better. We also need to book a place for the New Moon DVD release in Forks. Dylan wants to stay at the Oceanside Resort at La Push, but on weekends they require a 2 night minimum stay, and I don't know if we'll do that or just stay 1 night in a hotel in Forks. But I want to figure it out soon before things book up. I know last year the town was pretty full. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the convention was pretty cool because we did 3 of the photo ops- Peter Facinelli, Chaske Spencer, and the wolf pack. Mmm the wolf pack. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still working on my Mission 101 list. I'm hoping to have it done by February 1st!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615379785522158159-5527582543084734747?l=dragonflycurls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/feeds/5527582543084734747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615379785522158159&amp;postID=5527582543084734747' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/5527582543084734747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/5527582543084734747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/2010/01/weird-huh.html' title='Weird, huh?'/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13244320704174131237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11234340658837518050'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615379785522158159.post-1881219713335763573</id><published>2010-01-16T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T23:19:22.609-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>Hi Emmett, Kate and Bella!</title><content type='html'>First off, yes. I do use a web counter, which tracks who visits my blog. I can see how they were referred, what city they live in, what their IP address is, what pages they visit, how long they stay for, etc. So when I see that someone visits my blog from searching dragonflycurls in google, and they live in Edmonton, I know it's Bella! Hey There! And then I can see that someone living in Fresno, CA, came to my blog via a link sent to them on meebo.com, I know it's Kate! Hey there Kate! And then when I see that someone living in Wolverton, England found by blog from a link on twitter.com, I know it's Emmett- Hey there Emmett!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm still probably going to be changing my blog address. Or going private. I'm not sure yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I am a moderator for an online community. One person in particular crossed several lines with myself personally, but also with other members of the community. Being manipulative, fabricating lies about people in the community (which could have gotten them removed). When these lies caught up to her, we had no choice but to remove her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this girl also belonged to another online community. She decided to tell them who knows what. They decided that out of the 4 moderators of our website- I was the person to blame. But never the girl who lied and manipulated situations, getting our other members in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They basically took a photo of me, and I can only guess, they posted it on an "anonymous" twitter account calling me Jabba the Hambeast. I personally found it rather hilarious. It actually makes me quite proud really. If the worst you can say about me, is that I'm fat, well things are great for me! Calling me fat is not an insult to me. It's the truth! I'm fat. I know this. Telling me that I'm fat, will not make me go cry in my bed in the dark eating Ben and Jerry's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah. Not sure what I'm going to do yet. Other than laugh. A lot. A whole lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615379785522158159-1881219713335763573?l=dragonflycurls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/feeds/1881219713335763573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615379785522158159&amp;postID=1881219713335763573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/1881219713335763573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/1881219713335763573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/2010/01/hi-emmett-kate-and-bella.html' title='Hi Emmett, Kate and Bella!'/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13244320704174131237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11234340658837518050'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615379785522158159.post-9159919302249176135</id><published>2010-01-13T17:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T17:39:52.667-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>blah.</title><content type='html'>Due to some very, very unfortunate drama, I will be changing the address of my blog within the next day or so. Just need to come up with a name first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615379785522158159-9159919302249176135?l=dragonflycurls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/feeds/9159919302249176135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615379785522158159&amp;postID=9159919302249176135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/9159919302249176135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/9159919302249176135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/2010/01/blah.html' title='blah.'/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13244320704174131237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11234340658837518050'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615379785522158159.post-7472415806566543798</id><published>2010-01-07T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T13:05:07.702-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TTC'/><title type='text'>Oh.</title><content type='html'>Apparently my new posts are better than my old one says an anonymous commenter. I'm not sure how to take that, but I guess it's nice that people like what I write? I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm putting together a Mission: 101 list. Basically you create a list of 101 things you would like to do in 1001 days. I already know that one of the items will be to blog once a day for 30 days. Hopefully my life will get more exciting and I'll have things to write about for 30 days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like my life is really boring, but I think we have some exciting things on the horizon- TTC in about a year. Yikes. I've wanted to have kids, oh forever it seems. I was totally even that teenager that wanted to be a mom. I love kids. I spent my summers in high school being a nanny. I babysat every weekend during the school year. I always helped out my large extended family by watching their kids and being a mommy helper when I was little. I remember when I was in 5th grade my aunt had a baby, I stayed over almost every Friday night. I just loved being around that little baby! It's really hard to believe that little baby turns 16 in March. HOLY COW. I've officially hit that moment in time when I can be like "oh I remember when I changed your diapers!" My how time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. I need to get healthy. I need to lose... jeez. At least 100lbs. I have no idea what I'm going to do or how I'm going to do it. No more eating out. Eating salad every night with dinner. Eat less carbs. Eat more vegetables and fruit. Work out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish there was a magic button I could push and magically lose weight and magically get pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and magically have money. That'd be nice too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615379785522158159-7472415806566543798?l=dragonflycurls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/feeds/7472415806566543798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615379785522158159&amp;postID=7472415806566543798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/7472415806566543798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/7472415806566543798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh.html' title='Oh.'/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13244320704174131237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11234340658837518050'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615379785522158159.post-235113700343465523</id><published>2010-01-06T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T16:59:44.552-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seattle'/><title type='text'>Ah, Seattle.</title><content type='html'>I am still loving the cool weather (I thought it would be colder, but I think all my fat is keeping me warm. I've only needed a coat once!). I still love the overcast skies. I still love the rain. I love that our tap water tastes delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I don't love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the water that develops on the inside of our windows. The fact that it takes some of our clothing over a day to dry. (in California, it took half a day) My curls? They aren't sure, but they're mostly a hot mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need a haircut. It's sad, but I want to visit my family in NY mostly so my cousin can cut my hair. We have similar hair, and she really knows how to cut curly hair. I wish she lived closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I still love Seattle, but these minor things kind of annoy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also the fact that our apartment faces the road leading onto the Ballard Bridge. So it gets busy, which means it gets loud. I feel like I'm in college again having to listen to all the street noise! I'm starting to notice it less and less, but it's definitely still there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615379785522158159-235113700343465523?l=dragonflycurls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/feeds/235113700343465523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615379785522158159&amp;postID=235113700343465523' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/235113700343465523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/235113700343465523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/2010/01/ah-seattle.html' title='Ah, Seattle.'/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13244320704174131237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11234340658837518050'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615379785522158159.post-2684029162072097079</id><published>2010-01-05T11:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:06:36.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Obviously I haven't started blogging a photo a day. Maybe I'll start February 1st. Or at least once my apartment gets unpacked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's still not the way I would like it to be, and yes that is causing my Type A personality to go all kinds of crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, what can I do about it really?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615379785522158159-2684029162072097079?l=dragonflycurls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/feeds/2684029162072097079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615379785522158159&amp;postID=2684029162072097079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/2684029162072097079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/2684029162072097079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/2010/01/obviously-i-havent-started-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13244320704174131237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11234340658837518050'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615379785522158159.post-4950473453996237909</id><published>2010-01-01T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T22:12:38.988-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disclosure'/><title type='text'>Disclosure Policy</title><content type='html'>This policy is valid from 01 January 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This blog is a personal blog written and edited by me. 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Any product claim, statistic, quote or other representation about a product or service should be verified with the manufacturer, provider or party in question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This blog does not contain any content which might present a conflict of interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get your own policy, go to http://www.disclosurepolicy.org&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615379785522158159-4950473453996237909?l=dragonflycurls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/4950473453996237909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/4950473453996237909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/2010/01/disclosure-policy.html' title='Disclosure Policy'/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13244320704174131237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11234340658837518050'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615379785522158159.post-4286142073942683512</id><published>2010-01-01T18:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T18:36:49.753-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365'/><title type='text'>Blog a photo a day.</title><content type='html'>I think I am going to try project 365. Blog a photo a day for 1 full year. I think this will also inspire me to post something every day, but even if I have nothing to say, I'll take a photo of something to share it with any readers I may have left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all moved in and we have to re-arrange a couple of things, but the apartment is almost the way I would like it to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos to come :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615379785522158159-4286142073942683512?l=dragonflycurls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/feeds/4286142073942683512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615379785522158159&amp;postID=4286142073942683512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/4286142073942683512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/4286142073942683512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-photo-day.html' title='Blog a photo a day.'/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13244320704174131237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11234340658837518050'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615379785522158159.post-3029000663992982395</id><published>2009-12-25T06:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T06:52:02.761-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Christmas Eve from Seattle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Orange County Saturday early afternoon. We hired movers to load up our U-haul and thank god we did. We had so much stuff and it would have taken us forever. So thank goodness for them. Plus, let's just say they were WAY better than the people that helped us unload the uhaul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the uhaul was full, I was the one that was going to be the one driving it to Dylan's parents house in Santa Rosa. Well, after driving it down the parking area I took out one of those giant parking lot mirrors. Whoops. Thank goodness we had insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drive was long, but we made it to Santa Rosa around midnight. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily we were able to just relax on Sunday. We putzed around Sonoma County, got a new harness for Gemma, and just relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was the drive up to Portland. It was long, but the drive is beautiful and that helped. Dylan tried to keep up with her dad, who was now driving the uhaul, and of course she got a speeding ticket. Awesome. We ended the day with a late dinner and cocktail at McMenamins and that was just perfect. Again, it was up bright and early Tuesday morning because we had to get to the apartment by noon since they were closing early or something that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The apartment is really, really awesome. Once we get everything unpacked and whatnot I'll take photos for those of you that asked. I'm hoping to have everything done by Saturday because we're going out of town Sunday for a couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're still dead tired. The day we moved in we also took Dylan's brother around sightseeing because it was the only day he would be here. I was so tired, but it was pretty fun. We ate at the best italian restaurant ever, only to find out they are closing in a week because the owner is moving to France or something. Boo. I think I might call them though to see if they'll recommend something to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this morning we had to get groceries and random stuff for the apartment. So we (read: I) decided to wake up early in the morning so that we could miss the crowds and get everything we need. We were able to do that so that made me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I came home and was just exhausted so I ended up napping after I got my computer and our new internet set up. YAY for internets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a call from my brother tonight- he proposed to his girlfriend!!!! I'm excited because I absolutely love her to bits. She is just so nice, friendly and just so much better than any of the girls he has ever dated before. I really am just so glad to have her join our family! I've known about his plans since Summer, but couldn't say anything in a public forum just in case! I didn't want to ruin the surprise- and I am the worst at keeping things like that a secret! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i48.tinypic.com/2ykz2h0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 453px; height: 604px;" src="http://i48.tinypic.com/2ykz2h0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ring is a family ring, I think it still needs to get sized and cleaned up, but she loves it which is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we'll probably unpack more. We went to whole foods and got the fake turkey, so I'll make us a little dinner. Maybe even catch a movie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615379785522158159-3029000663992982395?l=dragonflycurls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/feeds/3029000663992982395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615379785522158159&amp;postID=3029000663992982395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/3029000663992982395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/3029000663992982395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-christmas-eve-from-seattle-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13244320704174131237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11234340658837518050'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615379785522158159.post-2474032728465944490</id><published>2009-12-10T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T12:33:22.424-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><title type='text'>I stop stressing over one thing only to start stressing over another</title><content type='html'>So we got the apartment. Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I started to like the idea of my second choice place. It was so much cheaper, but in a worse area, an no washer and dryer. A washer and dryer is very important to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we're going with the more expensive place. I hope it's a good decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also ordered tickets to the Seattle twilight convention. Hopefully the people we want to see don't get cancelled like last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also made a reservation for our Christmas getaway at La Push. We really wanted the same beach house that we got last time. It was so roomy (probably too roomy) but it had such a great view, and the dogs had so much space to run around with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, of course that was booked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, they still had another place available. A tiny studio A frame cabin with a loft. Thankfully we were able to get the one with the hot water and bathroom. And they had a deal- stay two nights get the third free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's basically our Christmas present to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I packed our first box yesterday. Exciting and stressing to see how many more I need to pack. Today I'm going through books, shoes, clothes, random household things, etc to get things ready for the donation truck coming tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then tonight we're going to the drive in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615379785522158159-2474032728465944490?l=dragonflycurls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/feeds/2474032728465944490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615379785522158159&amp;postID=2474032728465944490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/2474032728465944490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/2474032728465944490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-stop-stressing-over-one-thing-only-to.html' title='I stop stressing over one thing only to start stressing over another'/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13244320704174131237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11234340658837518050'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615379785522158159.post-63338356263321327</id><published>2009-12-08T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T16:10:42.680-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seattle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><title type='text'>giant ball of stress.</title><content type='html'>*EDITED BELOW*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a week and a half until we move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a single box packed. Still trying to finish up these last minute etsy orders (almost done THANK GOD) and then I get to start on the packing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news? Still no place to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say I'm freaking out is a supreme understatement. I'm trying not to let it show because Dylan is stressed enough with finishing her finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do with my stress. So I worry, worry, worry. We put in an application at my second choice apartment today. *crosses fingers* Seriously, please pray to whoever you pray to that we can get this apartment. I honestly have no clue what we'll do if we don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our father in law was helping us cosign since I am self-employed and Dylan is in school. They told us that his application was denied for credit or eviction reasons. He's lived in the same home since the 70's and has great credit, but I just figured maybe it wasn't good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough, he called them to ask about it and the place ran the application wrong. WE ARE ACCEPTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no idea how excited this makes me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615379785522158159-63338356263321327?l=dragonflycurls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/feeds/63338356263321327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7615379785522158159&amp;postID=63338356263321327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/63338356263321327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7615379785522158159/posts/default/63338356263321327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonflycurls.blogspot.com/2009/12/giant-ball-of-stress.html' title='giant ball of stress.'/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13244320704174131237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11234340658837518050'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>