<?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-7746352951303494414</id><updated>2009-11-28T12:13:10.814-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Think</title><subtitle type='html'>Therefore I am
..or some such nonsense</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>cristymuranda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06071901046354476498</uri><email>CriKosCut@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>207</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-3896311236982307977</id><published>2009-11-28T12:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T12:13:10.922-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>moving day :S&lt;br /&gt;feeling pukey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746352951303494414-3896311236982307977?l=cristymuranda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/feeds/3896311236982307977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7746352951303494414&amp;postID=3896311236982307977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/3896311236982307977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/3896311236982307977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2009/11/moving-day-s-feeling-pukey.html' title=''/><author><name>cristymuranda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06071901046354476498</uri><email>CriKosCut@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10405819383451678583'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-1583525012965847758</id><published>2009-11-07T01:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T01:29:32.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Jeez, I know I was tired, but did I have to use so many exclamation marks? Excuse me while I go punch myself in the face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746352951303494414-1583525012965847758?l=cristymuranda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/feeds/1583525012965847758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7746352951303494414&amp;postID=1583525012965847758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/1583525012965847758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/1583525012965847758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2009/11/jeez-i-know-i-was-tired-but-did-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>cristymuranda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06071901046354476498</uri><email>CriKosCut@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10405819383451678583'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-7514444078568913198</id><published>2009-11-06T23:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T23:44:13.461-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nablopomo 06/11/09'/><title type='text'>Day6</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Shazzam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;25 minutes left!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Today was a busy day, the niecey kept me on my toes...(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;they are nubs now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So we played with the DSi a little! Taylors came in today so we did some Zelda battles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It actually takes decent pics. The lighting was terrible but they weren't bad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My dad was a good sport&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he has the sickness&lt;/span&gt;) and let me make him look silly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROFwYj_nyOA/SvT6Y-vv86I/AAAAAAAAAxE/RHjdSglODoI/s1600-h/dad+mustachio+DSi"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROFwYj_nyOA/SvT6Y-vv86I/AAAAAAAAAxE/RHjdSglODoI/s320/dad+mustachio+DSi" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401217160191144866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mrawr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROFwYj_nyOA/SvT6kQvEalI/AAAAAAAAAxM/C8ImnTG07Ic/s1600-h/angelina+kitty+DSi"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROFwYj_nyOA/SvT6kQvEalI/AAAAAAAAAxM/C8ImnTG07Ic/s320/angelina+kitty+DSi" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401217353998690898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This post was short, but sweet and totally counts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746352951303494414-7514444078568913198?l=cristymuranda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/feeds/7514444078568913198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7746352951303494414&amp;postID=7514444078568913198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/7514444078568913198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/7514444078568913198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2009/11/day6.html' title='Day6'/><author><name>cristymuranda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06071901046354476498</uri><email>CriKosCut@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10405819383451678583'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROFwYj_nyOA/SvT6Y-vv86I/AAAAAAAAAxE/RHjdSglODoI/s72-c/dad+mustachio+DSi' 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-7746352951303494414.post-3227596909175152843</id><published>2009-11-05T22:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T22:35:26.073-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nablopomo 05/11/09'/><title type='text'>Day5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Woah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So it's 10 o'clock and I'm just posting now. This Nablo thing was an impulsive decision I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've been busy all day, watching a kid. Who knew that stuff was so time consuming eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyways, I'm scrapping that Proust Questionnaire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm just not in the mood for public self reflection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Not really sure what I'm in the mood for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I kinda feel like I'm talking to myself out loud on the subway and everyone nearby is pretending to not be eavesdropping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;+++++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have just had massive inspiration (from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.sarcastica.org/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; friend)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;GRILLED CHEESE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;or rather how do you like yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Real cheese, or processed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In one of those grill cheese makers, or on the toasting on the stove with lots of butter? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tomato soup, or is that the most disgusting food combo everrrrr???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Questions that need answers people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My preference? On the stove, tomato soup? Worst combo EVER. Unless, I dunno. I'm having opposite day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746352951303494414-3227596909175152843?l=cristymuranda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/feeds/3227596909175152843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7746352951303494414&amp;postID=3227596909175152843&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/3227596909175152843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/3227596909175152843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2009/11/day5.html' title='Day5'/><author><name>cristymuranda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06071901046354476498</uri><email>CriKosCut@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10405819383451678583'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-6467289606546714892</id><published>2009-11-04T20:16:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T21:02:05.939-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nablopomo 04/11/09'/><title type='text'>Day4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today has been quite the day. My sis is gone overnight so it was just me and the niecey.&lt;br /&gt;She was verrrry good. I took some video of her reading her two little books about hungry kittens. It was so precious I think I busted an ovary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also gave me a hat make-over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROFwYj_nyOA/SvIw4jVeT2I/AAAAAAAAAww/ou-R1KbGqxI/s1600-h/MyPicture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROFwYj_nyOA/SvIw4jVeT2I/AAAAAAAAAww/ou-R1KbGqxI/s320/MyPicture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400432651286761314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies for looking so pissed off. The joy is just very deep inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746352951303494414-6467289606546714892?l=cristymuranda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/feeds/6467289606546714892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7746352951303494414&amp;postID=6467289606546714892&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/6467289606546714892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/6467289606546714892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2009/11/day4.html' title='Day4'/><author><name>cristymuranda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06071901046354476498</uri><email>CriKosCut@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10405819383451678583'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROFwYj_nyOA/SvIw4jVeT2I/AAAAAAAAAww/ou-R1KbGqxI/s72-c/MyPicture.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-7746352951303494414.post-5865709080079240553</id><published>2009-11-03T17:47:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T21:02:20.949-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nablopomo 03/11/09'/><title type='text'>Day3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The cold is here. Its blustery and gray and found a home in my bones. Hopefully not to stay since it's making things slightly miserable. Gray weather makes me sleepy and crave warm things. Possibly to make up for the fact that my bones feel like brittle icicles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough of the cold! On with Proust and todays edition of the questionnaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets talk about deplorable things&lt;br /&gt;(does someone remember those books?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is the trait you most deplore in yourself?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My inability (but I am working hard on this) to just live in the moment. I'm always waiting for the other shoe to drop. "If things are good now, they won't be for long" kind of terrible mentality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be happy and living in the moment dammit! &gt;.&lt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is the trait you most deplore in others?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can forgive a lot. Especially if people acknowledge bad habits and work on them. But I think we're talking most about pet peeve things right? Because we all don't like the usual stuff. i.e. murderers/evil doers.  You know, I think this is a stupid question. I don't like the usual deplorable things. Also, Proust? You are on notice, so far this questions are kinda sucking ballz. Also, this posting everyday is harrrrrd. Boo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;*p.s.&lt;br /&gt;I just had won ton soup, that must of had tons of  salt/msg.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I may die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** p.p.s. (three hours later)&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, I almost did die, I had to drink baking soda and water (ghetto saline solution) to re alkaline (or something like that) my blood. Thank God my father in law is House and I didn't have to go to the hospital. Because I probably would have gotten H1N1 and died from that instead. (a joke. hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;Turns out when you're hypoglycemic, AND have high blood pressure, and have only had really salty Won Ton Soup. It's not such a good combo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;***p.p.p.s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this is my excuse for a half ass post. I nearly died whilst typing it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746352951303494414-5865709080079240553?l=cristymuranda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/feeds/5865709080079240553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7746352951303494414&amp;postID=5865709080079240553&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/5865709080079240553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/5865709080079240553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2009/11/day3.html' title='Day3'/><author><name>cristymuranda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06071901046354476498</uri><email>CriKosCut@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10405819383451678583'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-6026289263424388910</id><published>2009-11-02T14:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T15:00:10.242-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nablopomo 02/11/09'/><title type='text'>Day2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today has been hard.&lt;br /&gt;Today is the two year anniversary of when my Grandfather died. I woke up knowing and feeling that, but trying not to dwell. Out of weird coincidence my sister and I ended up having lunch at The Backroad Cafe. I hadn't been there since I used to go with my Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grief is surprising.&lt;br /&gt;I can only acquaint it with Water.  How it moves, it can be gentle, or powerful.&lt;br /&gt;It can destroy and cause ruin like no other force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to do a Proust question today.&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm just going to sit and be still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746352951303494414-6026289263424388910?l=cristymuranda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/feeds/6026289263424388910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7746352951303494414&amp;postID=6026289263424388910&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/6026289263424388910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/6026289263424388910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2009/11/day2.html' title='Day2'/><author><name>cristymuranda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06071901046354476498</uri><email>CriKosCut@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10405819383451678583'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-6178050137538686865</id><published>2009-11-01T13:25:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T20:26:27.909-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nablopomo 01/11/09'/><title type='text'>Nablopomo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROFwYj_nyOA/SvDXse-nKSI/AAAAAAAAAwo/CWqlBKLt_D4/s1600-h/nablo1109.120x200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROFwYj_nyOA/SvDXse-nKSI/AAAAAAAAAwo/CWqlBKLt_D4/s320/nablo1109.120x200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400053112447117602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the girl who never speaks is gonna attempt this bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And to help me with that, lets all have a posthumous clap for &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marcel_Proust"&gt;Proust&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;His eyes are much bugg-i-er than I imagined. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;YOU KNOW!&lt;br /&gt;THE GUY! THE FRENCH GUY!&lt;br /&gt;Or rather, THE FRENCH GEE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whatever, I'm not funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We can't all be good at everything, because then we'd have to punch each other in the face. which would make the poor Canadian police, really busy. And they'd get really disgruntled and write everyone a ticket, and then THAT would make the people punching each other in the face, more aggravated, so much so, that they'd go to Ottawa and protest!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Peacefully and quietly of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And, OH GOD, that would make Parliament have to close, and then the Bureaucracy would crash to a grinding HALT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA! I just made a bona fide JOKE.&lt;br /&gt;I AM FUNNY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;expect lots of sarcasm and maybe when this is all done,&lt;a href="http://www.avitable.com/"&gt; Avitable&lt;/a&gt; could do one of his dead person of interest interviews. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But it'd have to be in French. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And..well, interest is all relative anyways. Or is that the wrong word?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I'm gonna start this now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;What is your perfect idea of happiness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Two words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Haagan Daas. That doesn't make you fat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But seriously? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ya this depressed lady is working on that one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is your greatest fear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Death. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I don't really think about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; death so much as, always being reminded that people die. People I love are going to die. I'm trying to work on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;not torturing myself with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; the knowledge of that, and feeling like everyone is already dead, and I'm just reliving bittersweet memories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Because that? Is kinda really effed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But, my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;real greatest fear&lt;/span&gt; would be waking up glued to a bed full of centipedes and cockroaches soaked in gasoline with only a zippo to help me escape. Besides the saw, but I'm not sure how that'd help. Maybe if i thwacked all the insects with the saw? But I'm glued to the bed, so that wouldn't really work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;HENCE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My greatest fear! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cuz I'd be totally SCREWED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So people who read this?? You should give your answers in the comments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746352951303494414-6178050137538686865?l=cristymuranda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/feeds/6178050137538686865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7746352951303494414&amp;postID=6178050137538686865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/6178050137538686865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/6178050137538686865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2009/11/nablopomo.html' title='Nablopomo'/><author><name>cristymuranda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06071901046354476498</uri><email>CriKosCut@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10405819383451678583'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROFwYj_nyOA/SvDXse-nKSI/AAAAAAAAAwo/CWqlBKLt_D4/s72-c/nablo1109.120x200.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-7746352951303494414.post-1677966558032319974</id><published>2009-10-27T15:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T15:01:07.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cri 2.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/criri/3967001952/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2585/3967001952_867e031a91.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/criri/3967001952/"&gt;Cri 2.0&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/criri/"&gt;CristyMuranda&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finger Braces + Lightened Hair = feeling all the more visible and clumsy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep Breaths + Patience = adjusting&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746352951303494414-1677966558032319974?l=cristymuranda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/feeds/1677966558032319974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7746352951303494414&amp;postID=1677966558032319974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/1677966558032319974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/1677966558032319974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2009/10/cri-20.html' title='Cri 2.0'/><author><name>cristymuranda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06071901046354476498</uri><email>CriKosCut@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10405819383451678583'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-7369070744800667461</id><published>2009-10-25T23:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T23:11:46.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Samorost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;A lovely, little &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" href="http://amanita-design.net/samorost-1/"&gt;game&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:78%;" &gt;Also, we're moving back to Windsor, end of November.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures will come eventually. Also, details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746352951303494414-7369070744800667461?l=cristymuranda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/feeds/7369070744800667461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7746352951303494414&amp;postID=7369070744800667461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/7369070744800667461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/7369070744800667461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2009/10/samorost.html' title='Samorost'/><author><name>cristymuranda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06071901046354476498</uri><email>CriKosCut@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10405819383451678583'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-4033254431375076627</id><published>2009-09-03T02:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T02:59:28.227-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/criri/3883845206/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3447/3883845206_e880e9934f.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/criri/3883845206/"&gt;A Moment&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/criri/"&gt;CristyMuranda&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;tired but too sore to sleep. tay is semi-awake as well, from a bile headache.&lt;br /&gt;his best friend is coming over tomorrow, possibly for the rest of the week. we're both looking forward to it, even though in this moment, we are miserable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746352951303494414-4033254431375076627?l=cristymuranda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/feeds/4033254431375076627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7746352951303494414&amp;postID=4033254431375076627&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/4033254431375076627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/4033254431375076627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2009/09/moment.html' title='A Moment'/><author><name>cristymuranda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06071901046354476498</uri><email>CriKosCut@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10405819383451678583'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-395779524106598044</id><published>2009-08-12T15:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T15:43:17.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaded</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/criri/3815744396/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3512/3815744396_e4fa2ddb68.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/criri/3815744396/"&gt;Dreaded&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/criri/"&gt;CristyMuranda&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;FIrst go at putting in my first dread. It turned out really well I think. I'm not sure if I should do some more or just leave it at that, or just add one more somewhere else? Ahhh, decisions to be made!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746352951303494414-395779524106598044?l=cristymuranda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/feeds/395779524106598044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7746352951303494414&amp;postID=395779524106598044&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/395779524106598044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/395779524106598044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2009/08/dreaded.html' title='Dreaded'/><author><name>cristymuranda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06071901046354476498</uri><email>CriKosCut@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10405819383451678583'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-2376674586026496130</id><published>2009-08-09T12:23:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T12:41:24.460-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='windsor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><title type='text'>OT Update and the end of all this medical updating-ness</title><content type='html'>Last one, for a while. At least till the end of September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day we left to go back to Toronto, we first saw the Occupational Therapist (so cute and nice, and 8 months pregnant!)&lt;br /&gt;She, like the PT, also found my bendiness very interesting. (she specializes in hands.wrists.fingers). She was also concerned about future dislocations and was glad I hadn't had any yet. She said, 'well, I hate to be the barer of bad news, but you are most definitely the definition of 'hypermobile' and we're gonna have to size all ten of your fingers for ring splints, and you'll need to wear wrist braces when you sleep, so you don't get carpal tunnel syndrome'   Inside I went, ''&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Huzzah&lt;/span&gt;!'' I am not crazy and I DO exist! Or something stupid like that.&lt;br /&gt;And then she decided to order my silver ring splints from both our favourite place in &lt;a href="http://www.silverringsplint.com/"&gt;West Virginia.&lt;/a&gt; Now if I could just find the patience, or get someone else to tune my cello, I'll be able to play again.&lt;br /&gt;So whats happening now, is that we're fiddling with ODSP to hope that something is covered or else they will cost over 500 dollars. Most people only need a couple not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEN&lt;/span&gt;. So they run pricey, because they are hand sized and hand made. And are silver, so pretty indestructible.&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited and happy to be honest, soon I won't be feeling as if my fingers are always going to snap off.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I didn't show her how I can bend my toes backwords to touch my feet. I think she would have said, 'cooooool'. Instead of everyone else being all, ' STOP, EW, stop that!'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746352951303494414-2376674586026496130?l=cristymuranda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/feeds/2376674586026496130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7746352951303494414&amp;postID=2376674586026496130&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/2376674586026496130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/2376674586026496130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2009/08/ot-update-and-end-of-all-this-medical.html' title='OT Update and the end of all this medical updating-ness'/><author><name>cristymuranda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06071901046354476498</uri><email>CriKosCut@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10405819383451678583'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-1750881071775843400</id><published>2009-08-09T12:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T12:18:48.559-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Week One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/criri/3804568692/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2569/3804568692_0f4530253d_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/criri/3804568692/"&gt;Week One&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/criri/"&gt;CristyMuranda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;First week of Diet has gone well (it is what it is, and it is a diet) I don't own a scale, so I don't know the exact amount of weight I lost this week, but I can tell that I did lose some. I think I'll turn this into a weekly thing. I've tried to lose weight so many times the past 6 years that I'm still trying to believe that this time it will work. Because this time things are in fact different.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746352951303494414-1750881071775843400?l=cristymuranda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/feeds/1750881071775843400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7746352951303494414&amp;postID=1750881071775843400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/1750881071775843400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/1750881071775843400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2009/08/week-one.html' title='Week One'/><author><name>cristymuranda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06071901046354476498</uri><email>CriKosCut@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10405819383451678583'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-963102903191068519</id><published>2009-07-28T19:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T19:36:31.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'>pt update</title><content type='html'>Today went really well, the PT was really super nice, i think she found it kinda fascinating how much my fingers and wrists bend, she was concerned about dislocations and was really glad i hadn't had any, she worked with me for an hour testing all my fingers and both wrists to see how much they bent, how much strength i had and so on. she officially said that i definitely have hyper mobility, and was taking it seriously enough to refer me to an OT that works in the clinic that specializes in hands to get checked out with all her gadgets and to have the OT size me for the splints.&lt;br /&gt;so yes, it was very good and i'm very blessed. i was really worried it would go completely the other way, because a lot of the time, that is what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, we're coming home thursday. but i couldn't pass up seeing the OT thursday especially since she's 8 months pregnant. if i were to wait, she's most likely be on maternity leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am having a hard time with feeling so incredibly guilty about all the money my parents have spent :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746352951303494414-963102903191068519?l=cristymuranda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/feeds/963102903191068519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7746352951303494414&amp;postID=963102903191068519&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/963102903191068519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/963102903191068519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2009/07/pt-update.html' title='pt update'/><author><name>cristymuranda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06071901046354476498</uri><email>CriKosCut@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10405819383451678583'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-5877065975091123769</id><published>2009-07-28T13:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T13:16:52.148-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>going to the PT this afternoon to get fitted for braces for my knuckles to keep them from bending to far while doing stuff with them. i'm still kinda worried the dr will laugh at me and not believe me. but i have a prescription from 'lady doc' for it, so that should hold some weight right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum wants me to get a orthopaedics fitting for insoles for my shoes and what not, since that should help keep my pelvis and ankles and other joints in place, and hopefully ease my lower body pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i've been taking the progesterone at night, i've been able to sleep pretty good, i sleep deep enough not to be woken up by things, or even taylor still awake on the laptop next to me. which is quite a miracle, if i do say so myself. so thats good. i get checked out again, in two months to see how everything is doing. the nurse practioner did a test on me, to see the energy i'm emitting from a celular level,  and everthing is not so great (my cells are leaking) except my metabolic rate. since i'm taking the greens and stuff, that seems to be keeping my metabolism good. but everything else needs to heal itself, which should happen with all the different things i'm taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooooo yeah!&lt;br /&gt;i guess thats everything, brain is all over the place today.&lt;br /&gt;i've gotta pick up the rest of my progesterone prescription, go to the chiropractors and then the physio therapist. busy day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746352951303494414-5877065975091123769?l=cristymuranda.blogspot.com' alt='' 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value='10405819383451678583'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-8733150104815210006</id><published>2009-07-24T17:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T17:25:24.322-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Verdict</title><content type='html'>H'okay.&lt;br /&gt;I got all my results for my various blood tests and the hormone saliva test today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not dying. (thought i'd get that out of the way first)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, things are very broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the blood tests results she told me that my inflammation is so high that i'm 'on fire'&lt;br /&gt;also, my thyroid is borderline to being not functioning well'. which she said, some dr.s would say 'its fine' and whatever, but its not really fine, its just borderline. and also , i have a LOT of (really, all of) the symptoms of having a thyroid issue, so i'll now be taking a low dose of thyroid medication every day. i also have a vitamin D deficiency. for that she gave me a vitamin d3 with vitamin k supplement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the hormone results:&lt;br /&gt;my estradiol (estrogen) is fine and my testosterone is fine.&lt;br /&gt;where things get ridiculous,&lt;br /&gt;my progesterone, which is the hormone that is released the last two weeks or so of your cycle, and restores the lining of your womb and is calming and helps you sleep, and helps balances your moods. it SHOULD be about &lt;strong&gt;130-250&lt;/strong&gt; or so.&lt;br /&gt;MINE??? was &lt;strong&gt;10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;120 points way way way too low. also because of that, at the moment i'm infertile. the progesterone being so low explains,my anxiety and extreme sleep issues for the past &lt;strong&gt;TEN &lt;span _fcktemp="1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;YEARS&lt;/strong&gt;.  since i went through puberty basically.&lt;br /&gt;also my adrenal glands are not working properly. which effects things like managing stress, and fatigue. also one of those two, is why i get bad headaches all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the adrenal  she gave me another type of supplement to help that, and also to lower my inflammation and help with chronic pain i got their pharmaceutical grade liquid fish oil. the liquid is better because you absorb it right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my progesterone, i have to take the hormone, so she gave me prescription for that, and its not the synthetic progesterone hormone, so its safe and natural. we had to go to this one pharmacy in windsor where they make it up special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. things are super messed up, and have been it looks like for a really long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so finally! finally, this should fix my sleep and anxiety and fatigue and inability to lose weight, water retention, and dizzyness i also have all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. it just sucks because the only thing that was covered was the thyroid medication.&lt;br /&gt;so i feel really bad/guilty my folks have to pay for it all.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, at least there is a solution!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry this typing is lame. i am major tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also! i am getting my hair done tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746352951303494414-8733150104815210006?l=cristymuranda.blogspot.com' alt='' 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value='10405819383451678583'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-3965911069936434364</id><published>2009-07-20T18:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T18:55:36.341-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics from Family Picnic and The Bub (family cat)</title><content type='html'>sorry about bubs pics being all yellow. very very POOR LIGHT. holy cow. its was really hard to get those ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Light Testing Phiren&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="file:///Users/taylorcutforth/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/moz-screenshot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a class="snap_shots" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2514/3733480881_cbc7c66139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2514/3733480881_cbc7c66139.jpg" alt="Light Test With Phiren" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Ball That Has Withstood The Ages (duh duh duh)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2492/3733490059_ce668ecd24.jpg" alt="The Ball That Has Withstood The Ages (duh duh duh)" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pinecone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2589/3734288638_eac14cd85c.jpg" alt="pinecone" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pinecone2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3468/3733488961_db9499dcc2.jpg" alt="pinecone2" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No Soot Sprites Here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2463/3734287652_2d3c5108f5.jpg" alt="No Soot Sprites Here" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yay...geese...yay...geese poop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2613/3733487845_40760b2bd6.jpg" alt="yay...geese...yay...geese poop" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hut!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3525/3734286154_89eb3b5a68.jpg" alt="Hut!" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Boy and his Ball&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3442/3733485885_6d4606188e.jpg" alt="The Boy and his Ball" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Boys&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2450/3733485199_26e1aa7cf0.jpg" alt="The Boys" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!Cougar!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2552/3734284018_785ebd1978.jpg" alt="!Cougar!" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Bub&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2561/3734283592_6c29301249.jpg" alt="The Bub" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood Shot #1 Whistful Bub&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2571/3734281404_ab7919b3a6.jpg" alt="Mood Shot #1 Whistful Bub" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood Shot #2 Man In The Iron Mask Bub&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2543/3734280840_c52dffab19.jpg" alt="Mood Shot #2 Man In The Iron Mask Bub" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Resting His Eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2579/3733483175_5a45d19513.jpg" alt="Resting His Eyes" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sleepy Bub&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2594/3733482513_31085bdd28.jpg" alt="Sleepy Bub" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUB!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://lj-toys.com/?journalid=9068511&amp;amp;moduleid=26&amp;amp;preview=&amp;amp;auth_token=sessionless:1248127200:embedcontent:9068511%2626%26:464b1cc4a595024a45cdf966df8847eb3bf507c8" class="lj_embedcontent" name="embed_9068511_26" frameborder="0" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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cat)'/><author><name>cristymuranda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06071901046354476498</uri><email>CriKosCut@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10405819383451678583'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-3771153471854803332</id><published>2009-07-19T01:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T01:04:37.545-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picnic'/><title type='text'>No Soot Sprites Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/criri/3734287652/" title="no soot sprites up there by CristyMuranda, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2463/3734287652_2d3c5108f5_b.jpg" alt="no soot sprites up there" height="768" width="1024" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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Here'/><author><name>cristymuranda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06071901046354476498</uri><email>CriKosCut@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10405819383451678583'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-6134149319540589279</id><published>2009-06-29T15:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T15:46:04.225-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Food Day</title><content type='html'>Breakfast :&lt;br /&gt;fried eggs, with spanish onion and potato wedges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Strawberry-Avocado-Salad/Detail.aspx?strb=1"&gt;Strawberry and Avocado Salad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sliced 8 strawberry's and 1 avocado and spread over a few cups of baby spinach,&lt;br /&gt;I made my own dressing, I used:&lt;br /&gt;2T oil&lt;br /&gt;1T apple cider vinegar&lt;br /&gt;4t honey&lt;br /&gt;1t lemon juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was most definitely the best salad we had ever had. and taylor does not like salads. so that says a lot. amazing for summer time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Super-Simple-Salmon/Detail.aspx?prop31=10"&gt;Browned Salmon&lt;/a&gt;, with a rub made of garlic powder, dill, and a teeny amount of salt&lt;br /&gt;Quinoa, with satee'd (in balsamic vinegar) sliced mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i would definitely say today was a good food day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;just wanted to add, why you should eat avocados every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 75% of an avocado's calories come from fat, most of which is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Monounsaturated_fat" title="Monounsaturated fat"&gt;monounsaturated fat&lt;/a&gt;. Avocados also have 60% more &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Potassium" title="Potassium"&gt;potassium&lt;/a&gt; than &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Banana" title="Banana"&gt;bananas&lt;/a&gt;. They are rich in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/B_vitamins" title="B vitamins"&gt;B vitamins&lt;/a&gt;, as well as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vitamin_E" title="Vitamin E"&gt;vitamin E&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vitamin_K" title="Vitamin K"&gt;vitamin K&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-18" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Avocado#cite_note-18"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; They have the highest fiber content of any fruit - including 75% insoluble and 25% soluble fiber.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-pmid12097685_19-0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Avocado#cite_note-pmid12097685-19"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High avocado intake has been shown to have an effect on blood serum &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cholesterol" title="Cholesterol"&gt;cholesterol&lt;/a&gt; levels. Specifically, after a seven day diet rich in avocados, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hypercholesterolemia" title="Hypercholesterolemia"&gt;hypercholesterolemia&lt;/a&gt; patients showed a 17% decrease in total serum cholesterol levels. These subjects also showed a 22% decrease in both &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/LDL" title="LDL" class="mw-redirect"&gt;LDL&lt;/a&gt; (bad cholesterol) and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Triglyceride" title="Triglyceride"&gt;triglyceride&lt;/a&gt; levels and 11% increase in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/High_density_lipoprotein" title="High density lipoprotein" class="mw-redirect"&gt;HDL&lt;/a&gt; (good cholesterol) levels.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-17" class="reference"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome eh?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Avocado#cite_note-17"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746352951303494414-6134149319540589279?l=cristymuranda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2009/06/most-beautiful-commercial-for-mattress.html' title='the most beautiful commercial for a mattress you will ever see'/><author><name>cristymuranda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06071901046354476498</uri><email>CriKosCut@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10405819383451678583'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-1112907948382325566</id><published>2009-06-28T19:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T19:14:33.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROFwYj_nyOA/Skf5AGPkEgI/AAAAAAAAAtA/g23llZTZCUE/s1600-h/MyPicture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROFwYj_nyOA/Skf5AGPkEgI/AAAAAAAAAtA/g23llZTZCUE/s400/MyPicture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352520462224331266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i learned upward mobility and all i got was this lousy flesh eating disease. thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746352951303494414-1112907948382325566?l=cristymuranda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/feeds/1112907948382325566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7746352951303494414&amp;postID=1112907948382325566&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/1112907948382325566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/1112907948382325566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2009/06/gore.html' title='Gore'/><author><name>cristymuranda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06071901046354476498</uri><email>CriKosCut@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10405819383451678583'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROFwYj_nyOA/Skf5AGPkEgI/AAAAAAAAAtA/g23llZTZCUE/s72-c/MyPicture.jpg' 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-7746352951303494414.post-1031330927075727552</id><published>2009-06-28T04:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T04:09:17.045-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Public Media: A Doula Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blackpublicmedia.org/catalog/prod/37"&gt;Black Public Media: A Doula Story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shared via &lt;a href="http://addthis.com"&gt;AddThis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazing! so so amazing! please watch this! this is not about criticizing the medical community, this is about empowering and giving women and girls a voice in birth and motherhood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746352951303494414-1031330927075727552?l=cristymuranda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/feeds/1031330927075727552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7746352951303494414&amp;postID=1031330927075727552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/1031330927075727552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746352951303494414/posts/default/1031330927075727552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2009/06/black-public-media-doula-story.html' title='Black Public Media: A Doula Story'/><author><name>cristymuranda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06071901046354476498</uri><email>CriKosCut@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10405819383451678583'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-1228404906524445758</id><published>2009-06-25T17:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T17:56:32.092-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lady doc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medical stuff'/><title type='text'>done and nearly done</title><content type='html'>it went OK. he had me lay down on an exam table while he did it, which kept me from passing out. he had to take five full vials. so 8 total. holy cow.&lt;br /&gt;anyways,  i was feeling OK until i got home and then started to pass out sitting on the couch. so i have my ice pack on my neck and am now lying down, which helps.  i'm feeling alright now, if not a bit squiffy. standing and moving around isn't so awesome, especially since today is so bloody hot and humid. i don't mind heat, but humidity is an effing bitch. i've only experienced worse in georgia/florida.  it's even humid in the WINTER there (georgia)&lt;br /&gt;i only have one test left, and i do that from home.&lt;br /&gt;its a hormone saliva test, so i have to fast for 12 hours and fill up this spit tube first thing when i get up (does not seem an easy task), but not for a few days, it has to be day 19/one week before my next period.&lt;br /&gt;then it gets sent off to a lab in Alberta and i find out those results three weeks from when i send it in. the blood test results in two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just glad the painful stuff is over.&lt;br /&gt;we're thinking i may be anemic, because of how poorly i handled the blood tests, and also apparently RLS can be a symptom of anemia. so HMMMMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to people who have to get poked and prodded really often, i bow down to you.&lt;br /&gt;seriously. because it really sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746352951303494414-1228404906524445758?l=cristymuranda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-6649928107865171639</id><published>2009-06-25T07:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T08:01:23.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>please pray/think good thoughts/whatever for me today. i have to get the rest of my blood work done and would rather the lab guy and nurse don't think i'm going to die again. two times would really be a little too humiliating for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please do the above also for &lt;a href="http://somedaywewillsleep.com/"&gt;Veronica&lt;/a&gt;  and her &lt;a href="http://frogpondsrock.com/"&gt;family&lt;/a&gt; today, yesterday her nan passed away.&lt;br /&gt;it's a terrible thing, losing a loved one. people would be much more eloquent about their thoughts/the right thing to say.  i am not those people, all i have to say is, it fucking sucks.&lt;div 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