<?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-6521465</id><updated>2009-02-20T17:14:37.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>noticed on the way.....</title><subtitle type='html'>things I've noticed on this journey called life. 
</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadenas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadenas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704136924093570461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6521465.post-108347865537271166</id><published>2004-05-02T00:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T00:21:56.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm ready to move!</title><summary type='text'>Okay.. it's official. I'm all set up at my new site CasaCadenas.com so there will be no more posts to this one. Update your bookmarks and come visit me at http://www.casacadenas.com. I've just posted something great. You don't want to miss it!Once again, you can now find me at: CasaCadenas.com~Beth</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108347865537271166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108347865537271166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadenas.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108347865537271166' title='I&apos;m ready to move!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704136924093570461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03801371995752270640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6521465.post-108347386193134610</id><published>2004-05-01T22:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T23:02:02.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Unconcious Mutterings</title><summary type='text'> Week 64I say ... and you think ... ? Sexy::SensualClique::snobbyPledge::frat boyCarbs::addictiveDream Job::freedomSweeps::stakesSoundtrack::albumHero::Dustin HoffmanShave::creamChristina::Applegate</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108347386193134610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108347386193134610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadenas.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108347386193134610' title='Unconcious Mutterings'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704136924093570461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03801371995752270640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6521465.post-108319796623648748</id><published>2004-04-28T18:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T18:23:42.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'>DVR is very cool!</title><summary type='text'>I love my new DVR. For those of you who don't know, DVR is Digital Video Recorder. Think TiVo. Comcast cable is now offering a DVR for just $9.95 per month. It's a sweet deal! :) All we had to do was exchange our old, regular digital box for the new DVR one.  Unlike TiVo, I didn't have to actually purchase the recorder. A savings of at least $150. So, now it's all hooked up. It's got </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108319796623648748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108319796623648748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadenas.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108319796623648748' title='DVR is very cool!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704136924093570461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03801371995752270640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6521465.post-108307472326413642</id><published>2004-04-27T08:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T08:09:37.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday Twosome</title><summary type='text'>    Sleep:1. Side of the bed: Left or Right?  Left, most of the time. I'm pretty flexible on this and will usually take the side closest to the bathroom! :D2. Sleep with or without covers? With. I like being able to snuggle down under the covers at night. The only time I might do without is when it's really, really hot. Even then, I usually have at least a sheet over me. 3. Sleep with or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108307472326413642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108307472326413642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadenas.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108307472326413642' title='Tuesday Twosome'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704136924093570461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03801371995752270640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6521465.post-108299650839553037</id><published>2004-04-26T10:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T16:02:28.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>TiVo? Well, sort of...</title><summary type='text'>Richard just went to exchange our cable box. Comcast is now offering a DVR. It's only $9.95 per month added to the cable bill, which is the same price that TiVo charges each month. The difference is, we don't have to buy the box. [Now that my prescriptions are finally covered, we should be able to afford this little luxury item. Hell, we're saving $200/month on just one prescription! Ten bucks </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108299650839553037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108299650839553037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadenas.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108299650839553037' title='TiVo? Well, sort of...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704136924093570461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03801371995752270640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6521465.post-108294192429687022</id><published>2004-04-25T19:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T19:19:24.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'>eejitous defined</title><summary type='text'>Mary was kind enough to actually find the definition of eejitous for me. You'll never believe it, but she searched the web to find it! And I was limiting myself to dictionaries. Guess I'm not that bright after all.Thanks, Mary! You're the best!Oh... you want to know what it means? Well... Okay...One entry found for eejitous.Main Entry: eejitousPronunciation: 'e-jE-tOsFunction: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108294192429687022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108294192429687022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadenas.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108294192429687022' title='eejitous defined'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704136924093570461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03801371995752270640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6521465.post-108288085560671870</id><published>2004-04-25T01:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T02:19:58.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Unconscious Mutterings</title><summary type='text'>Week 64 I say ... and you think ... ? Elastic :: BandsIntervention :: drugsRisk :: gameJunk food :: Evil!Arrogance :: People who are chronically lateResponsibility :: kidsX :: MenMarshall :: FieldsKill :: BillBrother :: SisterJunk food is only evil because I can't have it anymore! And to me the epitome of arrogance is when someone keeps you waiting. Especially true of doctors who </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108288085560671870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108288085560671870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadenas.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108288085560671870' title='Unconscious Mutterings'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704136924093570461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03801371995752270640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6521465.post-108277652731964672</id><published>2004-04-23T21:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T21:20:00.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's' an odd little quiz</title><summary type='text'>I'm an irredeemably eejitous, liberal, tight as fuck, relatively well adjusted human being!See how compatible you are with me!Brought to you by Rum and MonkeyDoes anybody know what "eejitous" means? I can't seem to find it in any dictionary.Here's a fun little flash for you to check out. Everybody's like "shit, shit! WTF?"  It's The End of the World (as we know it).</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108277652731964672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108277652731964672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadenas.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108277652731964672' title='Here&apos;s&apos; an odd little quiz'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704136924093570461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03801371995752270640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6521465.post-108268410561371605</id><published>2004-04-22T19:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T19:41:22.263-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Headlines</title><summary type='text'>Recent Interesting (or just plain stupid) Headlines:Penis Explodes During Sex -  "I don't know what this couple were playing at, but there must have been tremendous pressure inside the penis to make this happen."Wow... That's gotta scare the hell outta ya. What on earth do you suppose caused that to happen? The Gay Rapper - OutKast's Andre 3000 summed up the mood of most rappers when he said: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108268410561371605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108268410561371605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadenas.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108268410561371605' title='Recent Headlines'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704136924093570461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03801371995752270640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6521465.post-108249328639718899</id><published>2004-04-20T14:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T14:43:06.560-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday Twosome</title><summary type='text'>    Would you rather...1. Win the lottery or have a guarantee that your family would be together forever?My family will be together forever anway. We love each other, ya know! So, by default, I guess I'll have to take the lottery winnings.  2. Have a makeover for yourself or for a dear friend?Too easy. For a friend. I don't need a makeover for many reasons. I'm not all that hung up on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108249328639718899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108249328639718899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadenas.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108249328639718899' title='Tuesday Twosome'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704136924093570461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03801371995752270640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6521465.post-108245749446462749</id><published>2004-04-20T04:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T04:52:33.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sara</title><summary type='text'>My Dearest Sara,You are my first born. My only daughter and the light of my life. I have never for a single moment regretted having you. Your father I both learned how to love by loving you.As the first grandaughter, you were always everyone's favorite. Your intelligence and sense of responsibility still astound me. The drive that you have and your willingness to work for whatever you're </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108245749446462749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108245749446462749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadenas.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108245749446462749' title='Happy Birthday Sara'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704136924093570461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03801371995752270640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6521465.post-108239387532519968</id><published>2004-04-19T10:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T11:01:58.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'>0tv.com - Guess My Name</title><summary type='text'>Are you the type of person that can look at someone and just know what their name is? Do you think people look like their names?Want to waste a few minutes? Need something to do everyday? Check out this quick game. 0tv.com - Guess My NameI usually get it on the first or second try, but sometimes it totally throws me off. How about you?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108239387532519968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108239387532519968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadenas.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108239387532519968' title='0tv.com - Guess My Name'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704136924093570461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03801371995752270640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6521465.post-108238828282953961</id><published>2004-04-19T09:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T09:37:07.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's so early</title><summary type='text'>For some unknown reason I woke up at 5:30 this morning. What's worse, I actually got out of bed. I had intended to start working on the logos I need for my new sites. It's now almost 9:30 and I haven't even started. I read my mail, checked in with Bloglines, looked at some new web templates, browsed around for graphics, read the mail that came in while I was futzing around, noticed new </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108238828282953961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108238828282953961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadenas.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108238828282953961' title='It&apos;s so early'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704136924093570461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03801371995752270640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6521465.post-108226716731747458</id><published>2004-04-17T23:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T23:51:33.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who could resist this one?</title><summary type='text'>What Is Your Battle Cry?Hark! Who is that, running over the freeway! It is Beth, hands clutching a vorpal blade! She  howls ominously:"I'm going to fuck you into the danger zone, and throw you out the window!!"Find out!Enter username: Are you a girl, or a guy ?created by beatings : powered by monkeys</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108226716731747458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108226716731747458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadenas.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108226716731747458' title='Who could resist this one?'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704136924093570461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03801371995752270640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6521465.post-108226458038145930</id><published>2004-04-17T22:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T16:25:10.560-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Unconscious Mutterings</title><summary type='text'>Virginia:: WoolfSoft:: FluffyCarol:: Bob &amp; Carol &amp; Ted &amp; AliceVanity:: PlateFeminist:: Gloria SteinemAlias:: CriminalCoward:: Cowardly LionBeer:: Yuck! Tastes like panther piss. Chance:: LuckHonest:: TruthOkay, so those were my first thoughts on each word. Looking at them now, I can come up with bunches more. But the whole idea of the game is to put the first thing that pops into </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108226458038145930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108226458038145930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadenas.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108226458038145930' title='Unconscious Mutterings'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704136924093570461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03801371995752270640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6521465.post-108224265505610701</id><published>2004-04-17T16:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T17:01:36.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you mean jail? I just put on the wrong pants.</title><summary type='text'>ABC13.com: Wrong pair of pants lands suspect with more chargesI guess he was screwed no matter what he did. It seems that police in Nashville got a freebie with this guy. Kendrick Gibson was arrested on Thursday after not surrendering on a misdemeanor charge for driving with a suspended license.I guess Mr. Gibson just wasn't having a good day.Authorities went to Gibson's residence to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108224265505610701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108224265505610701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadenas.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108224265505610701' title='What do you mean jail? I just put on the wrong pants.'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704136924093570461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03801371995752270640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6521465.post-108213631885118650</id><published>2004-04-16T11:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T11:29:18.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'>busy little bee</title><summary type='text'>I finally got around to registering a new domain and found a great deal on hosting. Less than $60/year for 600MB storage with 20GB transfer and the ability to host five domains. Add in the subdomains, pop email, easy to use control panel and Fantistico Deluxe and you've got a deal that's hard to beat!So, I'm going to be busy for a while playing with all the new tools I have and getting some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108213631885118650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108213631885118650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadenas.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108213631885118650' title='busy little bee'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704136924093570461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03801371995752270640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6521465.post-108198416705202206</id><published>2004-04-14T17:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T17:14:17.466-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Earworms</title><summary type='text'>You know how you get a song stuck in your head and it just won't leave? Those are called earworms and I've got one. It's not even the whole song. Just a little snippet of it swirling around in my head, over and over.I think I'm going to lose my mind!I've decided that the only effective way to rid yourself of an earworm is to give it someone else. Guess what? I'm giving it to you. I hope you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108198416705202206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108198416705202206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadenas.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108198416705202206' title='Earworms'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704136924093570461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03801371995752270640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6521465.post-108189087143774214</id><published>2004-04-13T15:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T15:26:16.200-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay.. I have another one for you</title><summary type='text'>The tobacco template that I was trying out wasn't a big hit with anyone, myself included. So.. that one has come down and a summer theme is up in it's place. I have a feeling it's going to be a while before i change this site, but at least I'm getting in some HTML practice!In other news... Using this site you can generate a map showing the states you've visited. There are also maps for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108189087143774214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108189087143774214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadenas.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108189087143774214' title='Okay.. I have another one for you'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704136924093570461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03801371995752270640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6521465.post-108187968429038378</id><published>2004-04-13T12:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T22:15:10.280-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Straightness Now! LOL</title><summary type='text'>This just cracked me up.The author twists a basic right-wing thought process around and comes out with this brilliant satire!On The Flip Side...Richard Williams*, a former straight man, who is now involved in a long-term homosexual relationship, is speaking out against his former lifestyle. "It just didn't feel natural to me." He says. With the recent focus on gay rights, Mr. Williams felt</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108187968429038378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108187968429038378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadenas.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108187968429038378' title='Stop Straightness Now! LOL'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704136924093570461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03801371995752270640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6521465.post-108186375990868247</id><published>2004-04-13T07:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T07:50:21.280-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday Twosome</title><summary type='text'>Taxes:1. "Eek, I owe" or "Show me the money!"Show me the money! Although now that the kids are gone, it's not nearly as much as it used to be. I need more deductions!2. "Finished already" or "It isn't the 15th yet, so why rush?!"You're kidding, right? I got a refund. Mine were filed back in February, and my refund was in the bank less than two weeks later. Gotta love direct deposit! Really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108186375990868247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108186375990868247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadenas.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108186375990868247' title='Tuesday Twosome'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704136924093570461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03801371995752270640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6521465.post-108180395224562795</id><published>2004-04-12T14:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T16:11:09.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I so need this!</title><summary type='text'>I don't know what purpose a light-up bra serves, but I simply must have one! I haven't the faintest idea where I would wear it, but still, I must have it! They're so practical. So affordable. So well made. So comfortable. So easy to care for. Just look at what the site has to say:Our custom electronics are compact and well-suited to being hidden in small or tight-fitting garments, such as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108180395224562795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108180395224562795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadenas.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108180395224562795' title='I so need this!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704136924093570461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03801371995752270640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6521465.post-108178435008948989</id><published>2004-04-12T09:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T09:48:24.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Please take a look at this....</title><summary type='text'>I've been playing with different looks for this blog, but I just can't decide which one to go with! So, I'm asking for your help. After all, you're the ones that get to stare at this page while you read. Anyway, I've set up a testing site here. Take a look and let me know if you prefer this look, (the red one with Mr. Death) or this look (let's call it tobacco). The one that isn't popular will </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108178435008948989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108178435008948989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadenas.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108178435008948989' title='Please take a look at this....'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704136924093570461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03801371995752270640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6521465.post-108178177293841300</id><published>2004-04-12T08:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T09:00:06.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my goodness!</title><summary type='text'>While blogsurfing this morning I came upon another one of those silly quizes. This one was pretty amusing, so here goes:Take the Affliction Test Today!A Rum and Monkey disease.Thank you Bonnie for sharing!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108178177293841300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108178177293841300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadenas.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108178177293841300' title='oh my goodness!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704136924093570461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03801371995752270640'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6521465.post-108176024261967591</id><published>2004-04-12T02:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T03:17:20.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Duck, I love you.</title><summary type='text'>My Darling Eric,I need you to know how much I love you. You were always my little Ducky. The child I had on my own. You were mine and mine alone. You were my world. I'm so proud of the man you've become. You are sensitive, caring, intelligent, in short, everything I hoped you would be.Always everyone's favorite child, you were quick to give a hug whenever you felt one was needed. How often </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108176024261967591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6521465/posts/default/108176024261967591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadenas.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108176024261967591' title='Happy Birthday Duck, I love you.'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704136924093570461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03801371995752270640'/></author></entry></feed>