<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227969152545634706</id><updated>2011-10-21T23:44:52.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lil Mama's Laundry Day Chronicles</title><subtitle type='html'>" Sometimes Late, but better than Never, right? "</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>♥ Mis ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135344116313864430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/Sha5aK6M0zI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ta3jzSLmcPo/S220/IMG_7450.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227969152545634706.post-4541402093352521514</id><published>2009-09-12T09:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T09:28:09.697-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unraveled - Chapter 3 - An Invitation</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chapter 3.&lt;br /&gt;Characters introduced in this Chapter&lt;br /&gt;Brenn – Mirra’s former best friend&lt;br /&gt;Discussion of Mirra’s mother and Father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Knock Knock!”  Mirra stood up and went to the door, abandoning the rerun of ‘Lost’ She was watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ Ready to work?” Sadie said, standing at her door in capri sweat pants, and an old Abercrombie Top.&lt;br /&gt;“Sure” Mirra was excited, she found a friend within just a day. They started to unpack her clothing, and her decorations for her walls, rugs, and so on. One by one, they went through each box, on the last one, they cut the tape, and Sadie looked at Mirra with a long, swept smile on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ Wanna go out?” Sadie grinned.&lt;br /&gt;“ Out? You mean, like dancing out… or like party out?” Mirra got nervous. She hated meeting a lot of people at once.&lt;br /&gt;“ Let’s just say, it’s a great experience that not many get to experience. But, you can’t tell anyone about it. It’s a secret underground… well, club of sorts.  It’s is only open to very few groups of elite friends and family. You’ll love it though, and I know they’ll love you. “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘How did she know?  She doesn’t even know me that well ‘ Mirra thought.  ‘ why is she inviting me … there has to be some hidden agenda. ‘ Was she doubting and judging again, or was this her gut? She couldn’t tell. That alone scared the hell out of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in a rush to answer, she muttered “ Is it safe?” she figured, better safe than sorry.&lt;br /&gt;“ I really can’t tell you a whole lot unless I have your sincere promise that you would never tell anyone about it. If you do, it could be dangerous yes. But Mirra, I know that you will fit in perfectly.“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ Who do I know Sadie? “ She felt hot.. and upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ I’m sorry, but it’s very important. And listen, if you don’t want to come out with me, then forget I ever said anything!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirra felt bad now. “ I’m sorry Sadie. This is all so new still. I just don’t want to get myself into an uncomfortable situation. Please don’t be angry with me. I do want to go out, and promise not to tell anyone. “ She really didn’t want to ruin her chances of making a genuine friend in Sadie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hated the feeling of rejection, especially when she felt the guilt of fault. She realized why what she said had upset Sadie. What was she going to do, kidnap her?  Besides, what was Sadie’s sudden interest in her, trusting her not to tell anyone, even though she had just met her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ It’s ok. I understand. Get ready. I’ll be back in two hours . I promise, you will have a good time . “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She left quickly. Mirra wasn’t sure if she had gotten back on her good side fully or not. She was puzzled at how Sadie didn’t have a more substantial thing to say after the comment she had made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Sadie left. Mirra sat down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She started to think. Would she find someone here like her? Different, with her abilities maybe? Someone she could trust, and live peacefully? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, another reason Mirra was considered so different, was that she had a special gift.&lt;br /&gt;When Mirra was young, she dabbled in witchcraft. Only to find out, she had a real knack for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not realizing, until she was 12, that her Mother,  Who died when she was 4, was also a ‘ witch ‘ of sorts.  So, with her newfound power, she felt great burden after a few years. She kept it secret from almost everyone, everyone except Brenn. Brenn was Mirra’s close friend, he was same age as her, a little on the weird side, but got Mirra. He knew how she functioned, and carried many of the same burdens, and Abilities, that she had. He moved to her town from Chicago, and was also a ‘witch’. He was sent for her. She  learned from him. Mirra had always called herself a ‘ witch ‘  .&lt;br /&gt;“Those are the old days Mirra.. We don’t like to be called ‘ witches ‘, we prefer ‘ Vens ‘.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Mirra and Brenn, fall in a class of Veneficas, Italian for Witch, and Brenn taught Mirra her Craft, her history, and about her Mother. Brenn was the first other ‘Ven’ She had met. He taught her of the Biblical History of her and his kind, the massive history of famous Vens, and the all around history of everything she was, and was going to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly of her immortality, although it came with a price. One Mirra hadn’t had to pay yet, but knew she would have to one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Once a lifetime, to take life forces, a Ven must absorb the life of another. Some Vens, were brutal in their taking, some weren’t. There were spells, to hypnotize, sedate, and ‘ remove ‘  them from themselves, so they can then, take over that life. Vens would mostly go in pairs, so they could continue their  together, bear children, who would also be born Vens, and continue to live under the public eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they failed their transition before their human body dies, the Ven dies with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vens, also had a way of knowing another Ven as soon as they were within a few feet, Making it easy for them to band together after their ‘takings’, as well as meeting new ones throughout life.&lt;br /&gt;Her mother died when she was 4, by the arm of another Ven, who had loved her, but she left him for a human, who was Mirra’s father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was also a Ven, but a powerful one.  He cursed Mirra’s Mother, when she discovered she had bore a child to a human, which was not against the laws of a Ven, however, it upset him deeply, as his love for her was so big, he ended his life soon after as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirra knew that there were many other Vens in the world, and she was ready to meet them. Mirra was a very young Ven, a true 23. She had so much to learn, and when Brenn died in a car accident, she was left to fend for herself, and learn on her own. She always practiced what she knew, but as far as teaching herself went, she was left empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can assure also, that if she came home to her aunt, with that kind of ‘ junk ‘. She would surely burn it at sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hot water had made the bathroom hot, and foggy. It smelled of Vanilla. There were her new towels, and candles, all set up nice and neat. She felt at home, for the first time since she had arrived.&lt;br /&gt;Mirra jumped in the shower, and started to get ready to leave with Sadie. She felt a sense of excitement, and fear, all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ This will be fun… Don’t be so nervous “ she told herself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;=================================================&lt;br /&gt;all writing is copyright to Mis Smith &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mistakenart.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;www.mistakenart.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; any copy or infringement is prohibited and will be prosecuted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/227969152545634706-4541402093352521514?l=lilmamasldc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/feeds/4541402093352521514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=227969152545634706&amp;postID=4541402093352521514' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/4541402093352521514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/4541402093352521514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/2009/09/unraveled-chapter-3-invitation.html' title='Unraveled - Chapter 3 - An Invitation'/><author><name>♥ Mis ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135344116313864430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/Sha5aK6M0zI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ta3jzSLmcPo/S220/IMG_7450.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227969152545634706.post-6576300131800723285</id><published>2009-09-11T11:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T11:56:17.381-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unraveled - Chapter 2 - First Ties?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 2 - First Ties?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Characters introduced - Sadie 27 Female&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; ----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Mirra Awoke to a stiff neck, and someone knocking at her half open door.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh my, Shit! I fell asleep “she said out loud. Cupping her mouth short after.&lt;br /&gt;She flipped her hair around, and ran to the door. Spilling the rum from her unfinished drink.  When she got to the door, there was a girl, who seemed to be a few years older than her, or maybe her age, but rough around the edges. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m Sadie. Nice to meet ya, I’m in 2.” Sadie was tall, slender, and blonde. Really blonde. She had a voice of a third grade teacher. The mean kind. But seemed nice enough. “Can I come in? “She asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, yes. Sure, I’m sorry, come in.” Mirra stumbled, thinking of what an ass she must have just made of  herself. Mirra started to laugh, “Drink? “She heard Sadie chuckle jokingly, “Actually, sure. That sounds good!” she pulled out a pack of Newports. “So, how old are you, I didn’t catch your name “ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mirra, Mirra Styce. I’m 23. What about you? “&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadie smiled, and said “How old do you think I am? “&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was this a trick question?  ‘Oh god, ‘she thought. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know, 24 maybe? “ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadie laughed… “You are a sweetheart. I’m actually 27. “&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirra felt a deep sense of relief. And went over to pour the drinks.  She usually didn’t drink before noon.  But, agreed. It sounded wonderful, especially with the cramp in her neck. She then drifted, while pouring, thinking, ‘how did I fall asleep like that? ‘.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Drink ma’am” Mirra handed Sadie a Rum and Coke Mix.  “ Yummo… We have similar tastes “Sadie said sweetly. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ So you need help moving in, I’m just headed down to the grocer, then I’ll be back, I can make breakfast, and we can get double the work done. “ Sadie walked past the sofa. “Sure, that would be fantastic” Mirra said, without thinking, that maybe she wasn’t who she said she was.. But trusted that everything would be fine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That’s great… Do you mind if I smoke?” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirra didn’t smoke. Well not cigarettes anyway. She would when she drank, or smoked grass occasionally. But never really liked them otherwise, even though she wanted to say ‘no’…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sure, go ahead. I’ll grab an ashtray.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She walked to a box, in the kitchen, and found a candle lid, and walked back into the living room. Sadie was leaning over the back of the sofa. “Thank you, so where you from?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, I’m from a small town in Missouri, you wouldn’t know it. It’s close to St. Louis though, if that helps any. Lots of Farms, lots of country radio stations. Lots of nothing. Good people though. “She realized she was rambling.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I see. “  Mirra stood through the awkward silence. “So, what about you, you from the NYC Area?” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Who says NYC Area Mirra ‘she thought? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, actually I’m from Sweden. “ She noticed her blonde hair again. It was natural. “I moved here when I was 4. Grew up in Massachusetts. But I have no ties there anymore, so I figured, I would move to the, ‘Big Apple ‘. See where it took me ya know? “&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirra Smiled. She felt like they kinda connected just then. Sadie finished her Rum and coke and said. “So, I’ll see you in twenty “she noticed the look on Sadie’s face had gone from sweet, to sour. Mirra acted like she didn’t notice, just so she didn’t seem rude.  But, found herself very curious. Why would she be upset over that? Maybe something happened… she shook her head, and thought to herself. ‘I’ll ask later.  ‘ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ok! Thanks Sadie! “    She heard her yell from downstairs “I’m grabbing my keys, and I’ll be back! “, and she heard her go into her apartment. “ Whew “she made a semi false sigh of relief. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Knowing it was silly to think that way in the first place. She always found herself expecting the worst out of everything that randomly occurred, that seemed positive at first. She hadn’t had many girl friends, but had a lot of ‘guy’friends. Girls hated her for that. They blamed her for breakups, when she had nothing to do with them. Trust was an issue.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, High school days weren’t her ‘best years ‘.  And, she dropped out her sophomore year. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirra was a talented writer. She had the guilty pleasure of loving celebrity life, gossip, and had a passion for journalism, current Events, and what was ‘ in ‘.  And thats what got her here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New York.  The biggest city she had ever been in. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she stared out the big window in her living room, She noticed, she lived on a crummy side of town… not like the ghetto, but poor middleclass, that hadnt had any city work done in a long time. She saw a lot of young kids around and only saw a few older couples. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cheap prices. Lots of us. Wow. ‘She thought.  “I’m going to meet a lot of people.” Realizing that Sadie wasn’t the last encounter she would have with someone who lived close by.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; She just wasn’t good with those situations. It wasn’t that she didn’t like them. She had a type of anxiety, which she took medication for.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her heart started beating fast, thinking of everything in a spiral.&lt;br /&gt;“Damn Anxiety. This is awful. I have to find a doctor here. “She then thought. “No, that’s one more step towards permanency staying here. No “.&lt;br /&gt;Mirra sat on the couch. And just waited for Sadie to come back. She poured another drink. And turned on her Television.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What was I thinking?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She picked up a Newport Sadie had left for her. Lit the end, and put her feet up. As she grabbed the makeshift ashtray, she flung herself back onto the couch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;=================================================&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;all writing is copyright to Mis Smith &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mistakenart.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.mistakenart.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; any copy or infringement is &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;prohibited and will be prosecuted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/227969152545634706-6576300131800723285?l=lilmamasldc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/feeds/6576300131800723285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=227969152545634706&amp;postID=6576300131800723285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/6576300131800723285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/6576300131800723285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/2009/09/unraveled-chapter-2-first-ties.html' title='Unraveled - Chapter 2 - First Ties?'/><author><name>♥ Mis ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135344116313864430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/Sha5aK6M0zI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ta3jzSLmcPo/S220/IMG_7450.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227969152545634706.post-6746116052045037386</id><published>2009-09-11T11:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T11:48:55.439-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unraveled - Chapter 1: Moving</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Main Character Introduced in first Chapter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mirra - 23 year old Female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That just doesn’t sound right. “ Mirra said as she flew down the stairs. It was her first time In New York, and as she discovered, a little more preparation was in store if she were to go on a trip like this again.&lt;br /&gt;“OK, Third, to.. What? “She stumbled through the makeshift map she printed out that morning, and as she started to panic, “Birch! Finally! “She got on the platform, and awaited her shuttle. Noticing, since she had calmed down, that there were many people around her. &lt;br /&gt;She saw a Homeless pair, in the right corner, and immediately felt empathy. Saw People that had watches worth more than she made in a month. And people of every ethnic background imaginable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming from a small town, Mirra, never had to deal with issues like these, and seeing them first hand, she knew was going to change her perspective on life, and help her route her path.&lt;br /&gt;That’s why she was here after all. She received an internship right out of college.  She had wanted to work for US weekly, but that didn’t exactly pan out. She ended up at a small end Celebrity Gossip magazine, slash online community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, she knew that, patience was a virtue. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; What better way to figure out where you want to go in life, then to take the second rate version first? She had hoped that she would emerge on top, be noticed, and everything a 20 something year old is naïve enough to believe.  She had it all planned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything to get out of Floureden.  She hated it there. Small, Remote. And surrounded by corn and beans. Rodeos, and a lot of farm life. In the Midwest. Unless you came from a ‘City ‘ you will understand.&lt;br /&gt; Population 10,047 Home of the Bobcats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She packed into the tram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I can’t wait to get to the apartment “ she said under her voice. It smelled awful. But, seemed to bug no one else, so she just kept a straight face.&lt;br /&gt;The doors opened. She stepped from the platform onto the ramp, and made her way up the stairs. Even though she was only staying here, ‘temporarily ‘ she didn’t want to live in a hotel. She found a small apartment for lease, on an upper level. There were 3 other apartments in the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After stopping at a grocer, she proceeded to the apartment. She had her things delivered there. Lucky break really, she had no money to pay for it, and her dad just so happened to come around for once that year.  He had money, but was more of… the friend type, than the father type. She knew he meant well, and if it made him feel better to give her money, when he felt bad for not coming around. She was happy to take it. She needed it more than he knew anyway, it saved her So much work having to move everything, and buy new stuff herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She approached the door. It was green, paint chipped, and apparently, someone had tried to break in a couple times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“nice. “ she inserted her key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ Ok. Apartment, 3.  Three… Three.. “ She walked upstairs, “ Three. Gotcha .”&lt;br /&gt;She opened the door to what surprised her to be a clean, nicely painted, living space. Nothing magical, but… “ Nice!” she whispered. Not wanting to appear like a lunatic… Just in case they could hear through the doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ Time to Move in.. she thought “ hoping … it would only be for a short stay, before she got her big break.  She started unpacking, as she ate with her left hand. Going through her pictures, and trinkets first.&lt;br /&gt;After she got halfway through she decided. “Time for a drink “…She sat down, poured some rum. But quickly, fell asleep before she could have one sip.&lt;br /&gt; =================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;all writing is copyright to Mis Smith &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mistakenart.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;www.mistakenart.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;any copy or infringement is prohibited and will be prosecuted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/227969152545634706-6746116052045037386?l=lilmamasldc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/feeds/6746116052045037386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=227969152545634706&amp;postID=6746116052045037386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/6746116052045037386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/6746116052045037386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/2009/09/unraveled-chapter-1-moving.html' title='Unraveled - Chapter 1: Moving'/><author><name>♥ Mis ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135344116313864430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/Sha5aK6M0zI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ta3jzSLmcPo/S220/IMG_7450.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227969152545634706.post-2580694035783138146</id><published>2009-05-22T09:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T09:49:11.264-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So .. days go by.. and by.. and by... ...</title><content type='html'>Why is it i can NEVER seem to keep up on this ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its b/c I always have way to much going on. And, I tend to Overwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, my birthday has passed, my kids birthdays have passed.. I feel old, tired. Def not 24.. more like 90. Most days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MTA Has really kicked off great. Things are great.. busy, and all in a good way. We have fantastic artists, taggers, staff, and customers. I couldn't ask for a better group of people to be surrounded by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, not a long post today... talk soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mistakenart.com/"&gt;www.mistakenart.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mistakenart.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.mistakenart.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/227969152545634706-2580694035783138146?l=lilmamasldc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/feeds/2580694035783138146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=227969152545634706&amp;postID=2580694035783138146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/2580694035783138146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/2580694035783138146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-days-go-by-and-by-and-by.html' title='So .. days go by.. and by.. and by... ...'/><author><name>♥ Mis ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135344116313864430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/Sha5aK6M0zI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ta3jzSLmcPo/S220/IMG_7450.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227969152545634706.post-8218939925877947062</id><published>2009-02-04T08:10:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T08:40:38.095-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Now At MtA - Get all My Wordart, Scraps, etc. FREE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, conveniently stored in ONE Place, at Mistaken Art Image licensing, you can find my Word arts, frames, and other elements, FREE .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just go &lt;a href="http://www.mistakenart.com/catalog.php?item=432&amp;amp;catid=24&amp;amp;ret=catalog.php%3Fcategory%3D24"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to " purchase " it ( costs nothing ) Upon that, you will gain access to the yahoo group where the files are stored, and the download links are shared!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mistakenart.com/catalog.php?item=432&amp;amp;catid=24&amp;amp;ret=catalog.php%3Fcategory%3D24"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.mistakenart.com/catalog.php?item=432&amp;amp;catid=24&amp;amp;ret=catalog.php%3Fcategory%3D24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woot Woo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With that said, Here is the first release into the MtA Collection!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/SYmiYrMI1SI/AAAAAAAAAEw/CH7UPKZ5tK4/s1600-h/PRV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298944981372294434" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/SYmiYrMI1SI/AAAAAAAAAEw/CH7UPKZ5tK4/s400/PRV.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Valentines Day Word Art - 7 Pieces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mistakenart.com/"&gt;www.mistakenart.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mistakenart.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.mistakenart.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/227969152545634706-8218939925877947062?l=lilmamasldc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/feeds/8218939925877947062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=227969152545634706&amp;postID=8218939925877947062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/8218939925877947062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/8218939925877947062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/2009/02/now-at-mta-get-all-my-wordart-scraps.html' title='Now At MtA - Get all My Wordart, Scraps, etc. FREE!'/><author><name>♥ Mis ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135344116313864430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/Sha5aK6M0zI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ta3jzSLmcPo/S220/IMG_7450.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/SYmiYrMI1SI/AAAAAAAAAEw/CH7UPKZ5tK4/s72-c/PRV.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227969152545634706.post-1119620755207941615</id><published>2009-01-18T10:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T10:50:20.941-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag Offers - 3 Part Offer - Kinky Jimmy, James Jacks, &amp; Nicola Leaning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leave a comment on the tags you would like, Limit 2 Names Please. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="http://public.fotki.com/Dmissy/group-offers/" href="http://public.fotki.com/Dmissy/group-offers/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://public.fotki.com/Dmissy/group-offers/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tag Offer Closes Wed. January 21st Folder will be locked on that date. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You may forward this offer, but please be sure to forward the notice as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/SXNdRr07DKI/AAAAAAAAADQ/olzF7PBwKPU/s1600-h/MisNicolaJLeaningHeartbreakermismade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292676545494322338" style="WIDTH: 395px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/SXNdRr07DKI/AAAAAAAAADQ/olzF7PBwKPU/s400/MisNicolaJLeaningHeartbreakermismade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292676406220722738" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 376px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/SXNdJk_gkjI/AAAAAAAAADI/j7lvBNtRJsA/s400/KinkyJimmyButtonsMismade09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/SXNdDKvohzI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZOg8wvKqd8s/s1600-h/JamesJacksColorMismade09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292676296095598386" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/SXNdDKvohzI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZOg8wvKqd8s/s400/JamesJacksColorMismade09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/227969152545634706-1119620755207941615?l=lilmamasldc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/feeds/1119620755207941615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=227969152545634706&amp;postID=1119620755207941615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/1119620755207941615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/1119620755207941615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/2009/01/tag-offers-3-part-offer-kinky-jimmy.html' title='Tag Offers - 3 Part Offer - Kinky Jimmy, James Jacks, &amp; Nicola Leaning'/><author><name>♥ Mis ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135344116313864430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/Sha5aK6M0zI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ta3jzSLmcPo/S220/IMG_7450.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/SXNdRr07DKI/AAAAAAAAADQ/olzF7PBwKPU/s72-c/MisNicolaJLeaningHeartbreakermismade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227969152545634706.post-8307728908747360720</id><published>2009-01-18T10:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T10:43:41.737-06:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Things About Me... oh boy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25 Random Things about Me.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; I Love Nude art.. Or anything erotic. I love erotica books and stuff too..movies..all that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; I love Birthday Parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; Clowns freak me out.. Badly. Like, I'll start crying if they get too close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; I have a problem keeping weight on, been an issue forever. Sounds dumb.. But has really SUCKED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; I love Green. You get it.. Right? The color.. COME ON NOW!! LoL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6&lt;/strong&gt;. I love money.. That's green too... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; When I was 16 I ran over my own Cat, and cried for 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt; I read playboy, and maxim, and Sports Illustrated on a weekly basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.&lt;/strong&gt; My best friend is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.christiesilvers.com/" href="http://www.christiesilvers.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Christie Silvers.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She just gets me. Not may people do. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.&lt;/strong&gt; I love Green Vegetables ( see, green again ) Broccoli, Cabbage, Lettuce, Cucumbers.. Etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.&lt;/strong&gt; Taking Pictures, and Playing In PSP is therapy for me. Really.. I love it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.&lt;/strong&gt; I wish the whole world could Tag and PSP. It would be a better Place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13.&lt;/strong&gt; I DESPISE Art Thieves. 'nuff Said. BLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14.&lt;/strong&gt; I wonder how I come off to my online friends on a daily basis... Like am I weird, nutty, annoying, mysterious.. LOL.. Don't you ever wonder that stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15.&lt;/strong&gt; Wow, this is getting harder as I go along.. Hmm.. Oh, I have a Dog, anaya.. She is really small :) and Fat. And " does it " with dogs even when she isn't in heat.. Wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16.&lt;/strong&gt; My Grandpa Breeds/Raises PR Blueticks. They are worth a lot and stuff.. I didn't realize it till I got older. We hunt together.. But not like on horses.. We WALK, and for 62, he is in better shape than I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17.&lt;/strong&gt; I tend to neglect my blogs and update pages.. Like twitter, etc.. I just have a hard time MAKING myself do it for some reason. I love Instant messenger, and My email.. and I just stay updated there. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18.&lt;/strong&gt; I don't have a Facebook I ever log into. I have been in it like. 5 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19.&lt;/strong&gt; My boyfriends name is Derek. He can be an ass. But I love him. He makes me moody. LOL.. Hows THAT for a random fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20.&lt;/strong&gt; I wish, I had coffee right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21&lt;/strong&gt;. OH! And I have no kids for a couple hours!   &lt;br /&gt;22. I dropped out of highschool at 16, and got my GED, I've been making money just fine every since. We are even possibly buying a business locally....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23.&lt;/strong&gt; I sing. I was actually asked to join a local band, but wasn't able to b/c of my kids and BF. ... Sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24.&lt;/strong&gt; I used to be in a Church Rock band. When I was younger. Yes. Me. I was the singer. We sang at a lot of churches in Missouri and Illinois right along the river. .. LONG time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25.&lt;/strong&gt; Last one. I'm grateful for all my Online gals, and even Guys.. You guys give me a World to frolic In. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/227969152545634706-8307728908747360720?l=lilmamasldc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/feeds/8307728908747360720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=227969152545634706&amp;postID=8307728908747360720' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/8307728908747360720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/8307728908747360720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/2009/01/25-things-about-me-oh-boy.html' title='25 Things About Me... oh boy.'/><author><name>♥ Mis ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135344116313864430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/Sha5aK6M0zI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ta3jzSLmcPo/S220/IMG_7450.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227969152545634706.post-7126690259725757613</id><published>2009-01-18T10:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T10:40:04.194-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tinties - Taggers Freebie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I decided to make some colorize-able ( &lt;em&gt;if that's even a word lol&lt;/em&gt; ) lil' extras here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So all are on seperate layers. No credit required. I ask that you please share via the bloglink only. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hugs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mistakenart.com/"&gt;www.mistakenart.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/SXNamIycpnI/AAAAAAAAAC4/-N5kPXV1wPc/s1600-h/Tinties+Pack+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292673598331070066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/SXNamIycpnI/AAAAAAAAAC4/-N5kPXV1wPc/s400/Tinties+Pack+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/file/81265789/657412c4/Tinties_Pack_1.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.4shared.com/file/81265789/657412c4/Tinties_Pack_1.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Comments appreciated :) I'd like to know how I'm Doing with all this so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/227969152545634706-7126690259725757613?l=lilmamasldc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/feeds/7126690259725757613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=227969152545634706&amp;postID=7126690259725757613' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/7126690259725757613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/7126690259725757613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/2009/01/tinties-taggers-freebie.html' title='Tinties - Taggers Freebie'/><author><name>♥ Mis ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135344116313864430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/Sha5aK6M0zI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ta3jzSLmcPo/S220/IMG_7450.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/SXNamIycpnI/AAAAAAAAAC4/-N5kPXV1wPc/s72-c/Tinties+Pack+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227969152545634706.post-7037127031212377590</id><published>2009-01-16T09:57:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T10:02:45.790-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Name That Song - Wordart Freebie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I'm guessing I can post my Freebies here, as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is some word art I made up today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please share only via my Blog site ( copy the url above ).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No credit required. Comments appreciated!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* Hugs *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xo Mis 0x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mistakenart.com/"&gt;http://www.mistakenart.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Name That Song Word Art Freebie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/file/80945860/3f0768c4/Wordart1.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.4shared.com/file/80945860/3f0768c4/Wordart1.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291922175887150082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/SXCvLmDEDAI/AAAAAAAAACw/irA6DzzVtgU/s400/Wordart1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/227969152545634706-7037127031212377590?l=lilmamasldc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/feeds/7037127031212377590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=227969152545634706&amp;postID=7037127031212377590' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/7037127031212377590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/7037127031212377590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/2009/01/name-that-song-wordart-freebie.html' title='Name That Song - Wordart Freebie'/><author><name>♥ Mis ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135344116313864430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/Sha5aK6M0zI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ta3jzSLmcPo/S220/IMG_7450.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/SXCvLmDEDAI/AAAAAAAAACw/irA6DzzVtgU/s72-c/Wordart1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227969152545634706.post-372127994252368636</id><published>2009-01-16T08:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T08:37:15.389-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Conversation with my Kids...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;They. Are 3 and 4 right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are talking right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real.. This is totally real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Takes place in the computer room....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bradyn - " Sissy, you're fat! "&lt;br /&gt;Cheyenne - " I'm NOT FAT! "&lt;br /&gt;Bradyn - " yes. You are "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheyenne- " Mommy! Bubby said I'm fat, and that word makes me cry, it hurts my feelings "&lt;br /&gt;Me -" what? "&lt;br /&gt;Cheyenne - " MOM! HE SAID I WAS FAT! It made me cry! "&lt;br /&gt;Me- " ok ok. BRADYN "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bradyn - "What Mom?"&lt;br /&gt;Me - " Did you say your sister was fat?&lt;br /&gt;Bradyn - " yes. But she wouldn't let me have my batman  car "&lt;br /&gt;Me " Cheyenne that's HIS Toy."&lt;br /&gt;Cheyenne " but I want it. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheyenne - " Ok mom lets make a deal. How bout BUBBY goes upstairs, and I stay down here. We don't want to be together ANYMORE. Ok"&lt;br /&gt;Bradyn - " I am DEFINATLY not going upstairs. I don't want to go by myself. I'll be bored!"&lt;br /&gt;Cheyenne " Mom, please, I just want to rest!"&lt;br /&gt;"Bradyn - " I wont go. "&lt;br /&gt;Me - " Ooh  Yes you will! Both of you, you will Learn to get along! Just PLAY NICE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheyenne " I don't ever want to see you again BUBBY! Leave me ALONE!"&lt;br /&gt;Bradyn ( Scampers up stairs after Cheyenne )  " Here I come,.... ( hums batman tune ) "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUST GO WATCH TV AND BE GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......... Silence.. Two, three, four , five..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;MOMMY!  ---Bubby is on my blanket,--- NO IM NOT, its mine..--- But yours...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it starts all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This endless dialogue was brought to you by Mis.. That's me.. And my 3 year old daughter, Cheyenne, and my 4 year old son, Bradyn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Welcome to my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/227969152545634706-372127994252368636?l=lilmamasldc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/feeds/372127994252368636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=227969152545634706&amp;postID=372127994252368636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/372127994252368636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/372127994252368636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/2009/01/conversation-with-my-kids.html' title='A Conversation with my Kids...'/><author><name>♥ Mis ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135344116313864430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/Sha5aK6M0zI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ta3jzSLmcPo/S220/IMG_7450.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227969152545634706.post-4050239962717161434</id><published>2008-09-27T18:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T18:04:33.647-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Facts.. not opinions..</title><content type='html'>Taken From CNN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find a LOT of actual, backed up FACTS at cnn.com even politico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, be careful what you listen to. I really would hate for our country to go through all this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We deserve better.&lt;br /&gt;Mis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact Check: Did Obama vote 94 times for higher taxes?&lt;br /&gt;Verdict:Misleading. McCain's summary ignores the fact that some of the votes were for measures to lower taxes for many Americans while increasing them for a much smaller number of taxpayers. A nonpartisan examination also finds that the 94 total includes multiple votes on the same measures and budget votes that would not directly lead to higher taxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact Check: Is Obama's Iraq withdrawal plan 'dangerous'?&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: Misleading. Mullen reacted to a question about a hypothetical military move in Iraq — a troop withdrawal timeline. He did not say such a move would imperil the United States and gave no indication that he was talking about Obama's position&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;Fact Check: Does McCain almost always agree with Bush?&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: True&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact Check: Did Obama say the Iraq troop 'surge' could not work?&lt;br /&gt;The Verdict: True but incomplete. While acknowledging the surge's military successObama says the political goals it was meant to secure have not been met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact Check: Did Obama vote to raise taxes?&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: Misleading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact check: Was Obama against the troop 'surge' in Iraq?&lt;br /&gt;The Verdict: True but incomplete. Obama did oppose the surge but has acknowledged military success "beyond our wildest dreams."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact Check:Did McCain criticize attacking al Qaeda in Pakistan?&lt;br /&gt;The Verdict: True. Biden accurately characterizes Obama and McCain's statements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Permanent Link: Fact Check: Is Obama ad right on McCain's immigration stance?" href="http://politicalticker.blogs.cnn.com/2008/09/23/fact-check-is-obama-ad-right-on-mccain-immigration-stance/" rel="bookmark"&gt;Fact Check: Is Obama ad right on McCain's immigration stance?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mixed. While McCain has backed off his support of sweeping immigration reform, he has continued to endorse some immigration initiatives supported by Latino groups.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Permanent Link: Fact Check: Does Obama want to ban guns and rifles?" href="http://politicalticker.blogs.cnn.com/2008/09/23/fact-check-does-obama-want-to-ban-guns-and-rifles/" rel="bookmark"&gt;Fact Check: Does Obama want to ban guns and rifles?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Verdict: Misleading. While Obama has supported some measures to limit gun rights, he has backed nothing on the scale suggested in the ad.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Permanent Link: Fact Check: Did Obama vote 94 times for higher taxes?" href="http://politicalticker.blogs.cnn.com/2008/09/21/fact-check-did-obama-vote-94-times-for-higher-taxes/" rel="bookmark"&gt;Fact Check: Did Obama vote 94 times for higher taxes?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict:Misleading. McCain's summary ignores the fact that some of the votes were for measures to lower taxes for many Americans, while increasing them for a much smaller number of taxpayers. A nonpartisan examination also finds that the 94 total includes multiple votes on the same measures and budget votes that would not directly lead to higher taxes.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Permanent Link: Fact Check: Obama's Social Security charge" href="http://politicalticker.blogs.cnn.com/2008/09/21/fact-check-obamas-social-security-charge/" rel="bookmark"&gt;Fact Check: Obama's Social Security charge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: False. There is no basis for Obama to claim that "the millions" who rely on those benefits would be affected, or that anyone's nest egg would have "disappeared."  But McCain does support allowing some Social Security funds to enter the stock market in the future, while Obama does not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/227969152545634706-4050239962717161434?l=lilmamasldc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/feeds/4050239962717161434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=227969152545634706&amp;postID=4050239962717161434' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/4050239962717161434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/4050239962717161434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/2008/09/facts-not-opinions.html' title='Facts.. not opinions..'/><author><name>♥ Mis ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135344116313864430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/Sha5aK6M0zI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ta3jzSLmcPo/S220/IMG_7450.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227969152545634706.post-5170171053797029478</id><published>2008-08-29T15:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T15:29:38.299-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm So Proud ...</title><content type='html'>This week. I have a Huge standing of Pride, and am thankful for so many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one, My boyfriend Derek and I had our 4 year anniversary on Aug. 28th.. Woot woot! I love him. I couldn't ask for a better man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two, My job. I have a job, can you believe it.. Ok, so its only 18 hours a week, but still, I feel like I'm contributing more, so that was a boost to the ole self esteem.. ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three, Something I am so, so very excited about. Barack Obama, and Joe Biden. The fact that they could be running our country in the next few months, is like hope on a gold platter. Our country NEEDS this you guys! The passion behind thier ideas, motives, and outlook on the world overall, surpasses my expectations for a well fit, and suitable pair in the white house. I strongly believe, that while the " CHANGE " idea may be corny to some, its true, and long overdue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you, THEY are the ones who will make this happen. They have balls, Heart, and More motivation than you could fit into a clown car. The speech he gave at the DNC on Thursday, was one of the most eloquently spoken speeches I have ever heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ENOUGH" He said so firmly! Enough Mr. Bush, enough Big oil Profits, enough ripping our working class to shreds. enough! And when he said that, I knew, the doubts that were coming at him earlier, like, " he doesnt have the gall to be President " or the " stand up " to be firm in his positions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bull shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eat that.  Our middleclass is falling apart. So many factors included. I cringe,... and my stomach sickens at the thought of John McCain in the white house with this new floozy of a vice president he has chosen. He is FAKE. a LIAR. and a POLITICIAN of the worst kind. He'll tell you what you wanna hear, so you'll vote for him. I think, yea, he loves his country, but he is living in a whole different level of reality than most americans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you werent able to catch the speech, read it. Its worth it, and he tells you PLAINLY what he believes, and what he doesnt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/newstopics/uselection2008/barackobama/2642861/Barack-Obamas-acceptance-speech-in-full.html"&gt;http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/newstopics/uselection2008/barackobama/2642861/Barack-Obamas-acceptance-speech-in-full.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough ranting about politics. On to the next topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I'm really proud of is my new Licensing company, Mis-Taken Art, &lt;a href="http://www.mis-takenart.com/"&gt;http://www.mis-takenart.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its still in the works, but we are working quickly!!!! I'm sure i'll post a giddy entry when we officially launch :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. thanks all! Have a great Fall !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Mis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/227969152545634706-5170171053797029478?l=lilmamasldc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/feeds/5170171053797029478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=227969152545634706&amp;postID=5170171053797029478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/5170171053797029478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/5170171053797029478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-so-proud.html' title='I&apos;m So Proud ...'/><author><name>♥ Mis ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135344116313864430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/Sha5aK6M0zI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ta3jzSLmcPo/S220/IMG_7450.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227969152545634706.post-1636738200040831720</id><published>2008-08-01T10:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T10:48:37.264-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yea.. Sorry Bout That!</title><content type='html'>Oh my.. I have been lacking in the Bloggin Department! LOL&lt;br /&gt;As usual. I've been keeping busy. Getting back into Paint Shop Pro, and tagging, Making stats, etc.  I missed it.. And Am glad I got back into it. Although I lost So many of my Tubes when my computer crashed.. I've started collecting again. Just need to make some money so I can buy some more, and pay to get some of my old ones restored. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/StatSwap/"&gt;Incredimail Stats - Copyright Safe - Join Stat Swap! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/LTTM/"&gt;Less Than Traditional Moms&lt;/a&gt;, is doing exceptionally well. We are taking off faster than I had anticipated. Our members, are active, helpful members. Not just creepy lurkers.&lt;br /&gt;We have fun. I'm so grateful for all the women there. I'd be lost without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to start a licensing company. &lt;a href="http://www.mis-takenart.com/"&gt;Mis-Taken Art&lt;/a&gt;. Started out as just being Mine, but then, I decided to branch out. My idea is freaking awesome. I can't wait to launch this Month. We will offer very CHEAP, and affordable licensing for personal, and commercial uses. We also will be signing new artists after we launch. &lt;a href="mailto:dmissy85@gmail.com"&gt;Email me&lt;/a&gt; if you are interested... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ebay, oh yea. I'm starting back up on that. Listed some shoes today, and took a break from it to do this. Its on my list.. * remember, im getting organized * So, watch for some neat stuff.. this room is jam packed with clothes, shoes, books, and all kinds of "this n that".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.ebay.com/_W0QQ_trksidZm37QQcatrefZC5QQfbdZ1QQfclZ3QQflocZ1QQfposZ63459QQfromZR6QQfrppZ50QQfsooZ1QQfsopZ1QQfssZ1QQftrtZ1QQftrvZ1QQnojsprZyQQnojsprZyQQpfidZ0QQsaaffZafdefaultQQsabfmtsZ0QQsacatZQ2d1QQsacqyopZgeQQsacurZ0QQsadisZ200QQsaobfmtsZexsifQQsargnZQ2d1QQsaslZputtasmileonQQsaslcZ0QQsaslopZ1QQsofocusZbs"&gt;See my ebay Schtuff... Click here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting ready to put out a photo book. I'm looking for poems, or inspirational writings for it, if you have some, shoot em my way. I'll see if I can match them up to a photo I got. You will be credited as you desire ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on from that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've still been taking pictures like a crazy person. I love it. I love love love it! I've been in our local paper, thanks to &lt;a href="http://classicwfl.com/"&gt;WFL&lt;/a&gt; .  (( thank you! ))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys, good luck with your business ventures... I've picked up a few as well.. I'm quite excited about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo Mis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/227969152545634706-1636738200040831720?l=lilmamasldc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/feeds/1636738200040831720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=227969152545634706&amp;postID=1636738200040831720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/1636738200040831720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/1636738200040831720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/2008/08/yea-sorry-bout-that.html' title='Yea.. Sorry Bout That!'/><author><name>♥ Mis ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135344116313864430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/Sha5aK6M0zI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ta3jzSLmcPo/S220/IMG_7450.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227969152545634706.post-1903009165140568500</id><published>2008-06-25T11:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T11:20:01.797-05:00</updated><title type='text'>.. Just another day ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, things have been busy to say the least. We've been planning, cleaning, and rushing the last couple weeks... birthday parties, landscaping, politics, and planning for summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that, I've been really taking a lot of pictures. A LOT. Also, starting to sell calendars on CafePress, and eventually branching out to Etsy, If I can get my cards straight. I really hope to actually be somewhat successful with my photos. Nothing Monstrous, but something subtle would be nice. We all love money right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christie, My best friend, is helping me get organized. She is one patient woman, to be helping ME. I have a huge organization problem. Its not that I Can't GET organized. Its that I Can't STAY organized...   (( sigh ))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, starting now, well, a week ago, I began organizing within my home. I purchased a planner, and will be "scheduling" myself business wise there, and then My home things will be lil side notes, just to make sure I do them. My problem is, I take on TOO Much, and don't anticipate having success, then being overloaded. Plus, making sure I can continue to do the things I want, so I don't lose interest.   So , I know I have something People want, and two great ideas started for a great business.. Just want to make sure I'm prepared this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;a href="http://christiesilvers.com/"&gt;Christie!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... on a more personal note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been .. eh.. ah....    rough, to say the least. I know life is meant to be hard and trial-some. but DAMN when does it end? I feel like every time I turn around, I'm hit with another dilemma where I have a good chance of being screwed or , getting hurt. Things just don't seem fair at this time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Kids, and Cleaning. Make up for at least 90% of my stress each day. Don't even ask about the other 10%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥ but, there is one GREAT thing going for me. I can't tell you YET, but soon, I'll be able to. I'm so happy about it my buttons might pop off my pants. ♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/227969152545634706-1903009165140568500?l=lilmamasldc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/feeds/1903009165140568500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=227969152545634706&amp;postID=1903009165140568500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/1903009165140568500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/1903009165140568500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-another-day.html' title='.. Just another day ..'/><author><name>♥ Mis ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135344116313864430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/Sha5aK6M0zI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ta3jzSLmcPo/S220/IMG_7450.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227969152545634706.post-7471876651049683614</id><published>2008-04-08T08:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T08:44:51.757-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, and That's Exactly What I Meant!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You ever.. AHHH! Just get so MAD? ... Some days, I could just unleash on some people. I don't know what it is about anger.. But it finds a way, to entangle itself, and to completely poison anything you have going.&lt;br /&gt;Anger destroys many people, and families. But how do you cope with stress? How do you "count to ten" so to speak?  I know, myself, I have a hard time with that. I cuss like a sailor, and can be very straightforward at times, maybe too much.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing the reason &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why&lt;/span&gt;, would be a great thing. So, I dig...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really pisses me off?&lt;br /&gt;Why does it get to me so badly?&lt;br /&gt;How long do I go without letting off some steam, the right way?&lt;br /&gt;How do I avoid situations that set me off?&lt;br /&gt;How do I resolve them once it's too late?&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you wait so long, and let everything build up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, as mothers, I believe we ALL do this. We stress over perfection, food, laundry, sex, and the kids.. and by the time we take care of everyone else, our day is over, and we still didn't finish the dishes. Just for me, stress = anger and then later tears..&lt;br /&gt;So what's A woman to do? Huh? Let me tell you what my grandma told me last night when she was here.. She could see the stress all over my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Melissa Dawn "  thats me .. lol.. " What the hell are you so mad about? Why do you let yourself get all worked up over things that really are not that important? What you need to do, is say screw housework, and have a beer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a sense, it was the perfect thing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take time for yourself. My grandmother wishes she had.. She said her life has passed her by, and anger was a HUGE Problem of hers. And she regrets many of the decisions that were made out of anger. She says that like me, stress caused it. She was always trying to perfect everything she did. And, oh, she always had to be right. "thats something I got over REALLY quick" She told me. "You just have to bite the bullet, and know when you get older, karma will kiss your hind side."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would I do without this woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love my grandma so much, she is a very smart, witty, and TOUGH Italian woman. I hope I can be a lot like her when I age.  I think I'll be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that my kids are about to push me over the edge.. I think I'll have a beer. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~mis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/227969152545634706-7471876651049683614?l=lilmamasldc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/feeds/7471876651049683614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=227969152545634706&amp;postID=7471876651049683614' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/7471876651049683614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/7471876651049683614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-and-thats-exactly-what-i-meant.html' title='Oh, and That&apos;s Exactly What I Meant!!'/><author><name>♥ Mis ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135344116313864430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/Sha5aK6M0zI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ta3jzSLmcPo/S220/IMG_7450.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227969152545634706.post-8242298982416104106</id><published>2008-03-20T00:08:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T00:22:21.181-05:00</updated><title type='text'>.. In Depth .. Opinions wanted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;﻿ I was watching Cnn.. And the Tibet , Iraq, everywhere... I mean, It is staggering to think of the world, of humanity, as a whole. Think of it man! I mean, For the most part, we see it delivered to us via media, with political agendas attached--free of charge of course. That's where they get you.. ALWAYS in the backside! I mean, who really gets to travel and see FIRSTHAND the damage, and devistation that lies across our planet? The rainforests, the wars, the famine, disease, and abuse?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They are able to infect us without us realizing . Influenced media is always at liberty of the government. What are they infecting us with ? False Media.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;We deserve the truth, that much is evident.. I mean, John Mccain doesn't even know who is on whos side.. which really doesn't speak much importance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting back to what I was saying.. the fear that they instill in us from all the negativity... it makes us feel less important, more apt to be submissive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;It numbs us to what we are at our core, what we are here to be, or to become. We are overwhelmed by the neglect, malicious doings, self driven acts of hatred or abuse that we begin to think of the whole world as a lost cause. Its just TOO BIG to overcome.&lt;br /&gt;It becomes easier to hate the lack of courtesy extended, the lost thank yous for opening a door, the people rushing to their destination completely oblivious to the life adjacent to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We begin to see things through this darkness delivered to us and we feel hopeless for humanity. How can we love thy neighbor when they don't even say hello? Or even take the time to acknowledge the existance of another being who does not directly hold a place in our lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. My question for you is this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do to feel human, to feel compassion for others outside of your family... How do you express this? Through Helping, reaching out? Or do you do it in an indirect way... Behind the scenes . Are you oblivious to the world that's around you, has the media and recent events numbed your sense of immediate and lasting compassion for those who are not immediately effected by your existence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. Just a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/227969152545634706-8242298982416104106?l=lilmamasldc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/feeds/8242298982416104106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=227969152545634706&amp;postID=8242298982416104106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/8242298982416104106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/8242298982416104106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/2008/03/in-depth-opinions-wanted.html' title='.. In Depth .. Opinions wanted.'/><author><name>♥ Mis ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135344116313864430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/Sha5aK6M0zI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ta3jzSLmcPo/S220/IMG_7450.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227969152545634706.post-2462662085887635127</id><published>2008-02-21T09:03:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T09:08:00.864-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What What? Lemme TELL You !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Ok&lt;br /&gt;So, Me, here.. So excited I could Pee myself.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;I got a&lt;br /&gt;CANON digital Rebel XTI for Valentines day.. Beats last years gift..&lt;br /&gt;Which was a tazer gun.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in LOVE with it! Its Perfect for me, and BOY.. Do I have a Lot to learn!&lt;br /&gt;Here is some pics from the eclipse, you can see the Big, Full size Version On my Deviant Art Page, &lt;a href="http://www.m-i-s.deviantart.com/"&gt;http://www.m-i-s.deviantart.com/&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/R72TaVA-UWI/AAAAAAAAABo/aPhxtCmK9Q4/s1600-h/Image1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169450027818307938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/R72TaVA-UWI/AAAAAAAAABo/aPhxtCmK9Q4/s320/Image1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/R72ThFA-UXI/AAAAAAAAABw/ERfsOE_Q0QU/s1600-h/eclipse08Mis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169450143782424946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/R72ThFA-UXI/AAAAAAAAABw/ERfsOE_Q0QU/s320/eclipse08Mis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other Lovely news..&lt;br /&gt;My man is FINALLY getting on Dayshift! FINALLY! I'm so glad, I'll have him home for dinner each night.. and to sleep with.. OH GOD YES! LOL. I miss him when he is gone. :)&lt;br /&gt;The new site should be Launched in the next day or so, Waiting on Domain Transfers.. Blah. I'm SO excited about how it has turned out!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Heather , at &lt;a href="http://www.onfairywingsdesigns.com/"&gt;http://www.onfairywingsdesigns.com/&lt;/a&gt; for the help with the setup and hosting,&lt;br /&gt;and thank you JUSSTA! &lt;a href="http://www.jussta.deviantart.com/"&gt;http://www.jussta.deviantart.com/&lt;/a&gt; for the GREAT Vector Image of me for my new biz!!! Its perfect, and I Love ya for it girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aplacenextdoor.com/"&gt;http://www.aplacenextdoor.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1122HGUDAAQ/R72Rso6BFWI/AAAAAAAAABY/ncDF9_TovQk/s1600-h/APND!.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/R72S8FA-UUI/AAAAAAAAABY/UsUZ-elaujM/s1600-h/APND!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169449508127265090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/R72S8FA-UUI/AAAAAAAAABY/UsUZ-elaujM/s320/APND!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/R72TKVA-UVI/AAAAAAAAABg/vFYZpHQPm38/s1600-h/APND46860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169449752940400978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/R72TKVA-UVI/AAAAAAAAABg/vFYZpHQPm38/s320/APND46860.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1122HGUDAAQ/R72RV46BFVI/AAAAAAAAABQ/KOZAAz8yrIk/s1600-h/468.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, even more great news&lt;br /&gt;You can buy premade items from my graphic design site now! And Pay buttons are functional! Finally.. So, if you have time, go have a nosey :) Sign up for my newsletter too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mismadedesigns.webs.com/"&gt;www.mismadedesigns.webs.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys! I'm trying to stick with this blog thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Peace and Chicken Grease&lt;br /&gt;MIS♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/227969152545634706-2462662085887635127?l=lilmamasldc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/feeds/2462662085887635127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=227969152545634706&amp;postID=2462662085887635127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/2462662085887635127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/2462662085887635127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-what-lemme-tell-you.html' title='What What? Lemme TELL You !'/><author><name>♥ Mis ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135344116313864430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/Sha5aK6M0zI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ta3jzSLmcPo/S220/IMG_7450.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/R72TaVA-UWI/AAAAAAAAABo/aPhxtCmK9Q4/s72-c/Image1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227969152545634706.post-3214417051829658784</id><published>2008-02-02T15:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T15:49:22.584-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok Ok! I'm Doing it already.. sheesh.. *lol*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Seems, I have kept a few of you in waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*cough* Christie *cough* Michelle *cough* Will *cough*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But, Here I am, Blogging.. Although, I'm not totally sure exactly what to "blog" about. I was the one, who said "I never have time to blog"....&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've heard it has benefits. Like, I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;t's a way to vent for some, a good way to advertise, if you sell on the internet, and a great way to update your friends, family, and colleagues on things that are going on.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, yea... onto the blog. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I suppose an intro is in order her... seeing as I will be advertising this for more exposure.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Mis, a 22 year young, Work at Home Mom. I love my kids, whom are my  "Terror Toddlers". Bradyn is 3, He'll be 4 in may, and my Cheyenne is 2, and will be 3 in May. Bradyn Starts Preschool this August too.. *cries* he is my "mama's boy".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Cheyenne is pistol. Headstong, Hard to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; keep up with, and Independent, Many great qualities of her Mom.. LoL.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to be outside. Landscaping, riding four wheelers, taking pictures, playing, or just walking. I love to admire nature, as my Faith is Based in Nature, It is only natu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ral. I believe The beauty of Nature, is therapeutic in its own right, and meant to be taken in whenever time allows. Being outside gives me time to think, relax, and just enjoy the quiet.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also, am a Paint Shop Pro addict. I make "siggies" , Logos, Banners, Wallpapers, Book/CD Covers, Business Cards, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Myspace Layouts, Web Templates, Me Pages and Templates for Ebay, The list goes on and on.. It started as a hobby, and ended up as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; a great way to help other work at home moms, and also, a great way to let my creative juices flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Photography, is one of my first loves. Capturing moments in time, is a great opportunity.  I take pictures of anything that interests me. My kids, landscapes, flowers, Bugs, structur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;es.... anything! I have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a site where I Keep them all, stop by if you have a chance.. I'd love to hear what you think of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.m-i-s.deviantart.com/"&gt;Mis on Deviant Art&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started a great yahoo group for Moms, like me.. Who are less traditional, have what is considered "different" views on religion, or morals...( like me LoL. )  We are still a New group, but the ladies tha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;t we have already, are amazing. Please, stop bye, and join our less than traditional family of Moms.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/LTTM/"&gt;Less Than Traditional Moms on yahoo groups&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And, If you are A Work at home Mom, grandmother, aunt, .. Just a Woman! I know a group, you will love.... Moms United In Business. You will Not be Disappointed. So much work goes into our group here, that if you have a question, we Will Find the answer... We have resources, experience, and most of all, support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://finance.groups.yahoo.com/group/Moms_United_In_Business/"&gt;Join Moms United in Business Today!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Aside from all that.. I'm just a simple girl, I'm not prissy, or girlie. I love my Tight fitted Vintage Tees, and my Favor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ite Blue Jeans. I love my Friends, and Family. I'm not one to judge, and love to listen when a friend needs an ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, That's me.. I can't believe you took time to actually read it *l0l*&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Chicken Grease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aplacenextdoor.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A Place Next Door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Myspace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/R6TjM_5G5sI/AAAAAAAAAAw/cGqCqZny_aw/s1600-h/AlaynamagnanBeautypinkmismade07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LgTQUIGNGRg/R6TjM_5G5sI/AAAAAAAAAAw/cGqCqZny_aw/s320/AlaynamagnanBeautypinkmismade07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162500885322327746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/227969152545634706-3214417051829658784?l=lilmamasldc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/feeds/3214417051829658784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=227969152545634706&amp;postID=3214417051829658784' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/3214417051829658784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/227969152545634706/posts/default/3214417051829658784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmamasldc.blogspot.com/2008/02/ok-ok-im-doing-it-already-sheesh-lol.html' title='Ok Ok! 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