<?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-7033689372649333539</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:26:53.453-05:00</updated><category term='rude people'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='partying'/><category term='2009'/><category term='fantasy football'/><category term='relationship'/><category term='fabulous'/><category term='books'/><category term='weight loss'/><category term='cross post'/><category term='my boys'/><category term='happy endings'/><category term='change'/><category term='the past'/><category term='winter'/><category term='loves'/><category term='escapades in love'/><category term='help'/><category term='deal'/><category term='blogs I love'/><category term='sprint'/><category term='working out'/><category term='summer'/><category term='sex'/><category term='Rockville'/><category term='ME'/><category term='results'/><category term='champion'/><category term='Jlo'/><category term='C-Lo'/><category term='weight gain'/><category term='Losin&apos; It'/><category term='family'/><category term='sports'/><category term='metro accident'/><category term='dating'/><category term='review'/><category term='eye candy'/><category term='swine flu'/><category term='sister'/><category term='Newport News'/><category term='rant'/><category term='DC'/><category term='friends'/><category term='food choices'/><category term='shoes'/><category term='E.L.F cosmetics'/><category term='women'/><category term='TV'/><category term='cravings'/><category term='chilean'/><category term='falling in love'/><category term='pampering'/><category term='date night'/><category term='nutritionist'/><category term='transformers'/><category term='growth'/><category term='music'/><category term='my girls'/><category term='getting fit'/><category term='Mike'/><category term='fall'/><category term='2007'/><category term='crappy phone'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='drinking'/><category term='jen lancaster'/><category term='OC'/><category term='2005'/><category term='life'/><category term='diet'/><category term='movie'/><category term='make-up'/><category term='phone drama'/><category term='beach bod'/><category term='fed ex field'/><category term='insurance'/><category term='book review'/><category term='weekend wrap up'/><category term='home sick'/><category term='random thoughts'/><category term='2006'/><category term='swap tree'/><category term='Autism speaks'/><category term='new fresh and vibrant'/><category term='men'/><category term='the fray'/><category term='coupons and savings'/><category term='trainer'/><category term='PMS'/><category term='redskins'/><category term='lack of motivation'/><category term='bad dating experiences'/><category term='tailgating'/><title type='text'>I'm not an Old Lady...</title><subtitle type='html'>... I just party like one!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-455207686474629275</id><published>2009-06-28T10:04:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T10:38:57.153-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transformers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='date night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>My first movie in 21 months</title><content type='html'>Its sad to report that I had not been to the movie theater in 21 months. (yes, I actually counted out the months) Even more embarrassing to share is the fact that the last movie seen outside of my home, live in full stereo was Jason comes back or something to that effect when I was 4 months preggo. Yeah that is awful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Friday night we went to see a movie Mike has been talking about for almost a year. He was anticipating the premier of Transformers like I wait for a fresh pot of joe. (literally I shake with excitement!!!) Had we found a sitter, we would have gone Wednesday. (that's how much of a fan he is!) If I would have had my way, which in my home I am clearly out numbered we would have gone to the movies for many other movies I wanted to see... "Marley and Me, He's not that into You or My Sister's Keeper"... yeah but Mike wants no part of that.&lt;br /&gt;We pre-gamed a bit at Galaxy, a neighborhood bar that has decent wings and used to have fun bartenders. Galaxy, was a bar I frequented many years ago with Mike well before kids. We def do not have the "gusto" we used to have... one drink and several wings later we decided we really wanted to have good seats so we closed our tab at the bar.  We weren't alone in our desire, all of Silver Spring felt the same way.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for fandango; the line was wrapped like a Chipolte burrito and we were able to get right on through. (right to the third row!!) We had to sit in front... but we were OK with it. No big deal was made considering this was our FIRST movie in a long time. I should preface by saying that pre-twins Mike and I watched movies at the theater at least 2 times a month. (Sad to say, but on these dates we were joined by a six pack that I smuggled in my purse)&lt;br /&gt;Friday we traded the six pack for a bucket of popcorn, water and twizzlers (wow, I feel like the G'ma on my page)... we are enjoying the movie for all of 30 minutes and I hear a baby cry. WTF? Yeah, annoyance overshadowed my interest, very quickly. The cries, wails, laughter coming from a infant/toddler lasted the entire movie. At one point the desperate Momma pulled out an electronic singing toy to appease the child.  I was irritate, blown by the fact that the child was not home at a late  hour (9-11, I know i am a stickler for schedules and early bedtimes but still it was night time!). I mentioned this to Mike a few times who noticed it as well, but didn't really want to make a big deal of it. Throughout the length of the movie (2.5 hours) the child made his presence known. (one row in front of me, caddy corner to my right ear!)  I was def very judgemental about the whole situation. I know not everyone can afford a sitter (trust when I tell you its not high on my list either) but the movie is shown all &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DAY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; long! I would behove people to take their children to earlier showings. If you have no choice but to bring your toddler out to a movie on a Friday PREMIER night... please walk outside when he cries and by no means bring your toy chest with you and please do not pull out the ones that sing, dance and light up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*** side bar - this certain Momma didn't just bring her one newborn (you guys are prolly thinking what a bitch cant she understand...) she and her baby daddy (and gaggle of friends) had 3 children ranging in ages of months old to 2-3!!!! Do you still think I am a bitch??***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK rant over - the movie was good. A little long and a whole lot of metal. I was lost with some of the plot lines, but Mike stated "That is from the original" (sorry, Transformer nerd!) I enjoyed the love story, Megan is beautiful and I like Shia. All in all the movie was good, I would watch it again... and pretty much I will. As soon as it comes out on Blu Ray, we will own it and watch it over and over again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*** As I was proofing, I realized I made Mike sound like a huge nerd. While he does love the Transformers and has since he was 7 (I made that up) he does not collect the toys, robots etc. (promise you!) He &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;may&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; have one t-shirt that I have since shrunk so he only wears at home.... maybe! He is just a normal dude with a slight obsession for this movie series!***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-455207686474629275?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/455207686474629275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-first-movie-in-21-months.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/455207686474629275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/455207686474629275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-first-movie-in-21-months.html' title='My first movie in 21 months'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-4169865985536972980</id><published>2009-06-23T14:06:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T14:28:15.543-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metro accident'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='C-Lo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rude people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new fresh and vibrant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cross post'/><title type='text'>Cross posting, but this one is funnier (promise!)</title><content type='html'>I rarely cross post, but I figured it would be well served. I have edited it for humor, added some heartfelt sidebars and shameless plugs.  Bear with me, its been a crazy week and juggling 2 blogs may be getting the best of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all well, despite all of the craziness this week. Many events have transpired over the course of 4 days that have impacted my family. Thankfully the &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/story/2009/06/23/ST2009062301451.html"&gt;metro accident&lt;/a&gt; did not affect us or anyone we know, such as friends, family or colleagues. The accident occurred on the line (Red) we use frequently, if not daily (Mike) but it was going the opposite way we ride it. Even though it occurred during rush hour, we were very lucky that Mike was home with the boys, since we lost our nanny. (more on that soon, but not here you will have to check &lt;a href="http://thedoubledailyfix.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for kid/nanny scoop, unless I find myself in a brawl, but lets hope that is not the case. I promise to report all news if it comes to blows, but she better recognize!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I witnessed the aftermath, since I was in Arlington filming the last taping of the show, I had to take the blue/orange to the red to get home. It was nothing short of crazy when I got to Metro Center. Imagine a metro station filled to capacity with people (a mess of both Tourists and Commuters) waiting/fighting for trains to get them home. I made a friend, a commuter and we made fun of the situation by saying it reminded us of a zombie movie. I think I waited for over an hour, without a clue about the crash and its magnitude. We were told someone died and we both collectively assumed suicide. (considering the &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonexaminer.com/local/48117442.html"&gt;high rate of metro suicides &lt;/a&gt;in recent weeks) We agreed to wait until the mass of people got on the first few trains and we, my new friend and I embarked a very packed train. It was here we learned of the crash and the fatalities. I felt awful since my phone had died and I couldn't let Mike know I was OK. Anyways, I got home safe and Mike missed out on the &lt;a href="http://www.wtop.com/?nid=25&amp;amp;sid=1702179"&gt;Metro tragedy&lt;/a&gt; completely.&lt;br /&gt;I was home very late, (7:45pm - ha, not kidding) but he figured it had something to do with the show and filming and nothing to do with a fatal crash on the Metro rail.&lt;br /&gt;We were glued to the TV last night, watching every interview and glimpse of the crash. It was surreal to think this is a train line we use and all the "what ifs" or "could have beens". Our hearts pour out to the families and loved ones affected by the crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other crazy and sad news to share (fuggin' unbelievable if you ask me!!)... We recently cancelled (yesterday) our vacation to Dominican Republic since the Chileans lost my passport or rather ignored my request for renewal for 9 weeks. Apparently, not having a valid passport is traveling suicide and I am at fault! (not the Chilean assholes at the Consulate who seem to lack customer service and drive) Thankfully, I am married  to a God and somehow convinced Travelocity to refund us our money, (He either has special powers or he needs to be in sales ASAP!) so a new trip is in the works but not until I get my passport.  Or US citizenship, after 31 years of living in this country you would think I would get a grip! We are all very bummed to not be going on vacation! Much more disappointment coming from me than anyone else since I WILL NOT be able to unveil my new tankini and hot bod!! (but that would have been selfish to post in the other blog). After hearing my results last night, even with the depressing news of the metro crash... I couldnt help feeling new, fresh and vibrant!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-4169865985536972980?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/4169865985536972980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/06/cross-posting-but-this-one-is-funnier.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/4169865985536972980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/4169865985536972980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/06/cross-posting-but-this-one-is-funnier.html' title='Cross posting, but this one is funnier (promise!)'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-4186886033483299977</id><published>2009-06-22T20:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T20:01:51.096-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='results'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Losin&apos; It'/><title type='text'>The results are in....</title><content type='html'>I am excited to report I lost over 20 lbs. When i started the show I weighed 179 and today I weighed in at 156! (2 weeks before the first work out I weighed 184, so I am using that number since that is what impacted me to do the show!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost 7% body fat, I am in healthy zone now for my age and height!&lt;br /&gt;5 3/4 inches in my hips (what?!?!)&lt;br /&gt;3 1/2 inches from my chest&lt;br /&gt;4 inches from my "true"waist&lt;br /&gt; 5 inches from my naval waist&lt;br /&gt;and a few other inches from my thighs, neck, shoulders etc.&lt;br /&gt;I think and I will know soon... that I lost over 20 inches off my body! (what?!?!?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this makes me wish the program was not over. the hard work def paid off and I am so excited to report I stuck to my goal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-4186886033483299977?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/4186886033483299977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/06/results-are-in.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/4186886033483299977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/4186886033483299977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/06/results-are-in.html' title='The results are in....'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-1672461513767921033</id><published>2009-06-21T10:53:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T11:18:25.868-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend wrap up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting fit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Losin&apos; It'/><title type='text'>FINALE - Tomorrow!!!</title><content type='html'>Its been a pretty uneventful weekend and I have been on my toes with everything I eat. Our trainer suggested eliminating a whole lot of stuff that I consider healthy from our diet this weekend, to help the scale on Monday. I considered it for 8.2 seconds and then I realized that I have been totally restrictive and that extra step would make me psycho. Mental health is important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent been measured since the &lt;a href="http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/results-are-in.html"&gt;last time&lt;/a&gt; I blogged about it and I am totally curious to see how many inches I lost. The weight is important but I have never defined myself by the number on the scale even at my thinnest weight ever I have no idea what that was, except that I wore a size 6. When I started this, we were asked to give a goal or 2. Mine was "get fit" and that I have done for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come to terms with the fact I will never be a 6 again nor that I will wear those itty bitty swim suits. My body changed when I carried the twins full term. I have hips I never ever had, bones have shifted (thanks Kate, I didnt even know that was possible but totally makes sense) and bigger body parts in general (thanks to breastfeeding and the immense belly that grew with 2 boys weighing 13 lbs combined weight) and parts that have gone missing (has anyone seen my booty?!). I am totally fine with not being a 6! I actually like how I feel and look. I still have some work to do and def will maintain my efforts without being so psycho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349799816224780978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/Sj5OlqGHMrI/AAAAAAAAAY8/-6GySSnS9q4/s320/belly.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;***Picture taken right before delivery***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am walking away from this stronger, leaner and with a shitload of more energy. I have a whole new wardrobe and a brand new attitude. All I need is a work-out buddy to keep me motivated. If I cant find one I will seek motivation from my 7 fans :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading my blog and sharing in my experience. While the show was totally not Hollywood and a whole mess away from the Biggest Loser, I def gained knowledge on how to be fit and it jump started my fitness track. I so wish it would have been more Hollywood, but that will be saved for another post. So tomorrow, we do the fitness test (again!), get weighed and measured. That will conclude the end of the program, no prizes, no make-overs and no parties! I am sad about that, but like I said Channel 8 is a long way from Hollywood. All in all it was a great experience; the women that sweated (is this a word?!?) next to me will always hold a special place in my heart, our trainer wont be forgotten, missed yes but forgotten no! The cameras, camera crew and TV personalities will be something I never forget and share with my grand kids one day. I was truly lucky to be a part of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back tomorrow to share the results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-1672461513767921033?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/1672461513767921033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/06/finale-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/1672461513767921033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/1672461513767921033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/06/finale-tomorrow.html' title='FINALE - Tomorrow!!!'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/Sj5OlqGHMrI/AAAAAAAAAY8/-6GySSnS9q4/s72-c/belly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-2158577778312487947</id><published>2009-06-18T20:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T21:13:28.867-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crappy phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phone drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sprint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Cheap phones suck</title><content type='html'>I dont know in what delusional state I was in when I ordered my &lt;a href="http://reviews.cnet.com/cell-phones/samsung-sph-m300-red/4505-6454_7-32450651.html"&gt;new phone&lt;/a&gt;. I clearly was deranged, drugged or under false assumptions. I recall showing my boss my phone before I pulled the trigger on my online purchase and the look on his face should have put it all in perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rationalized  to him and anyone that would listen, that I didnt need the internet or the emails. The Blackberry was overrated and I was over it. I said numerous times, as long as I had text and the ability to call people, I was good. haha - I was trying to reassure myself and until I saw the phone I honestly believed I was over my Blackberry!! BUT clearly I am not! When did I become so cheap? Who in their right mind goes from a 8830 Blackberry with all the bells and whistles to &lt;a href="http://reviews.cnet.com/cell-phones/samsung-sph-m300-red/4505-6454_7-32450651.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;!!!!!!!!?????? Some stupid dummy... a.k.a ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, Sprint was amazing with the lighting speed shipping; I had service and a crappy phone in less than 24 hours! But I am going through serious withdrawals right now! I am missing the sleek, quick internet access with the key pad for texting or checking emails as  they are sent. I feel like I am stuck in 1999 with the slowest phone ever made and texting is no longer fun! All the fancy stuff aside, the phone doesnt even have good reception and it make weird noises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plain and simple, I am cheap and opted for a free phone. I am now embarrassed to whip it out, everyone has a Blackberry or an I-phone. I swear I checked everyone's phone on metro today! Ugh, I wonder if I can switch my old phone over?? Mike thinks I need to suffer through this moment and stick with my P.O.S. (piece of shit - just in case you were wondering)! When he got home he noticed my sleek, shiny new phone and exclaimed "Oh wow! Good luck with that?!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UM, I just read the review I linked this blog to for the picture ...    &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;If you're looking for a basic and affordable cell phone for just making calls, the Samsung SPH-M300 delivers with style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, 1.5 stars?!?! ok I am more than a whiny spoiled brat obsessed with shiny new electronics; I am stupid!!! Tomorrow I make big girl moves... 8830 is coming back to Mama!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-2158577778312487947?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/2158577778312487947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/06/cheap-phones-suck.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/2158577778312487947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/2158577778312487947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/06/cheap-phones-suck.html' title='Cheap phones suck'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-8331119413444273403</id><published>2009-06-17T23:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T23:52:52.472-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phone drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sprint'/><title type='text'>Someone book me on Jerry Springer, I have a whole lotta drama</title><content type='html'>Today I discovered my cell phone was "restricted" from making phone calls and sending texts. what?? I paid Sprint, my bill 1 week early so I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; have to worry about late fees while &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;frolicking&lt;/span&gt; on the beach... so what?!?!? Come again, Mr. Sprint Man from Canada? I logged on to the account and noticed my phone icon was M.I.A., but so was my sister's but her unpaid balance was not. After bitching about it for 20 minutes to both Mike and Tania... I called Sprint. Where the fine fellow in Canada informed me that my (insert profanity here) sister had cancelled the account. Our account! In her name, but still my phone. anyways, the background is that we have been on this account for almost 6 years, that is how tight we were. I have bailed her out a many phone situations she has had, but somehow we ended up on an account together. Sure that account gave me headaches, she consistently failed to pay on time causing my phone to get temporarily disconnected for short periods of time (and I mean short 10-60 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;) but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;nonetheless&lt;/span&gt; very annoying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently we are in a fight, she proved that when she stopped coming over to see us coincidentally she also moved in with a 30 year old mess that lives with his Mom and a couple that rents the basement out. (you read this correctly!) BUT they have their own bathroom, great living arrangement for an almost 30 year old woman who is now paying rent for a bedroom the size of my closet. Anyways, we clearly are in such a big fight that she did not have the balls to call, email or text me to give me a heads up. Cause clearly you would want your sister to know that she was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;phoneless&lt;/span&gt;. The fact that I am left without service randomly and unexpectedly pisses me off, but what I am most upset about is that since she went this route I can not keep my phone number. A number i have had for 6 years, plus I cant even keep my phone... my trusted and beloved blackberry. I am forced to buy a new one! Once I got over the initial shock and anger I went online and ordered a new phone, in MY NAME! (about time I grew up!) I decided to go the cheap route and not drop $300 dollars on a new BB curve. I just cant justify it considering I have a brand new one sitting on my desk. I got a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cheapy&lt;/span&gt; flip phone without &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; access. Hey maybe this is a wake up call to put down the technology and live life. Or call Jerry Springer and get my family on this show ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say phone drama aside, I am peeved with my sister and this may be something I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; forgive easily. This compacted with the fact that she has not seen my children since Easter pretty much puts you on the shit list in my book!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-8331119413444273403?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/8331119413444273403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/06/someone-book-me-on-jerry-springer-i.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/8331119413444273403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/8331119413444273403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/06/someone-book-me-on-jerry-springer-i.html' title='Someone book me on Jerry Springer, I have a whole lotta drama'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-7290765633176117000</id><published>2009-06-16T14:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T14:20:03.588-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jen lancaster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the fray'/><title type='text'>Jen Lancaster knows what she is talking about... my new idol!</title><content type='html'>I finally started reading Jen Lancaster, as an urging from many of my girls. I am currently reading “Such a Pretty Fat” and I wish I would have read it months ago when this program started. She is funny! I am on the part of the book where she gets serious about her weight loss program; joined Jenny and got a trainer. On my way home I was reading her recap her work out sessions with Barbie and I wish I would have documented my struggles like she has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The only ribs I want to see have BBQ sauce on them” – Jen Lancaster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally my motto of the week!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, working out has gotten easier not necessarily because I am stronger nor leaner cause I am neither but because I get the “moves”. My posture is way better and even the trainer thinks my form has improved. Yesterday he made a comment that he is giving out awards next week when the program concludes. I would have to assume I would get “best improvement” considering my squats were a joke and I could only do 8 push ups, 11 weeks ago. Yesterday’s work out was intense. I am barely walking today and the heels aren’t helping. We did 3 sets of 3 different types of exercises. In all in an hour I (we) ran ¾’s of a mile, rowed for over 1000 meters, did 36 thrusters (with 15 lb weights), 36 somethings with a kettle bell (30 lbs) and 5 different ab exercises with 20 reps x2!!!! I was so grateful that it was over. My shirt was drenched ala wet T-shirt concert, eww so gross!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss the intensity of the workouts, but like Jen I hate my trainer even on the “easy” days. It’s hard to believe there are only 2 work outs left and really just one. On Monday we do last and final weigh-in, body fat test and measurements PLUS the fitness test! Its bittersweet, but ready for it to be over. One day in the near future, maybe after my vacation I will reflect on the show and my take away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I wore clothing I bought last June when I went back to work. The boys were 4 months, I was breast feeding and still had not lost all the weight so my pre-preggo clothing was tight. I remember going to Marshalls and going on a spree to look pretty for work. I was anxious and not excited about returning to work... so I thought new clothing would do the trick. Anyways, the shirts looked fab this weekend, but the pants were falling off of me!!!! I had to wear a belt! Its weird though I am thinner than post pregnancy but not yet in my pre-preggo body. Either way I am not complaining. I bought a new swimsuit (2-piece tankini halter from Old Navy) and while its more material than I would like, its cute and trendy but best of all ---- all my rolls are strategically hidden!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I will break my vow of not drinking and toast a few glasses to “The Fray”. A friend of mine, whom I went to high school with and recently have gotten friendlier, is taking me as her date. The seats are sick and the best part is she won them! So they are free! I forgot to mention how much I love the Fray, which is a TON!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-7290765633176117000?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/7290765633176117000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/06/jen-lancaster-knows-what-she-is-talking.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/7290765633176117000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/7290765633176117000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/06/jen-lancaster-knows-what-she-is-talking.html' title='Jen Lancaster knows what she is talking about... my new idol!'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-6272735330055447854</id><published>2009-06-14T20:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T20:42:42.241-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend wrap up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Losin&apos; It'/><title type='text'>Weekend highlights...</title><content type='html'>This weekend was dedicated all things kids; all of our activities were all about them.  I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; make it to the gym but thankfully my boys are active. Active children = sweaty me (and Mike but his sweat &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; count since he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; shedding lbs) Whoa it was a total workout, since they are running and will fight me (aka tantrums) if they &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; get their way. So I ran a little and wrestled a ton!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed away from drinking which is typically hard on the weekends since Mike and I will enjoy a few glasses of wine (for me and beer for him). I did consume a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;' but of liquor but I figured it was on fruit so it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; too bad. I made tequila soaked watermelon slices &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ala&lt;/span&gt; Martha Stewart. So yummy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate relatively healthy but if healthy was not an option, I totally &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;skimped&lt;/span&gt; on portions. I am trying very hard to lose a few more lbs, now that the show is less than 2 weeks from wrapping up. (have I told you how excited I am to have this chapter of my life come to an end?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so over dieting, counting calories and eating Fat free or low fat!!!  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sayin&lt;/span&gt;'!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-6272735330055447854?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/6272735330055447854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/06/weekend-highlights.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/6272735330055447854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/6272735330055447854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/06/weekend-highlights.html' title='Weekend highlights...'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-461277912089277855</id><published>2009-06-11T21:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T21:43:03.563-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I wish I would have posted pictures of me from before all this stuff... but here is what I looked like 3 weeks ago, when Mike took me to a Nats game. (hence the red shirt, I bought for that day only. Thankfully found one at Charlotte Russ for $2.78! Yes, I was shocked too, since it was marked $9.99)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346250119220275906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGyKGSDqsI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Vgm9zNtGiMM/s320/Corey+and+Brady+255.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse the big white halo over my face... I thought we had a broken and/or malfunctioning camera. Turns out it was just a fingerprint on the lens. Ugh, 2 weeks of pictures with that "glow". At least it wasnt a ghost or something as someone had suggested.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-461277912089277855?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/461277912089277855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/06/pictures.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/461277912089277855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/461277912089277855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/06/pictures.html' title='pictures'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGyKGSDqsI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Vgm9zNtGiMM/s72-c/Corey+and+Brady+255.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-3629559992970587485</id><published>2009-06-09T14:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T15:03:22.199-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach bod'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jlo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting fit'/><title type='text'>Low calories = hungry me!</title><content type='html'>In a quest to lose weight this week, I reduced my calories. I am still eating nutritiously but def low calorie, low carb and high protein. Have I mentioned I am hungry?? While I am getting hunger pangs, I am happy to report that the cravings are null and void. I have posted a picture of my resort at desk along with a reminder as to why I need to stay focused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See pics below for visual of my view from my computer screen next to pictures of my boys: &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; (3 chairs perfectly for me and my travel companions – Mike and Tania) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345404650172916546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/Si6xNUpHI0I/AAAAAAAAAWs/j5OF17lMKfw/s320/dreams.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(J Lo in a bikini = diet for me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345404656974990818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/Si6xNt-2jeI/AAAAAAAAAW0/pSg1rOXM4Kw/s320/jennifer-lopez.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinking water and thinking white sandy beaches…. Channeling my inner J Lo, I mean she has twins born weeks apart from mine and the girl looks fab! It is possible if I can stop stuffing my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In breaking news, I have quit drinking for 2 weeks… no more liquid calories or refined sugars. Ugh its gonna be tough, but worth it (I hope)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-3629559992970587485?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/3629559992970587485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/06/low-calories-hungry-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/3629559992970587485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/3629559992970587485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/06/low-calories-hungry-me.html' title='Low calories = hungry me!'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/Si6xNUpHI0I/AAAAAAAAAWs/j5OF17lMKfw/s72-c/dreams.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-1988296122202537438</id><published>2009-06-08T21:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:16:11.707-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Losin&apos; It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trainer'/><title type='text'>Am I shrinking??</title><content type='html'>I squeezed into size 8 pants today!!! I say squeezed cause I had to wiggle them over my hips, but they buttoned up with no problem and no muffin top!!! I didn't wear them to work because they would have "squeezed" me all day, but last week I couldn't shimmy my ass into those pants! So I am feeling victorious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reducing my caloric intake and increasing my intensity with working out this week and next. Most importantly, Punta Cana is less than 2.5 weeks away! I can hear the ocean calling my name. I know it will accept me as is, but I would rather wear a swimsuit that looks hotter than a mumu. I didn't loose enough weight to wear my dream suit I have lusted over the past few months. I am OK with that though, maybe my expectations were too Hollywood for reality. &lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Hollywood, the show is coming to an end. Our last work-out on film will be June 25th. (I will miss the last taping since I will be on vacation)I have 4 workouts left to go! Its crazy that 12 weeks of &lt;s&gt; torture &lt;/s&gt; working out is almost over. I am planning on going out with a bang. I want to lose some major lbs. over the course of the next few weeks. Not just to brag a little on TV, but to look hot on the beach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-1988296122202537438?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/1988296122202537438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/06/am-i-shrinking.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/1988296122202537438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/1988296122202537438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/06/am-i-shrinking.html' title='Am I shrinking??'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-7377531165054913124</id><published>2009-05-26T15:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T15:40:59.532-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><title type='text'>I'm still alive and kicking....</title><content type='html'>Contrary to popular belief I am still alive and kicking. The swine flu was not the death of me, although I’d like to proclaim that my writing slump was not self induced. Several weeks ago, our laptop entered a coma; she lived via help of “rigged” life support system that my dear hubby created. Soon, all too soon that system crashed and poor little laptop has been collecting dust. The fix is very simple, it needs a power cord! Mike has searched high and low for a cord… eBay has turned up 2 viable sources for our model since she and her type are no longer in market. One hailed in from China, proved to not work and now as we enter week 5 we patiently wait for the people in Cali to get their shit together and send us a cord that works! While all this drama has been going on, my hours at work got shifted to part time, a mere 20 hours is all that is necessary for recruiting in these tough economic times. Trust me, 20 is WAY better than zero… but of course in the 3 weeks I have been part-time work has picked up tremendously. Ironically, I have been super busy with no time to post updates on my life, most importantly ones on my dieting and quest to get fit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I have not been writing, I am still very much dieting. The slight diversions are less frequent and I have become obsessed with tracking calories, stats and finding diet friendly goodies. So obsessed with this new lifestyle I am kinda sick of it. I can not eat anything without knowing what is in it and how many calories it may have. I have grown accustomed to bartering calories for better things. For instance, I will have a bland low cal breakfast in exchange for 3 slices (when I say slices I mean slivers) of brie and a full bodied cab. I am working out with less gusto and I am ashamed to admit I am not in love with working out. Everyone said once you start you will be addicted… but no the case here. I am still waiting for a resurgence of energy and promised love of fitness. I dread working out, but once I get on it I am good. The workouts are not getting easier even if my movements are looking better. I am in a slump – there I said it! I am in slump land. I know I want to fit that bikini and for that reason I eat like a bird (a bird that eats 1300 calories a day, is that more like an eagle?) I don’t want to fail, but I bored with the routine and the icky foods. I don’t crave bad stuff really and I have given all of my indulgences up and I don’t miss them… I just am tired of counting calories…. And not being able to live a little… is this what its like to be skinny? It cant be… all skinny people are happy! Ok I am rambling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On target for this week, I will work out like a machine.. I will stop bitching my trainer and complaining. I will actually not talk, maybe play the quiet card for once in my life and I will run outdoors instead of on the treadmill. That treadmill will be the death of me! I will continue to eat as I have… since I am seeing weight loss. Focusing on toning for the weeks to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive updates, my pants are loose and all the bigger sizes have been folded and stored. I will goodwill them soon. I wore tank tops this weekend… still not happy with my arms, but they look way better. I dropped 2 sizes and my clothing looks better!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-7377531165054913124?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/7377531165054913124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-still-alive-and-kicking.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/7377531165054913124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/7377531165054913124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-still-alive-and-kicking.html' title='I&apos;m still alive and kicking....'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-6529155282251227512</id><published>2009-05-01T15:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T15:32:38.084-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swine flu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my boys'/><title type='text'>Swine flu in my ‘hood</title><content type='html'>So we cancelled our Mexico trip to “stay away from potentially deadly virus”… and what happened this morning!?!?!? The high school in my backyard is closed due to a student possibly having the virus! WTF!?!?!?! I seriously see this school every day from my bedroom window… are we breathing contaminated air?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this aside, my husband is &lt;s&gt;driving me nuts &lt;/s&gt;inundating my in-box with perils of updates on the swine flu and how his company is “taking care of business”. He is on a man hunt of Purrell hand sanitizers and wont &lt;s&gt;shut the fuck up &lt;/s&gt;stop until he uncovers the missing cases (of hand santizer) in our county to take to his office in the city. (DC that is) On many occasion’s last night he said “We are in DC, we have to take these precautions!” Is he brainwashed… or plain kooky. I laughed at him last night and made light of his &lt;s&gt;anal retentiveness &lt;/s&gt;attitude. This morning, when I got the alert on my blackberry his pension for swine flu hit the roof. He declared an unofficial quarantine of our children. Asking that we (our nanny and I) start taking this illness seriously ASAP; he imposed a sanction against taking the kids out of our Lysol bubble. He nixed our photo shoot tomorrow (for the boys, not me… I wish) and &lt;a href="http://thedoubledailyfix.blogspot.com/2009/04/baby-loves-disco-something-momma-will.html"&gt;the event of the century&lt;/a&gt;; THE one event I was excited about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swine flu is wreaking havoc in my life! It’s making my husband kooky, it’s forcing us to cancel all fun events (like &lt;a href="http://thedoubledailyfix.blogspot.com/2009/04/baby-loves-disco-something-momma-will.html"&gt;Baby loves Disco &lt;/a&gt;AND Mexico) AND now it’s taking up residence less than .5 miles from my home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am on a mission to make sure the swine flu stays away from us… of course I don’t want an illness to attack us but I also don’t want to miss out on life (and Baby Loves Disco!). Someone please fix this swine flu mess… I’m so over it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-6529155282251227512?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/6529155282251227512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/05/swine-flu-in-my-hood.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/6529155282251227512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/6529155282251227512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/05/swine-flu-in-my-hood.html' title='Swine flu in my ‘hood'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-232412543341983081</id><published>2009-05-01T14:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T14:56:55.783-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Losin&apos; It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trainer'/><title type='text'>My trainer...</title><content type='html'>dishing on the show. No clips of us, but he does share some yummy recipes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letstalklive.tv/n_videoplayer.cfm?video=ltllosinit043009.wmv&amp;amp;id=237"&gt;watch clip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He suggests the "Savitch Smoothie" for people on the run (me) in the AM. I make this smoothie 2-3 times a week... it is delish and some days my dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 cup skim milk&lt;br /&gt;2T protein powder (I use whey)&lt;br /&gt;1 cup strawberries (fresh or frozen)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 blueberries&lt;br /&gt;1 pckge Emergen-C (found at Giant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try it!! Its only 235 calories and absolutely delish!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-232412543341983081?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/232412543341983081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-trainer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/232412543341983081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/232412543341983081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-trainer.html' title='My trainer...'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-2646856771954534634</id><published>2009-05-01T14:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T14:45:51.391-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Losin&apos; It'/><title type='text'>Motivation...</title><content type='html'>The biggest news to report… (Drum roll please) I have not another 5 lbs! What?!?! Awesome news, right!?!? My pants are looser than normal and I feel better overall. Life is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, &lt;s&gt; my fans &lt;/s&gt; people have been asking what I am doing to make this happen… but most importantly the biggest question is “Where am I finding the motivation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if you have not noticed I am on a TV show that alone is motivation! I mean really who wants to look bad on TV and/or fail on TV – not I sister!&lt;br /&gt;I have not sipped, tasted or smelled a diet soda in 5.5 weeks! (a very hard thing to do in an office that has a lifetime supply of FREE soda)&lt;br /&gt;I am working out 4.5 days on average. (Really I am going 5 days a week, but last week I slacked and only did 3)&lt;br /&gt;I have cut out ALL white sugar. I use Splenda but in only my coffee. Speaking of coffee, cream is also a goner in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I do not eat anything processed, frozen or fatty… no lie! Trust when I say I miss it, but it has not touched my lips. (well except that one cheddar cheesy biscuit from Red Lobster!)&lt;br /&gt;I do eat bread, but only whole wheat and prefer tortillas if possible.&lt;br /&gt;I am not eating anything made with white flour… staying away from all things white! (This means no bagels on Friday, which has been hard especially here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest motivation is  ! I mean really the bikini is totally inspiring no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I plan on stepping my game up at the gym. I feel stronger, have more agility but I am still lagging behind. I plan to stick to my diet, but do more cardio next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since today is my “off day”, I plan on celebrating with two glasses of wine by my husband’s side at a bar for a much needed date night. I think our last one was in February; yeah that was a long time ago. So tonight, we are off to a local bar with yummy appetizers (for me, Mike wont eat), good beer and wine… sounds like heaven!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-2646856771954534634?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/2646856771954534634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/05/motivation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/2646856771954534634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/2646856771954534634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/05/motivation.html' title='Motivation...'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-9170338257000043695</id><published>2009-04-28T15:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T15:41:02.715-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eye candy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>So yummy, so yummy...</title><content type='html'>(in case you are unclear, title is refering to a Yo Gabba Gabba song, but ever so appropriate!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329829266205223970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/Sfdbep2krCI/AAAAAAAAAWc/HMvrsXHBYp4/s320/eye+candy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-9170338257000043695?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/9170338257000043695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-yummy-so-yummy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/9170338257000043695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/9170338257000043695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-yummy-so-yummy.html' title='So yummy, so yummy...'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/Sfdbep2krCI/AAAAAAAAAWc/HMvrsXHBYp4/s72-c/eye+candy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-6332031462912609969</id><published>2009-04-27T13:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T14:21:49.768-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swine flu'/><title type='text'>Swine, not fine and definitely crosses the line….</title><content type='html'>I’m hot and delirious. Its 95 degrees and I am wearing all black… yeah stupid, but I didn’t expect 95 degree weather in April. I like Summer, but I LOVE Spring so much more… Mother Nature can you please consider giving us Spring for a few more weeks?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps then the abrupt transition from winter work attire could have been smoother. Today is a total capri pants and sandals day, but how much of an idiot would I be to wear that to my office? A big one!&lt;br /&gt;Although, I am feeling pretty good that my black (not summer appropriate) pants are falling off of me. I do not kid! These pants once hugged my curves (and rolls) but now are barely hanging on my hips. Should be a good thing right!??! It is, but I must confess I have not worked out since Wednesday. Yeah I should feel bad and that voice that I used to hear (my trainer’s) has been silenced somehow… only to be traded in for my hubby’s incessant nagging about the gym and my commitment level. I have begun to ignore him as well.  I am hoping to find an increased energy boost today at the gym. I am hoping that I see some major results that will cause me to rejoice when I see them!s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Energy has left the building with motivation, can someone stop them and ship him back to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.cdc.gov/swineflu/"&gt;Swine flu&lt;/a&gt; has put a slight damper on my travel plans, maybe more than slight… its officially cancelled. The &lt;a href="http://www.1913intel.com/2009/04/18/grisly-slayings-brings-mexican-drug-war-to-us/"&gt;drug/gang wars &lt;/a&gt;didn’t scare me, but masks and quarantine most certainly do! What are the odds that Mike and I finally plan a &lt;strong&gt;MUCH NEEDED&lt;/strong&gt; vacation and we pick a country that is infected with a pandemic disease? I read the article in the Post yesterday afternoon and then Mike and I obsessively watched CNN almost expecting an airplane to be issuing masks from the sky. I was shocked to when we watched the local news and Swine flu got a 2.1 second plug. Yeah, that still is not enough to deter my obsession and secretly plan an emergency plan. We currently do not have one and I am guessing now is a fine time to start one. Until, I feel ok with traveling next to potentially contagious individuals I will postpone my family vacation at sea. This by no means gives me an excuse to not buy the bikini… because I will be in that suit this summer, even if I replace the white sand with concrete and the clear warm waters with chlorinated blue ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen Energy? I am still waiting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-6332031462912609969?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/6332031462912609969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/swine-not-fine-and-definitely-crosses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/6332031462912609969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/6332031462912609969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/swine-not-fine-and-definitely-crosses.html' title='Swine, not fine and definitely crosses the line….'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-5170179357272627155</id><published>2009-04-24T16:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T16:15:21.132-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting fit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Losin&apos; It'/><title type='text'>New video ....</title><content type='html'>I was on &lt;a href="http://letstalklive.tv/n_videoplayer.cfm?video=ltlweek5losinit042309.wmv&amp;amp;id=227"&gt;TV &lt;/a&gt;yesterday with my dashing hubby. It was lots of fun and having Mike around made it more of an experience. I got a lot of good chuckles in; Mike stole the show, but of course he did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were slated to go on 3rd, but due to some scheduling shifts we went on first! It was intense, but you would never have noticed how stressed I was. Doug said I was an inspiration and I melted, right on camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letstalklive.tv/n_videoplayer.cfm?video=ltlweek5losinit042309.wmv&amp;amp;id=227"&gt;Take a look&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-5170179357272627155?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/5170179357272627155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-video.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/5170179357272627155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/5170179357272627155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-video.html' title='New video ....'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-7648020996828077381</id><published>2009-04-21T17:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T17:29:52.578-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trainer'/><title type='text'>Never ever tell your trainer you are bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;…or ace your fitness tests (I sucked compared to most but doubled my results)… cause you will barely walk the next day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The work outs are intense, but I am also less out of breath. I actually ran the entire ¾ of a mile at 5.0, except the last stretch… but seriously I kicked it up a notch. I get so bored on the treadmill… or maybe running isn’t my thing. He seems to not allow the bike for warm-up. I had a trainer once that was such a penis, he was crazy militant but still put up with my bullshit… he let me warm up on the bike since I whined about hating the treadmill. This same trainer let the push ups slide, hence the 8 I did the first day at The Verve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I told Mike I was bored of the other work out and I really was, I wasn’t showing off or anything I just didn’t feel challenged anymore. So he sent me a killer workout I will be trying tonight. The problem is I can barely move my arms, since yesterday’s workout was intense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOD 'chickentender'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warm up - Run 1/2 mile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'chickentender'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;50 sit ups&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;50 bent over rows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;50 sit ups&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;50 push ups&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;50 sit ups&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;50 bicep curls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;50 burpees/sprawls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;50 bench dips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For time&lt;br /&gt;(we did something like this yesterday... intense)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am making mega progress and I feel damn good despite my monthly visitor trying to hold me down. I have stayed away from chocolate like the plague and when I craved yummy frozen mango Margaritas, I skipped dinner. I did! Its sounds awful but I knew that I could not do both. I wasn’t hungry anyways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get really serious these next 6 weeks… since I am Mexico bound. We are packing up the family and taking a vacation (much needed)! If I am going to fit into my dream bikini I need to stay away from temptation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327259774539516978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/Se46ijenzDI/AAAAAAAAAWE/gqXzRem1NYI/s320/bikini.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-7648020996828077381?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/7648020996828077381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/never-ever-tell-your-trainer-you-are.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/7648020996828077381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/7648020996828077381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/never-ever-tell-your-trainer-you-are.html' title='Never ever tell your trainer you are bored'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/Se46ijenzDI/AAAAAAAAAWE/gqXzRem1NYI/s72-c/bikini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-1410015349293858721</id><published>2009-04-17T16:42:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T17:00:25.340-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting fit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='results'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Losin&apos; It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trainer'/><title type='text'>The results are in....</title><content type='html'>Totally quick post to recap my first 4 weeks on Losin' It.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know the numbers that I started with but yesterday I found out I am down 15 total inches, 3 in my waist! I am also down 3% body fat!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a fitness stand point we also re-took our 1-mile run test and push-ups and sit up tests. (It tests how fast you can run the mile and how many you can do in a minute)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be honest so dont laugh. Ya know what the hell go ahead and laugh at me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Verve /After Verve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Mile Test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BV-18 mins  AV-13 mins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Push ups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BV- 8!!!! (i think I lied and it was 5)  AV- 43 (not a lie, I was totally pushing up!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit ups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BV- 33  AV- 68&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting better! I was so proud of myself! Hello summer body... we are getting closer to the goal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you love how my skinny self, must have a martini and fab jewelry!?! Cause that is how I roll!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 392px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.andreadams.com/assets/watermark%20files/model_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-1410015349293858721?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/1410015349293858721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/results-are-in.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/1410015349293858721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/1410015349293858721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/results-are-in.html' title='The results are in....'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-6879684061105730644</id><published>2009-04-16T14:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T15:01:38.655-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lack of motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PMS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cravings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting fit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Losin&apos; It'/><title type='text'>Survival at its finest</title><content type='html'>So I am due to start getting ready for the gym in about 15 minutes. This week has flown by but I have been so crank ALL week. I have been extremely low motivation with all things working out, but I still have gone to the gym every day! You have no idea how much I cant wait for tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I extra unmotivated, I am PMS’ing and kind of crabby! I am totally wishing it would rain chocolate... ok maybe not rain but pour chocolate very gently into my mouth! Big huge buckets of milk chocolate! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.blisstree.com/chocolatebytes/files/2006/10/chocolate01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am surviving one second at a time, pretending my fat free &lt;s&gt;cardboard &lt;/s&gt;strawberry yogurt is a strawberry sundae. Its not really working but at least I haven’t asked my M&amp;amp;M addicted cohorts to share the bag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been harder than any of the others so far. My motivation is way down and I am so over the gym. On a positive note, my clothing is looser and my co-workers have been &lt;s&gt;buttering me up &lt;/s&gt;telling me I lost weight. On a side note, how does one react to that? I smile mostly and then tear into my healthy lunch. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I paid my Doc a visit on Tuesday, as a follow up from last month (I’m so mad I never wrote about it!). I’ll keep it brief, a month ago I went to see him because I felt fat, low energy and totally thought it was a health issue not my lazy ass’ fault! So he ran some tests and the results pointed straight to laziness not the thyroid or whatever other illness I had made up. He told me to eat better and try to be more active (and take Iron since that was a bit low)… so the show landed on my door step a week after I met him and it made sense to accept the challenge. Anyways, my point cause I have one is that 4 weeks ago I weighed 182 and Tuesday I weighed 174! That is an 8lb loss!! He was thrilled and so happy; you would have thought he won the lotto. He couldn’t believe I was on a show, I swear he is telling everyone he knows right now! He motivated me to get on a show to lose weight! That is exactly what he thinks! (and he kinda did) The numbers 182 scared me… I was like wow… this is big (for me). I had never weighed that much before except when I had 2 growing &lt;s&gt;aliens &lt;/s&gt;babies inside of me. (Weighing in at 6.6 and 6 lbs each, I had an excuse 14 months ago today I don’t)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so forget all that talk about chocolate, how about a pillow? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://kateschmate.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/go-to-gym-pillow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-6879684061105730644?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/6879684061105730644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-i-am-due-to-start-getting-ready-for.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/6879684061105730644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/6879684061105730644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-i-am-due-to-start-getting-ready-for.html' title='Survival at its finest'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-6849380585196208053</id><published>2009-04-14T22:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:24:04.200-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my boys'/><title type='text'>2 little reasons that keep me going</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SeVFADSsm2I/AAAAAAAAAVI/epss8rV08C0/s1600-h/Corey+swing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SeVFADSsm2I/AAAAAAAAAVI/epss8rV08C0/s320/Corey+swing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324738001621523298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SeVE_zfn4xI/AAAAAAAAAVA/7bXWtBuRfKo/s1600-h/Brady+chocolate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SeVE_zfn4xI/AAAAAAAAAVA/7bXWtBuRfKo/s320/Brady+chocolate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324737997380772626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am getting healthy for you... so I can keep up after you and set a good example.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-6849380585196208053?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/6849380585196208053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/2-little-reasons-that-keep-me-going.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/6849380585196208053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/6849380585196208053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/2-little-reasons-that-keep-me-going.html' title='2 little reasons that keep me going'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SeVFADSsm2I/AAAAAAAAAVI/epss8rV08C0/s72-c/Corey+swing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-3612883367325823876</id><published>2009-04-13T14:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T14:23:46.937-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newport News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insurance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my girls'/><title type='text'>Keep my girl in your thoughts and prayers</title><content type='html'>I’ve tried to write this entry 10 times over. I am not sure where to begin or how to write about this situation that clearly has affected me, but to no comparison to how it affected her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my closest friends is going through hell of a lot of pain right now. She is 3.5 hours away and relatively alone, except for the handful of friends she knows. On Saturday night, her apartment burned down. To a crisp, zilch as in nothing left! Everything she owned is gone! Thankfully she is safe and walked away uninjured but all of her belongings are gone. I called her as soon as I got the email yesterday and she cried; she is broken, worried and now homeless. I thank God for leaving her unscathed but I am worried about her. I worry about how she will recover, how she will pull all the pieces together. I don’t deny that she is very strong, but this is a big deal and something that will be hard to live through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, she has renter’s insurance and while she is unclear of what will logistically happen next or when the adjuster will come… she is lucky that she recently renewed. She doesn’t have the highest policy on the market, but anything is better than nothing. I am relived my dear friend is responsible. After talking to her yesterday and offering help and reassurance it hit me that we didn’t have insurance. It was like a ton of bricks hit me, I never thought things like this really happened. I may not be the most responsible; I am also not stupid I signed up for insurance in less than an hour from hearing her news. We are now insured, but it makes me mad that it took her misfortune to cause a reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have offered everything I can to her and will put together a care package to help her get through the next few days and weeks. Her closest friend in the area has offered her home and I am sure everything and anything else she needs to get by right now. I ask that you pray for her and send good vibes her way, she needs it now more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will share an expert from her email:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Happy Easter!  I'm writing an email to you to give you a quick update,&lt;br /&gt;first because I don't know how to say this over the phone, but also because my&lt;br /&gt;cell phone has lost its charge.  Last night my apartment complex caught&lt;br /&gt;fire.  My roommate, his girlfriend, and I were all there, when around&lt;br /&gt;10:45, I started to hear a loud banging on the doors and people yelling&lt;br /&gt;"Fire!"  Thankfully, we got out in time to see the back end of our complex&lt;br /&gt;in flames, but suffer no injuries.  Over 72 units were "affected," mine is&lt;br /&gt;completely destroyed, and thankfully, so far it seems as though no one was&lt;br /&gt;injured in the blaze.  I am staying at xxxx house for now, until everything&lt;br /&gt;sinks in and I start to get things figured out.  I went to the American Red&lt;br /&gt;Cross this morning and they were able to provide me with money to help pay for&lt;br /&gt;food and clothing.  I am starting to feel really good about my propensity&lt;br /&gt;to keep a fully stocked trunk, but have a feeling my work shoes won't look so&lt;br /&gt;cute with the workout clothes I have back there!!  In the meantime, I am&lt;br /&gt;happy to report that I am safe and healthy.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep her in your thoughts! If this serves as a lesson to anyone, please insure your property/belongings as you never know what will happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wvec.com/news/newportnews/stories/wvec_local_041209_nnaptfire.c95e49ff.html"&gt;News article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-3612883367325823876?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/3612883367325823876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/keep-my-girl-in-your-thoughts-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/3612883367325823876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/3612883367325823876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/keep-my-girl-in-your-thoughts-and.html' title='Keep my girl in your thoughts and prayers'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-1733527081824987849</id><published>2009-04-10T13:51:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T14:02:00.066-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='make-up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coupons and savings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E.L.F cosmetics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Premium almost designer make up for $1</title><content type='html'>I got this email yesterday and I am sorry I didn't think to share sooner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://blog.couponmountain.com/uploads/2008/05/elf-cosmetics.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop what you are doing and go to &lt;a href="http://www.eyeslipsface.com/Default.asp"&gt;E.L.F's website.&lt;/a&gt; They were recently bought out by Nordstrom so all their swag is $1. I am not kidding!! Premium items for your eyes, lips and face for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ONE &lt;/span&gt;Dollar!!!&lt;/strong&gt; I of course bought some much needed summer makeup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deals worth mentioning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you spend $75 or more = &lt;em&gt;free shipping&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$25 or more use coupon code - freebrush = &lt;em&gt;a &lt;strong&gt;FREE&lt;/strong&gt; 5 piece brush set in a cute bag&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you buy their Minerals product line, which is already deeply discounted... with this code - Egmina you get &lt;em&gt;50% OFF &lt;/em&gt;the mineral line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My order is in route via fed ex and I only used standard shipping! My tracker tells me that I should be a proud owner for 35 new pieces of make-up tomorrow morning! Now that is service and its basically &lt;strong&gt;FREE&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eyeslipsface.com/Default.asp"&gt;click here to buy E.L.F cosmetics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy shopping!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-1733527081824987849?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/1733527081824987849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/premium-almost-designer-make-up-for-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/1733527081824987849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/1733527081824987849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/premium-almost-designer-make-up-for-1.html' title='Premium almost designer make up for $1'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-8628262291081609798</id><published>2009-04-10T12:10:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T12:34:03.478-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach bod'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eye candy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting fit'/><title type='text'>What I will buy ....</title><content type='html'>...when I lose all the weight and tone my body to make it beach ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323096424085915010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/Sd9v_qbLBYI/AAAAAAAAASY/9DjVydtqPQ8/s200/bikini.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-8628262291081609798?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/8628262291081609798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-i-will-buy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/8628262291081609798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/8628262291081609798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-i-will-buy.html' title='What I will buy ....'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/Sd9v_qbLBYI/AAAAAAAAASY/9DjVydtqPQ8/s72-c/bikini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-9039488316205330155</id><published>2009-04-10T09:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T10:35:29.732-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting fit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Losin&apos; It'/><title type='text'>Visualize the fat melting away...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/21/34645721_2e2fc003ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/21/34645721_2e2fc003ec.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I lost 5lbs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I literally jumped with joy when I saw the scale reading 175.2!!!&lt;br /&gt;March 26 - 177&lt;br /&gt;April 2nd - 180&lt;br /&gt;April 9th - 175&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's work out sucked, my body was revolting and my heart was singing "Achy Breakie Heart" and it wasn't about a break up... it was literally broken. I made the mistake of sharing with the trainer that I ran at 6.0 for a minute.. (left out the fall though).. so he made me run at 6.0 with a incline of 4 for 1.5 minutes = death!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say my diet and healthy eating paid off! I totally was eating so much better this week, lots of lean protein, fruits and veggies. I also worked out 5 days a week, 2 with a trainer. I am proud of myself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-9039488316205330155?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/9039488316205330155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/visualize-fat-melting-away.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/9039488316205330155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/9039488316205330155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/visualize-fat-melting-away.html' title='Visualize the fat melting away...'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/21/34645721_2e2fc003ec_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-3163569882827783404</id><published>2009-04-09T10:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T10:55:14.370-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting fit'/><title type='text'>Me Vs. the treadmill...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f271/disabirdie/CAUTION049-1.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I originally decided to never share this story but I woke up today and decided what the hell. I shared it with every one at work and a few of my friends… everyone needs a good laugh, right?!? I aim for laughter every time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so here goes, this is better than sitting on the leather couch and sharing with a therapist. Lat night Blanca and I were working out for the 2nd day in a row. (pat on the back my dear!) I was broken, sore like a wounded duck but Wednesday’s aren’t my off day so we set out to sweat some fat away. We hop on the treadmill as usual and I start slow and finally work my way up to 4.2 (ha thrilling) and Blanca mentions something about these “quick buttons”. I look down and see a button for 2, 4, and 6. I think it means 2, 4, or 6 more notches of speed.. I tap the number 6, prepared to run/fast jog at 4.8. Low and behold the machine cranked up to 6.0!!! WTF?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t panic and I was too proud to stop so I ran for 1.3 minutes at this exuberantly high speed. I don’t know what happened next… it happened so fast (6.0 is too damn fast) but my foot lost its footing and I was hanging for dear life. My left foot was fluttering in the wind and my right side was hugging the railing. (Not for long mind you) I am in total panic/Superwoman mode… trying to get back on and continue I forgot Blanca is there watching me, until I hear her laughing and yelling “Let go!!!” (add stupid, cause you know she was thinking it!) I did let go and somehow scrapped my knee on the belt. As I sat on the ground defeated and in total shock, the first thing out of my mouth was “Don’t tell Mike, you promise!?!” of course my loyal sister says she wouldn’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get up and continue with my work out, thinking about the email I received a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dqQGT8bZt5I"&gt;Click here to view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell much more gracefully, thank you! BUT I still fell… did I mention I am uncoordinated? I guess we know who won this battle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 treadmill 0 Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.teamsugar.com/files/upl1/1/12981/50_2008/fef62d72d9bd0506_treadmill.xlarge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tip of the week:&lt;/strong&gt; Don’t be cheap! I went to Target yesterday to pick up a scale, as &lt;s&gt;strongly urged &lt;/s&gt;advised by my Nutritionist. She &lt;s&gt;put a gun to my head &lt;/s&gt;made me promise yesterday that I would weigh in daily… anyways, I tried but &lt;a href="http://www.kaboodle.com/hi/img/c/0/0/2c/7/AAAADNpLc3oAAAAAACx94w.png"&gt;my purchase of $7.99&lt;/a&gt; was awful! I guess it doesn’t matter that they have been in business since 1851 they kinda suck. Mike asked “Why would you buy an analog one?” I wanted to save money and didn’t need the fancy gadgets. He compared my purchase to buying a walkman vs. an iPod. Go figure. So my cheapy scale told me I lost 5 lbs, but Mike said it wasn’t to be trusted! So back to Target I shall go… to splurge on &lt;a href="https://www.sales-innovations.com/images/products/899_large.jpg"&gt;the fancy talking model&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-3163569882827783404?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/3163569882827783404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/me-vs-treadmill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/3163569882827783404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/3163569882827783404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/me-vs-treadmill.html' title='Me Vs. the treadmill...'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-2687235637792908776</id><published>2009-04-08T11:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T11:37:18.464-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting fit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Losin&apos; It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight gain'/><title type='text'>Who said 3 was a lucky number?!?!</title><content type='html'>So on Monday, I was up &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THREE &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;pounds from the original 177lbs that I weighed before I subjected myself to this getting fit challenge! WTF!?! That is an extra pound from my Thursday weigh-in.  These 3 pounds totally piss me off, so much that I didn’t even want to write about it but I guess that is part of the reality and part of why I am doing this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been so good, making sure to write everything down that I put in my mouth. I have cut out all white sugars, all chocolate… all the fun stuff. I make Mike hide when he eats ice cream… drastic I know, but if he ate only one I wouldn’t mind… it’s the third one in a row that always hits my tummy like a pang. BUT I have been so good, rejecting temptation, turning down bad food choices for the better good of my body. I didn’t drink this weekend, not that I am a big drinker anyways but the Corona’s were flowin’ and I said no. (Reality: No one asked me but I had made up my mind already) I even worked out over the weekend; I am doing cardio and weight training FIVE days a week. Seriously, can’t my pounds and fat just go away? I am offering a buy one get one free special just in time for weigh in tomorrow… any takers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the positive side, I am more conscious of my eats and I am getting to the gym. The workouts are getting harder, but my endurance is up. I can do &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FIFETEEN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pushups with ease now! I can do squats like a champ and make my bum go back like I am sitting but still keeping my posture.(the Verve posture mind you!)  I’ll let you in on a secret, I am totally uncoordinated and if I over think new exercises I get caught up in the hoopla I lose my form… but I have been practicing and I am getting so good (better!?!) that I am even teaching my sister. I have a work out buddy and she is reaping in the benefits of the newer ME! Its been great, cause she keeps me on my toes and I am even working out an hour a night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our crucial sweating (work-out) session last night with Blanca; I decided I wasn’t hungry but I still needed to eat… so I made a yummy smoothie! Totally healthy and totally less than 400 calories = win-win! Of course, I spilled ¼ (maybe ½) of it all over me and the floor, cabinets and places I didn’t clean. Ugh! Did I mention I was uncoordinated?!? So not only was I forced into the shower with out a couch break after my intense sweating and grunting hour long work out, I had to squat to clean my mess!! I managed to salvage most of it (gross!) but I still was quite peeved that I had a mess to clean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can barely sit today, thanks to my overindulgence with squats last night… I can’t carry my purse on my shoulder and I am walking like an injured duck BUT pain is good… right!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I told you about my pedometer aka known as my beeper? It’s clipped to my hip and the goal is to walk 10,000 steps daily. I didn’t accidentally add a 0 it’s really 10K steps. While I respect my Nutritionist’s opinion and advice, she fails to realize that I work at a desk for 8-9 hours a day. I can barely get 7000 in on a good day (this said day I had to take the stairs every time and park in Nantucket). I mentioned my frustrations to her and she suggested I walk to and from work to gain more steps. Again something I wish I could do… but again I am constantly on a timed schedule (hello I have twins!!) and a leisure stroll to and fro work is not an option. Sure, I live 2 miles from home, which means I would have to leave &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WAY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; before my nanny got to my house to get to work on time and then leave at 5 (way before my boss approves) to relieve her… um, no thanks! I am all for life changes and I have made plenty and I &lt;strong&gt;KNOW &lt;/strong&gt;more are coming but walking every day to and from work is just not an option right now. I still have responsibilities with my family and work needs me since I am talking 5 hours a week off to participate in the program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the reality of this all… I wish I could report the fat was melting off and I was still eating brownie sundaes but it hasn’t been that easy for me. I remain invested in the long term goal of being healthy and I am visualizing the fat and weight melting off. &lt;strong&gt; Its GOING TO HAPPEN!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-2687235637792908776?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/2687235637792908776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/who-said-3-was-lucky-number.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/2687235637792908776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/2687235637792908776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/who-said-3-was-lucky-number.html' title='Who said 3 was a lucky number?!?!'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-1084798855751179128</id><published>2009-04-03T15:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T15:56:28.753-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='C-Lo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jlo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting fit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trainer'/><title type='text'>Day off!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have been awarded a day off from working out!!!! (yip-pee, woo-hoo and every other emotion possible) I think my body was very close to revolting, my muscles with their picket signs were not that far behind. Yesterday's work out was a killer and the scale was a total let down... I'm up 2 lbs! WTF!!?!?!?!? &amp;amp;%^&amp;amp;*^&amp;amp;*^ I was very diplomatic on camera and they gave me the "muscle weighs more than fat" crap... but still I am bummed. I have been sweating for 7 whole days, didnt my body want to give back some fat!?! clearly not. I had to work out extra hard to save face, even though I am eating better and totally donning sports bras nightly and going to my gym... I had to work harder since I didnt lose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think Mike totally makes the televised work outs harder than the non-TV ones. I was sweating from glands I didnt know existed. He also makes us do unattractive movements on TV... the banana sit up; are you serious you want me to shoot up like that?!? what!?? When 5:15 rolled around and he declared the assult on our bodies over, I wanted to kiss his feet... he cut us loose early! But Vicki pipes up asking for more... what?!!? I cursed her with love and quietly while very secretly hating her. She is like a super athlete, where was Michelle to hold me down!? (I dont hate her by the way, I hate her agility to keep going and I dont think poorly of Michelle we are just on the same page of agility) I revolted, if she wanted to run a mile... she had my blessing! Yo go Girl! I was anxious to leave the gym and get home to relax. Knowing that I had today off made me more giddy and anxious to start as soon as I got home. I rewarded myself with back to back episodes of the New York housewives after some TLC from my men. it felt good to veg, ONE WHOLE WEEK without my remote! (sniff-sniff)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am giddy with excitement and have no idea what I will do tonight, maybe catch up on more TV while I am figuring out a meal that is 758.5 calories... maybe I'll have a glass of wine = 83 calories, which leaves me 675.5 for food. all the math and equations!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will leave you with my inspiration for the week (she looks damn good for having twins, just days apart from me) Everyone always says you cant be like celebrities since they have trainers, nutritionists... etc.... well guess what so do I!!! &lt;strong&gt;C-Lo in training!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;( I will wear white this summer after my extreme makeover... repeat x3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320554341902583362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SdZn_AVEBkI/AAAAAAAAARQ/YKtHq9lZ3Xk/s200/jlo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-1084798855751179128?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/1084798855751179128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/1084798855751179128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/1084798855751179128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-off.html' title='Day off!!!'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SdZn_AVEBkI/AAAAAAAAARQ/YKtHq9lZ3Xk/s72-c/jlo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-9197972759916556338</id><published>2009-04-02T14:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T14:32:17.019-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autism speaks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nutritionist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting fit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food choices'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Losin&apos; It'/><title type='text'>Lights camera action... mini Thursday update</title><content type='html'>This morning I met with the Nutritionist, &lt;a href="http://www.katherinetallmadge.com/"&gt;Katherine Tallmedge&lt;/a&gt;. As usual she was lovely, we discussed my food diary and I shared with her some of my new food knowledge. I definitely made some major changes this week. To start I am eating breakfast at a more natural time and I am making better choices in general. She suggested a diet of 1600 calories for me. Counting calories and reading labels is unnatural for me. I have never counted calories; I always found that task to be mundane and a tad obsessive. Maybe this is why I am not skinny!!! Calorie counting commenced today and let me tell you, wow, no idea!!! I have only witnessed a small preview, but I can already see the obsession with &lt;a href="http://caloriecount.about.com/calories-cucumber-i11205"&gt;calorie counter&lt;/a&gt; (this site rocks!) only because I have to track the caloric value of my meals. Truth be told, I am still on the fence... if calorie counting is a life long commitment... more to follow as our relationship grows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After leaving Katherine, I headed to the news studio. I was amped and a bit nervous. I had ran all kinds of scenarios in my head and had lots of witty answers prepared. As I waited for my turn, I decided that this is going to easy and I did not need to over stress. I shortly discovered that I had a 4 minute interview, after a 1.5 minutes video clip of our first work out. (Fun! Just what I feared!) I totally had never been live on TV before, I was anxious and so worried about my outfit for days. Ironically, I ended up just throwing something on (that I did not like the way it looked on TV)! I also expected lots of lights, cameras and someone screaming action. Lights yes, Cameras yes, but the action was missing! Instead, there was lots of pointing and lamanated cue cards... but still the experience was still very amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four minutes went by so fast! Melanie, the host subbing for Natasha (since Natasha is on vacay somewhere sunny and fun) was so nice and warmed me right up during the commercial break. We discussed my week, diet and work out plans. I kept it light and I had a blast. I am still waiting for someone to pinch me. (is this a dream?!?!) I met some &lt;a href="http://www.autismspeaks.org/about_us.php"&gt;very nice ladies&lt;/a&gt; there talking about Autism; they were encouraging me to &lt;a href="http://www.potomac5k.org/"&gt;run a 5K&lt;/a&gt;; which sounds fab but very intimidating. I told their publicist I would email her… and I will once I think about it. In the meantime, please go check out &lt;a href="http://www.potomac5k.org/"&gt;the cause,&lt;/a&gt; after perusing their website I decided if I run 5K it would be for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://letstalklive.tv/n_videoplayer.cfm?video=ltllosinit040209.wmv&amp;amp;id=196"&gt;my video&lt;/a&gt; of today’s show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m off to see my Trainer for weigh-in numero 1. I hope all my hard work pays off on that scale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here if you missed the first one - &lt;a href="http://letstalklive.tv/n_videoplayer.cfm?video=ltllosinit040209.wmv&amp;amp;id=196"&gt;My Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-9197972759916556338?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/9197972759916556338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/lights-camera-action-mini-thursday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/9197972759916556338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/9197972759916556338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/lights-camera-action-mini-thursday.html' title='Lights camera action... mini Thursday update'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-1653507343179404694</id><published>2009-04-01T15:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T16:02:28.437-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting fit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food choices'/><title type='text'>Cheesecake = Evil</title><content type='html'>We had a 10th Anniversary celebration today at the office… my co-workers got a cheesecake from the Factory!!! The best cheesecake on earth! The cheesecake we ate to celebrate my birthday every year growing up and the same cake that we celebrated the twins’ birth with, but I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a test… a test of my dedication. I immediately decided I had to get something to join in or I would cave. My friend suggested having a small piece, after all its life and I can’t hide from cheesecake parties. I countered her immediately (who the fug is this new Celinda?) saying I couldn’t! Its weigh in day tomorrow… God forbid I ate cheesecake the day before a weigh-in. I have been working so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipping out on the party wasn’t an option and missing a party is just not my steez. I also cant be the only one not eating at the party… again the way I operate. So after lunch I went to the grocery store and bought a pound of fresh strawberries and a can of light fat free whipped cream. (of course that is not all I bought) I made it back in time to join the party with my plate of fresh berries and extra calories in cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cake looked delish, but the berries were yummy and a whole lot less of a mess on my thighs! I am slowly getting reprogrammed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-1653507343179404694?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/1653507343179404694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/cheesecak-evil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/1653507343179404694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/1653507343179404694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/cheesecak-evil.html' title='Cheesecake = Evil'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-8323387139351815821</id><published>2009-04-01T11:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T12:04:11.031-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nutritionist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting fit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Losin&apos; It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trainer'/><title type='text'>Losin' It - Day 2</title><content type='html'>When I walked in to The Verve, on Monday I felt prepared. Kind of like a school girl who did her homework and eager to share with her teacher. Mike (my teacher/trainer) was great, he listened to me talk about my treadmill times and my food choices. I learned a few things before, Michelle joined us. (Of course this school girl showed up early to talk to her teacher!) Mike showed me that I was not eating early enough to get my metabolism started. I used to wait until I was hungry to eat, typically after 9am which is 3 hours from rising. Apparently not good! He gave me some easy breakfast recipes that I immediately implemented on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Michelle arrived, the chatter ceased and we got to work! Hopping on the treadmill was less intimidating this time, maybe the fact the camera’s weren’t rolling didn’t hurt either. I managed to do the warm up without heaving or going into a state of cardiac distress. &lt;a href="http://www.vervehealthandfitness.com/savitch.html"&gt;Mike &lt;/a&gt;totally put us to work; the work out hurt every muscle possible! The squats, the lunges, the push-ups and sit-ups were killer! Our intense training didn’t stop there; we had an arm work out that made my muscles shake. It was great to have Michelle along side of me going through the same motions. It’s incredible to have a trainer help you with form and posture but nothing beats the camaraderie of another individual grunting to your same tune. I think I even thanked her when it was all over! The work out kicked my butt, but I felt a tad bit closer to my goal and just a smidgen stronger than I did Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After leaving the gym, we went to the studio to meet with our nutritionist. This was my first time speaking with &lt;a href="http://www.dietsimple.info/katherine_tallmadge.html"&gt;Katherine&lt;/a&gt; and I must say I love her. She is spunky, funny and so positive. I instantaneously clicked with her and scheduled an appointment to have some more one on one time for Thursday. In our short time together, she took the time to get to know me and shared some tips. I ordered a pedometer, per her request and will start walking more. She is right after all, I do not walk enough! I also started a food diary for her, since her requires more information; I will use her format and share it with Mike as well. She was so positive and feels very strongly that I will be successful on the show; I left our meeting very energized and excited for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been reading her book, &lt;a href="http://www.dietsimple.info/"&gt;Diet Simple&lt;/a&gt; and she has some great tips to make life changes. She has great recipes, that I can’t wait to try; including one from &lt;a href="http://www.bravotv.com/Top_Chef/season/5/bios/bios.php?c=carla"&gt;Carla Hall &lt;/a&gt;of Top Chef fame. I love that Katherine is a Washingtonian and that she has included recipes of some of the local restaurants.  I am so lucky to have landed this amazing opportunity!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-8323387139351815821?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/8323387139351815821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/losin-it-day-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/8323387139351815821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/8323387139351815821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/losin-it-day-2.html' title='Losin&apos; It - Day 2'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-8438338920006729273</id><published>2009-04-01T09:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T09:34:38.716-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend wrap up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting fit'/><title type='text'>A very delayed weekend dish</title><content type='html'>Before I write about my Losin’ It experience thus far, I want to say that working out totally cuts into blog writing and TV watching time. My lazy butt (old me) watched a lot of TV, but somehow I have not found the time to catch up on my DVR this week. So, the Housewives of NYC, 90210, Grey’s Anatomy, Celebrity Apprentice and the Bad Girls are all waiting for me… ever so patiently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was chaotic and so rewarding. Yes I cheated a bit… I was tempted with decadent chocolate flowing from a fountain and some very fancy aged super special Patron tequila. It was a rare weekend that found us committed to the celebration of a baby’s birth (soon to be) and one of my BFF’s birthdays. I think over all, I handled it well, I indulged but not overly and I had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of all I actually got my ass to the gym! I really did… now I didn’t run/walk or even any slight combination of that for 25 minutes… as my homework stipulated but I did get to the gym and actually worked up a sweat. (2 -16 and 20 minutes stints on Saturday and Sunday aren’t bad for this out of shape Momma) Not only did I take the time for me, I watched everything I ate (and wrote it down), that made it so much harder to overindulge. On top of all this I even psycho cleaned our home (with Mike's help) and I gave away 2 bags of clothing! I had loads of energy and my closet was bothering me.  I had clothes that I had not worn in 2 years or stuff I bought this year I hated and knew I would not have to ever where again … thanks &lt;a href="http://www.vervehealthandfitness.com/savitch.html"&gt;Mike&lt;/a&gt;! (its weird when I write Mike, cause it automatically triggers thoughts of my husband, but I am really talking about &lt;a href="http://www.vervehealthandfitness.com/savitch.html"&gt;my trainer&lt;/a&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After posting my clothing on Freecycle (I’m still obsessed, but it’s a much more contained since I gave away everything that was not nailed down one weekend) a nice lady picked them up in less than 10 minutes!!! She was ever so grateful and I was excited to be of service. I helped her load her car and I went to throw the trash out. (this is where it gets tricky… trash is Mike’s thing, not the trainer my husband, lol!!! I never throw out the trash.. EVER!) So I am skipping, to the trash not literally but almost that bouncy, in a totally great mood and I shuck the trash in the bin and what goes with it? My fuggin’ keys!!!!!!!!!!! WTF!?!?! I am pissed and aggravated; I can see the keys so I call my Super Hubby to the rescue. (a little background, this happened to Mike a few months ago and I totally made fun of him for DAYS, especially since he had to climb in to the dumpster) During our 2.5 second call, he stated I’m not climbing in, you are… UGH! As I waited and waited, the man was not in a hurry... I was...  So I found a wire hanger and rigged it … pulled out my keys! Situation handled by my lonesome… I felt fabulous as I walked to the gym with my trash dump smelly keys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shots and chocolate aside, I made some major life changes this week. I actually enjoyed it and I was in it. I am in it… to win it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-8438338920006729273?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/8438338920006729273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/very-delayed-weekend-dish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/8438338920006729273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/8438338920006729273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/04/very-delayed-weekend-dish.html' title='A very delayed weekend dish'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-273716389125305101</id><published>2009-03-28T19:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T19:08:57.251-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting fit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food choices'/><title type='text'>Parties make dieting hard...</title><content type='html'>Michelle's baby shower was a success.... we all had such a great time. The food display was incredible and Mary (Michelle's MIL) was a fab-u hostess. I did my very best to not touch the breads and the sweets... but the the chocolate fountain was "fired" up... and I couldnt resist. Yes I had some chocolate!!! it was a humbling experience to write it all down in the food diary. Ugh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-273716389125305101?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/273716389125305101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/parties-make-dieting-hard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/273716389125305101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/273716389125305101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/parties-make-dieting-hard.html' title='Parties make dieting hard...'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-2485372720210860630</id><published>2009-03-28T11:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T11:25:01.904-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><title type='text'>Homework Day 1</title><content type='html'>I was supposed to do my homework last night, but my nose was so stuffy I could not breathe. So I vowed to wake up and do it. I woke up feeling worse!!!! I am sick! We all overslept, so we didnt get out of bed till 8:40! I have a list of To-Dos... I tackled the baking and cooking while feeding the twins. I cleaned up the kitchen and put on gym clothes!!! (proud moment)&lt;br /&gt;I walked to the gym and hopped on the treadmill... I lasted 16 minutes. I walked and jogged.. I could have gone longer, based on stamina... but my nose and sinuses were not cooperating. It was very hot and it was stuffy... my head was on it. I will try and go much longer tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a positive note.... i went!! Now lasting 25 minutes is the next goal... tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-2485372720210860630?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/2485372720210860630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/homework-day-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/2485372720210860630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/2485372720210860630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/homework-day-1.html' title='Homework Day 1'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-7252907802212971848</id><published>2009-03-27T14:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T14:35:16.886-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nutritionist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Losin&apos; It'/><title type='text'>Meet the Nutritionist...</title><content type='html'>I have not met Katherine, yet but I have filled out her questionaire. She was on the show today discussing her plans for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.letstalklive.tv/n_videoplayer.cfm?video=ltllosinit0327.wmv&amp;amp;id=188"&gt;Katherine the Nutritionist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-7252907802212971848?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/7252907802212971848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/meet-nutritionist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/7252907802212971848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/7252907802212971848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/meet-nutritionist.html' title='Meet the Nutritionist...'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-11577476257869374</id><published>2009-03-27T12:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T14:37:04.528-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting fit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Losin&apos; It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trainer'/><title type='text'>I survived... day 1 of Losin' It</title><content type='html'>The commute to the &lt;a href="http://www.vervehealthandfitness.com/index.html"&gt;gym &lt;/a&gt;was a breeze, using metro was easy and while the rain put a damper on things it was still easier than I imagined. I walked into the gym and met Victoria and Cole. She was friendly and her son was just as cute as he appeared on TV. I quickly got dressed and ready to meet &lt;a href="http://www.vervehealthandfitness.com/savitch.html"&gt;Mike&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.letstalklive.tv/showpage.cfm?a=t&amp;amp;id=1"&gt;Natasha&lt;/a&gt;. Both of them were awesome and very nice. Natasha is exactly as you see her on camera, outgoing, beautiful and very nice. &lt;a href="http://www.vervehealthandfitness.com/savitch.html"&gt;Mike&lt;/a&gt; is hip, funny and also very kind hearted. He joked that I would hate him soon, and maybe I will but right now I think he is a pretty funny guy. I also met Michelle, but our interactions were limited and she was all about getting her work out on. The girl means business!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we started with some paperwork and moved on to the measurement room. I didn’t ask for the digits since it doesn’t matter to me right now. He did mention I was symmetrical, which he claims is a good thing. Again, my thoughts are whatever since I know I have a ton of fat to lose. I weighed in at 177.6; which is 5.8 lbs. less than a week ago, but 32.6 lbs more than I was before I got pregnant. 32 pounds does seem astounding, but a much better number than 50! Honestly, my actual weight and all the numbers are minimal to me at this moment; I just want to be able to actually be able to get on the treadmill with out running out of breath. I want to be healthy; the weight will come off if I stay on track that I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did I actually do at the gym? In a nutshell, I got measured, weighed, prick and prodded (well not quite) and tested on my fitness capabilities. It all started with a simple warm – up. Of course, my body revolted! It was completely unhappy with me from jump; to make matters worse it did not cooperate during warm up! My muscles and heart did not want to push themselves for a simple light jog for 10 minutes. I was totally out of breath and completely winded before the day even got started. I took a mini-H20 break and started my fitness test, where I learned I need to start doing push-ups and sit ups at home ASAP. I am awful with push ups; I have gotten away my entire life without having to do them, but I guess that nonsense stops here. The “one mile test” was up next … run or walk he said, but just do it! I did it in 16 minutes and some change; not good, but I mainly walked as fast as I could. Did you know that the faster you move your arms, the faster your legs move? (thanks, &lt;a href="http://www.vervehealthandfitness.com/savitch.html"&gt;Mike&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was challenging to ignore the cameras and realize that I was there to work out, not concentrate on looking good on TV. I am ashamed to admit, I was too concerned with being cute. The camera became intimidating and caused my physical output to be secondary. Sure, I knew cameras would be present, but it is a reality to have a microphone and camera in your face while you are trying to work-out. I learned a lot yesterday, I walked away knowing this is my chance to finally get in motion. I need to be healthier and much more active. A simple warm-up should not have had those results. I am appalled and embarrassed, but I will keep at it. My homework this weekend is to get on the treadmill and stay on it for 25 minutes (or more) and to keep a &lt;a href="http://nomoresnackin.blogspot.com/"&gt;Food Diary&lt;/a&gt;. I am anxiously looking forward till Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-11577476257869374?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/11577476257869374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-survived-day-1-of-losin-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/11577476257869374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/11577476257869374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-survived-day-1-of-losin-it.html' title='I survived... day 1 of Losin&apos; It'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-4353044922995463678</id><published>2009-03-26T20:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T20:42:28.249-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Losin&apos; It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trainer'/><title type='text'>Meet Mike, the Trainer at The Verve Gym</title><content type='html'>I am home from day one at the &lt;a href="http://www.vervehealthandfitness.com/"&gt;gym&lt;/a&gt;, but I am totally still processing and will be back tomorrow with all of my honest thoughts. I am alive and while I am tired, not quite broken... yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Mike our trainer was on &lt;a href="http://www.letstalklive.tv/"&gt;Let's Talk Live&lt;/a&gt;, dishing about the work-outs, the ladies and his techniques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the video and see who I will get to work with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.letstalklive.tv/n_videoplayer.cfm?video=ltllosinit0326.wmv&amp;amp;id=186"&gt;Mike the trainer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-4353044922995463678?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/4353044922995463678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/meet-mike-trainer-at-verve-gym.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/4353044922995463678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/4353044922995463678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/meet-mike-trainer-at-verve-gym.html' title='Meet Mike, the Trainer at The Verve Gym'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-229551313402300421</id><published>2009-03-26T14:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T14:39:55.335-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coupons and savings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting fit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Just a quick Ben Gay and Diaper run</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This is not a post on crazy savings, on Ben Gay and Huggies. I have been totally consumed with “Losin’ It” that coupon clipping has taken a back seat.  (oh the horror, my weekly obsession has taken a back seat) Let me side track a little bit and admit that as much as I love the savings, I am having a hard time organizing the coupons. In less than 3 weeks I went from 5 coupons to 100 (now &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; is an obsession, not only am I buying the Sunday post, I am stealing coupons from my doctor’s office!)  Since my coupon expansion, I have had to take mini breaks in the store's aisles to sort it all out. I’ll walk by a sale and remember a coupon, 10 minutes later I find it or realize that I am crazy and wish I had a coupon. I sound messy and disorganized, but the reality is I have a fancy accordion organizer in my purse and while I have sorted the coupons by type (food, home products, me products, etc). Its just still not working!! I am saving tons don’t get me wrong, but my trips are taking that much longer. Not a good thing for someone with barely any time in general. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to my drugstore run, I can barely breathe today and I am sneezing every few minutes. I feel sick, but totally holding it together. I don’t want people to think I am sick and I have a work out today. Old me would have totally, pulled the “I’m sick” card, but I am saving it for when my muscles are really sore (secret)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, people CVS is ripping you off on Huggies Diapers. $12.99 for 34! Are you kidding me? Considering I was desperate, plus I had a $5.00 off coupon, I rationalized and decided it wasn’t that bad. Seriously, CVS executives that is utterly disgusting! In my quick shopping trip my basket had sinus meds, Advil (liquid gels –with immediate release power for tonight), Ben Gay, and a few travel size items for my gym bag. I know you chuckled at the thought of Ben Gay, but let me be clear here, I have not moved a muscle since 2007!!! I have been a total bump on a log, although I have been quite content and truthfully have had zero free time for fitness, so I know my muscles will ache (aka hate me). Ben Gay apparently has new scents and pretty pink tubes… They are appealing to the inner Paris Hilton in all of us, female athletes. (I know I am stretching it a bit, but let me dream) The tube is not very big so I wonder how this magic little lotion help cure my pains. I guess I will find out tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question of the day: What is in your gym bag? Several people in my office thought my items were odd … so let me share the contents of my cute red French Connection gym bag with patent leather trim – HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sneaks plus socks&lt;br /&gt;Outfit&lt;br /&gt;Make up bag (we are filming remember?!?!)&lt;br /&gt;Make up remover towels (love this invention)&lt;br /&gt;Hair Spray, brush and hair bands&lt;br /&gt;Deodorant, tooth brush and paste&lt;br /&gt;A book (to read on the metro)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is it... that is all I have! I feel like this is quite light and all much needed. Would you agree?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-229551313402300421?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/229551313402300421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-quick-ben-gay-and-diaper-run.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/229551313402300421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/229551313402300421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-quick-ben-gay-and-diaper-run.html' title='Just a quick Ben Gay and Diaper run'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-6298541915561901868</id><published>2009-03-25T16:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T16:13:25.231-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting fit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Losin&apos; It'/><title type='text'>My first on-air LIVE appearence</title><content type='html'>As you know I am  a contestant,  #3 to be exact on the new working-out segment called "Losin' It"! I was totally nervous all morning, thinking of cool funny things to say. You should all know I am a natural entertainer and I wanted to be the cool/funny contestant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please watch my &lt;a href="http://www.letstalklive.tv/n_videoplayer.cfm?video=ltllosinit0325.wmv&amp;amp;id=184"&gt;video &lt;/a&gt;and tell me what you think. Being on Skype was a totally different experience, we had some awkward pauses, but I didn't want to talk to much... and then again not enough. Towards the end of my piece (or 9 minutes of fame) I was starting to feel comfy and like I could really do this all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.letstalklive.tv/n_videoplayer.cfm?video=ltllosinit0325.wmv&amp;amp;id=184"&gt;My video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to meet the other women on show and I strongly suggest you do... please read my blog from yesterday, &lt;a href="http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/meet-other-women.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be my first day at the studio and gym... if I don't die tomorrow from over exertion, considering this will be my first "real" workout in 2 years... I will be here telling you all about it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-6298541915561901868?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/6298541915561901868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-first-on-air-live-appearence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/6298541915561901868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/6298541915561901868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-first-on-air-live-appearence.html' title='My first on-air LIVE appearence'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-87421985010567333</id><published>2009-03-24T17:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:44:25.240-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting fit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Losin&apos; It'/><title type='text'>Meet the other women...</title><content type='html'>Ok so my adoring nickname (Fatty TV) for the show has been replaced with its real name…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Losin’ It”&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, the show is featuring all of the contestants, the nutritionist and the trainer. These women have already worked out once… eeekk… I am behind the curve! From what I heard from their interviews, the workout last week was intense. I better bring my A-game with me Thursday, which will be my first work out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant lie I am becoming a bit nervous and giddy with excitement. Watching the other women made me realize this is real, not one of my dreams. The women all seem really outgoing and friendly – we all share the common goal of losing the weight and clearly have no issues sharing it with the world. They both seem confident and assertive. Take a peek for yourselves, I am attaching the videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant #1 – Michelle, almost 40, works FT and goes to school FT – wants to be fit before 40, which is in December!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mms://video.wjla.com/wjla/letstalk/ltllosin0323.wmv"&gt;Michelle's Video &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant #2 – Vicki, 30, SAHM to an almost 1 year old cute (super cute) little boy – she wants to fit into a bathing suit (like me!!) and be more fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mms://video.wjla.com/wjla/letstalk/ltllosin0324.wmv"&gt;Vicki's Video &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part is that these women appear to be real and aren’t athletes in their past lives so the struggles to get fit will be a shared experience by all of us. I am pumped… but totally intimidated for my airtime segment tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-87421985010567333?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/87421985010567333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/meet-other-women.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/87421985010567333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/87421985010567333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/meet-other-women.html' title='Meet the other women...'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-3074794749458314438</id><published>2009-03-23T13:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T14:37:41.644-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nutritionist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting fit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Losin&apos; It'/><title type='text'>Nutritionist... for me!!??!</title><content type='html'>Wow, little ole me is getting an expert to dissect my eating habits and instill new ones… the TV show is giving me a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nutritionist"&gt;nutritionist&lt;/a&gt;!!!! I was informed by the show, that the nutritionist assigned to us wanted to get to know me better. I have always dreamed of having one, but I have never sought one out. Honestly, I don’t even think I could afford one. It all feels so fancy and very much celebrity like. How can it not, when my nutritionist has a very high profile client list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Am I dreaming …someone pinch me now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I completed a form and sent in my honest answers; I am still awaiting a reply but in the meantime I did mega research on &lt;a href="http://www.katherinetallmadge.com/katherine_tallmadge.html"&gt;Katherine Tallmadge.&lt;/a&gt; She is a published author, a regular columnist for the Post, Shape Magazine and numerous other print and online media venues. She is a God, in her own right “with a proven track record of helping millions shed extra weight while they get their health and their stress levels back under control”!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her bio states that she will help add simple, new steps to my routine that will provide me with:&lt;br /&gt;* A greater sense of well-being, less anxiety and depression&lt;br /&gt;* Increased metabolism, so my body burns fat more quickly and effectively&lt;br /&gt;* A more efficiently working heart!!!&lt;br /&gt;*A boosted immune system that’s cuts your risk of cancer, cold, flu and disease&lt;br /&gt;* improved techniques for coping with daily stresses and strains of your busy life&lt;br /&gt;And other tips too, but these in particular hit close to home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is amazing and I am so happy that I am a part of this. I could not have made a better decision last Monday; this could be the best decision of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story continues…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-3074794749458314438?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/3074794749458314438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/wow-little-ole-me-is-getting-expert-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/3074794749458314438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/3074794749458314438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/wow-little-ole-me-is-getting-expert-to.html' title='Nutritionist... for me!!??!'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-5015287435284729671</id><published>2009-03-22T10:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T14:38:27.353-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting fit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Losin&apos; It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new fresh and vibrant'/><title type='text'>Are you there fat girl... its me Celinda</title><content type='html'>I know I said I wouldn’t write this weekend… I was just preparing myself for a crazy weekend with very little computer time. But in this rare moment, of absolute quiet with everyone sleeping instead of doing anything else productive I decided to write. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This weekend has been hectic, but not unmanageable. I have had lots of time to mull over my decision to do this work out show, aka Fatty TV. When the request for overweight Mommas, was posted on Big Tent (MCPOM forum) and subsequently emailed to my phone. My immediate reaction was “I would do this but I would hate the Fat Girl label”, of course I hit send too fast and it was emailed to all 400+ members.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I was mortified, not because I care if people think I am fat, (which I do) but because I didn’t want to offend anyone with my initial reactions. I immediately retracted my statement with the moderator's help of course and asked everyone important to me what they thought. I got a quick 2 “go for it” and I emailed with fury “Yes!! Sign me up” – this all happened Monday night. On Thursday, I received the email from the show saying they had selected me. I had a 4 whole days to process …&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; yeah, faster than I ever imagined.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In those 4 days, I didn’t think I would get selected… I was under the impression I wasn’t big enough and I had mixed feelings about my qualifications. I emailed Mike and told him I possibly wouldn’t be selected since I couldn’t come up with a good picture to demonstrate my weight issues (I have gotten really good at destroying any evidence of my fatness or I pose in certain angles to only show “my good side” - lol) Mike immediately gets on the ball and locates a fat picture, he delicately emails it to me as "this one is unflattering". Bless his soul, he knows better than to call me "fat".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mike: “If you don’t get selected I hope you take this excitement and passion and start your own work out routine”. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Me: “Will you follow me around with cameras for 3 months?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mike: “yes”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So by Thursday, I had decided that with or without the show I had to get my butt in gear. It was clear I hated my body and I was in denial about the way I looked. I used to be so vain in my 20’s, always thin and always needing to be perfect. (not that I was, but I had to be at my best at all times) I think I lost that trait with my placenta; right there in delivery as my insides were moved around they yanked my vanity! Sure I “doll” up but I have gotten to complacent with myself. I am always putting someone (or 3) and something before me. Sure, all Mothers/Wives do this but I love myself too, so shouldn’t I be an equal!?!?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When I got the email, I was picking out new glasses – see the show reminded me that I needed to care for myself and I had made an appointment to get my eyes right. Squinting too much will only cause wrinkles in the future, even if my Castro genes are amazing. Anyways, I yelped – literally when I read it, the girl was taken a back and I was too. I was beyond excited. I couldn’t believe it! I emailed and called everyone, as soon as I could to share my good news. Mike was so thrilled (this is a win-win for him) and supportive. I emailed the show and signed on. I know the commitment level its been explained to me 3 times at least. I know I have to put a lot of me into this to make it work. See its not an easy fete, the work outs are in Arlington (45 minute commute each way – on metro), I will have to leave work early twice a week and maybe miss seeing my duo before bedtime, I will have to eat better and work out without the trainer… I am sure the list goes on. I have not let any negativity enter my mind! I am all set for this journey and looking forward to my commutes… I will read a book or write about my adventure. Either way, the end result is all I am excited about. I look forward to not hating my body anymore, to being healthier and fit! Lets face it, I am 40-50 lbs over my ideal weight (beyond ideal, the weight I once was) and my body is as jiggly as jello and I look 4 months prego without being able to really flaunt that gut (like I did when I was really expecting). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I cant lie I am anxious and a little intimidated but it comes from a good place. It feels like butterflies in my tummy, curious about the next step. This is a huge break for me; I am one of those people that needs a lot of motivation and hates to fail (especially in others’ eyes) so I know I have to do well for me and to also save face. So the journey starts now, my dedication and my mind set is ready. Time to go shopping for TV appropriate work out attire and tomorrow I do a trial run to &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Arlington&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, to figure out the best course of action! Stay tuned for more updates, as I will be dying to share!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-5015287435284729671?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/5015287435284729671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/are-you-there-fat-girl-its-me-celinda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/5015287435284729671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/5015287435284729671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/are-you-there-fat-girl-its-me-celinda.html' title='Are you there fat girl... its me Celinda'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-7322515416728327047</id><published>2009-03-20T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T11:04:14.005-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs I love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Some of my favorite blogs...</title><content type='html'>I have limited time to dish about personal stuff, so I thought it would be a great time to share with you some of the blogs I love and follow daily. Please take some time to check out these blogs.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I will be back next week with:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1) My thoughts on TV and weight loss plus the background scoop not just the canned edit I posted yesterday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2) My opinion on cute work out gear must haves&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;3) My journey and stories of my first week with a trainer…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Read these now!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jezebel.com/"&gt;Jezebel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thebigpieceofcake.com/"&gt;A Big Piece of Cake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gwenniepie.wordpress.com/"&gt;Gwennie Pie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bernthis.typepad.com/bernthiscom/"&gt;BERNTHIS.COM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://stephanieklein.blogs.com/greek_tragedy/"&gt;Stephanie Klein’s Greek Tragedy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://work-girl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Working Girl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;See you next week! Have a fabulous weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-7322515416728327047?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/7322515416728327047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/some-of-my-favorite-blogs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/7322515416728327047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/7322515416728327047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/some-of-my-favorite-blogs.html' title='Some of my favorite blogs...'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-8770364663509556287</id><published>2009-03-19T22:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T22:24:51.634-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swap tree'/><title type='text'>Obesession of the week</title><content type='html'>I am totally obsessed this week with &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.swaptree.com/"&gt;Swap Tree&lt;/a&gt;. A “free-cycle” member sent me the generous tip. I was on the hunt for a borrowed copy of "The Reader". My Book Club, is reading it right now and I was not a "I dont want to buy books kick". I checked out  the site and immediately fell in love. This find could not have come at a better time, considering I had just decided I was getting rid of all my books. I was totally going to put my collection on free-cycle this weekend. Instead I spent an hour entering all of the good ones into the site. By the next morning, I had 5 trade offers!! It was quite exciting to see my books being recycled for books I have been dying to read!! I shipped out 5 books, this morning and expect 5 new ones next week! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is such a &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.swaptree.com/"&gt;perfect site &lt;/a&gt;for people like me that have a slew of books, love reading but never read a book more than once. Its so much better than loaning them out and getting them back in awful condition. While, there is shipping involved the site actually allows you to print shipping labels. As I anxiously await the books arrival, I am left wondering when I will find the time to read. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Swap Tree doesn’t just trade books; you can find DVD’s, CD’s and video games!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecochildsplay.com/files/2008/01/howdoesthiswork.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 275px;" src="http://ecochildsplay.com/files/2008/01/howdoesthiswork.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecochildsplay.com/files/2008/01/howdoesthiswork.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.swaptree.com/"&gt;Swap Tree&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-8770364663509556287?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/8770364663509556287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/obesession-of-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/8770364663509556287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/8770364663509556287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/obesession-of-week.html' title='Obesession of the week'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-2300836909832001766</id><published>2009-03-19T17:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T17:29:13.130-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting fit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new fresh and vibrant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabulous'/><title type='text'>Exciting news to share...</title><content type='html'>I was recently selected to participate in a work out series for a local talk show, &lt;a href="http://www.letstalklive.tv/"&gt;Let's Talk Live&lt;/a&gt;; it's a daily and live talk show that airs on Newschannel 8. It is hosted by Natasha Barrett and Doug McKelway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contacted MCPOM, the multiples club that I sit on the board of and I eagerly submitted my candidacy. This is a fabulous way for me to get back in shape and have some fun on TV. (all of you know of my secret desire to be on TV… lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is 3 month commitment to a work out program, with a couple of other women who will be working out with the same trainer. The trainer is at &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.vervehealthandfitness.com"&gt;The Verve,&lt;/a&gt; a gym in Arlington, VA Workout times with the trainer are twice a week  plus, I also get access to this very posh gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be filmed about 2 times a week, plus they are coming over to do a segment with my crew. I am so excited about this new venture and opportunity! In June I will be parading around in my new body! Please stay tuned for updates and even clips of the show. I will blog about my triumph and everything that goes with it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-2300836909832001766?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/2300836909832001766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/exciting-news-to-share.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/2300836909832001766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/2300836909832001766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/exciting-news-to-share.html' title='Exciting news to share...'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-1426151036079743857</id><published>2009-03-19T11:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T12:03:41.376-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pampering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coupons and savings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new fresh and vibrant'/><title type='text'>This Mama can use some pampering!!</title><content type='html'>Spa week is coming to a spa near you; all major cities are participating and offering spa services at discounted prices. I found this deal in the &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2008/04/10/AR2008041001452.html"&gt;Washington Post&lt;/a&gt;, listed in Sunday’s paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am all about taking care of yourself with periodic pampering sessions and better yet if the price is discounted. I just made reservations at one of my favorite spas in the city… &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.reddoorspas.com/"&gt;Elizabeth Arden’s Red Door&lt;/a&gt;. I scheduled a &lt;a href="http://www.reddoorspas.com/SpaServices/ServiceListing.aspx?catId=25"&gt;Stress Melter Ritual&lt;/a&gt;, which retails for $235 and thanks to spa week I am only paying $50. I also went ahead and scheduled a facial for an additional $50. Lord knows my face needs the pampering as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deal is being offered by over 700 facilities nationwide during &lt;strong&gt;April 13th -19th&lt;/strong&gt;. Hop on over to &lt;a href="http://www.spaweek.com/index.php"&gt;Spa Week &lt;/a&gt;now to book your appointment. All participating spas are offering 2-3 treatments for $50 each!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a fab opportunity to get all your girls together; this price is unbelievable and just right for a busy mom’s wallet! Even if you do this alone, you will reap the benefits of relaxation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-1426151036079743857?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/1426151036079743857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-mama-can-use-some-pampering.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/1426151036079743857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/1426151036079743857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-mama-can-use-some-pampering.html' title='This Mama can use some pampering!!'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-7346082126521898426</id><published>2009-03-18T10:25:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T10:48:17.710-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coupons and savings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>CCL… “Crazy, Coupon Lady.. me, Celinda?”… wtf?</title><content type='html'>I’m a tad irritated right now. Not sure if it’s the lack of caffeine or just the conversation I had with Mike that rubbed me the wrong way. Maybe it’s a 2 for 1 combo – whatever it is I am sitting here stewing. (Thankfully, on my 3rd cup of coffee… so I have the energy to write and describe my beef with ease)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The situation breaks down like this, I am driving us to work and I’m quiet… or dull as Mike labeled me this morning. I am certain he said that with love, considering I was as dull as a door knob compared to his Red Bull infused personality. So he talked the whole way to work… lucky for me, its only 2.5 miles! Somehow, we got on the subject of coupons. (I have a tiny bit of an obsession, a rather new one, with clipping coupons and saving)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m getting off track, back to the story… I’m driving Mike who is in a great mood, floating super high in his shiny red bull wings and me, well I'm sleepy, cranky and existing without a sip of caffeine… just listening and watching him soar like an eagle. He proceeds to tell me that he told his work wives (a loving label I have given the 2 girls in his office) about my coupon obsession. I glare at him… he cracks a smile and I ask what he means. He continues with his story about how “He hates coupon clippers” “They hold up lines” “The cashiers must hate you”… all with a smile… this is a joke to him! He continues to say that while his work wives “hate coupons” and “cant be bothered with clipping” they told him to not “knock the savings”. I am fuming at this point. Of course, as I sit there I am filing in all the holes in his story with my own thoughts. He is peering at me, realizing he said something wrong... but his brain is not wrapping his head around it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scenario playing in my head:&lt;/em&gt; Mike is at lunch with 2 -20-something women, (one is single and the other is married and newly pregnant – neither has a need to clip and save) enjoying nice convo about life. Apparently they ask about me, in my mind he brings me up... it’s a funny story to share in his eyes, "his wife the CCL" Charming as ever, he proceeds to talk about my “coupon obsession” and how he hates it. Easy breezy Mike has never touched a coupon in his life... I mean really he tells them "as if I should need to" He maybe even shared how I annoy him with all my savings updates (‘because I do update daily) Bottom line, I could tell by the recap of his story he “bitched” about it, he portrayed himself ABOVE coupons and his wives stood up for my savings!! He went as far as to tell them about the time my bill went from $167 – to $53 (he had the numbers all wrong, mind you!)… Because that is how crazy I am about coupons.. wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the case may be he shared his frustrations about my passion for coupon clipping and me at lunch with 2 people that can’t even relate. These women aren’t on a budget, don’t have twins that eat her under the table AND are not even in my shoes, not even kind of. Dont get me wrong, my beef is not with them, it’s with Mike… of course he cant relate to me either. When was the last time he waited in line at the grocery store? … Um never?! Grocery shopping is my thing. He doesn’t get the coupons or the savingsbecause its not pennies in his pocket. He called me weird! If he thinks I am a “crazy coupon lady” and that gives him the right to make me the butt of his jokes, so be it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind you when I was like his work wives, (20 something, single, kid free, living with roommates...etc) I &lt;strong&gt;never &lt;/strong&gt;clipped coupons. I paid top dollar for everything; I shopped on whims and because I wanted to. Clipping coupons is something I took up 3 weeks ago!!! Lets face it, I now shop out of need, based on our necessities and lets be real here - money these days just isn’t flowing like it used to. We always seem to need something and something is always empty! Shopping is routine and &lt;strong&gt;IF&lt;/strong&gt; I can use coupons to shave some pennies off our bill then it’s a no brainer. (pennies really = lots and lots of dollars these past few trips to the store)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m still peeved, but not nearly as much as I was at 8. I think it’s rather stupid, honestly, but I hate that my good habit is now seen as something bad or odd. I am saving money!! I guess clipping coupons is not one of my “cooler” traits but its definitely impacting my wallet! Now Mike just needs to deal and not talk about it with others in a negative manner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(side bar, I know he was not trashing me and gossping... but still, the story, the jokes and his attitude towards my coupons rubbed ME the wrong way!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-7346082126521898426?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/7346082126521898426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/ccl-crazy-coupon-lady-me-celinda-wtf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/7346082126521898426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/7346082126521898426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/ccl-crazy-coupon-lady-me-celinda-wtf.html' title='CCL… “Crazy, Coupon Lady.. me, Celinda?”… wtf?'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-5584898776397771693</id><published>2009-03-17T20:05:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T10:50:03.311-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabulous'/><title type='text'>I wish I was this fab...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/ScA7DRdtPAI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Ex5od3n2mb8/s1600-h/beyonce031709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314312487710833666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/ScA7DRdtPAI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Ex5od3n2mb8/s200/beyonce031709.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wearing heels while shopping is not an option. Never has been, not even in my "peak" years. I will grab flip flops, pumas... anything except fab-u 5 inch stilettos seen here on Beyonce's feet. She is pure fabulous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-5584898776397771693?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/5584898776397771693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-wish-i-was-this-fab.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/5584898776397771693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/5584898776397771693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-wish-i-was-this-fab.html' title='I wish I was this fab...'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/ScA7DRdtPAI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Ex5od3n2mb8/s72-c/beyonce031709.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-7202470427911022431</id><published>2009-03-17T17:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T17:39:07.613-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Kegs and Eggs '09</title><content type='html'>Finally, I am writing this!! Its hard work keeping up with two blogs, gosh I am bitching already and I just started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night, I wasn’t sure I was going to be participating in K&amp;amp;E ’09. I was ill, the kind of ill that happens after a long night with Patron and the porcelain God. I am so lame that I went to bed at 9pm to prepare for my long day of Irish gun slinging debaucary. I woke up at 11pm, not feeling so hot. 2 hours of grossness later, I went to sleep thinking the event was off. At 6am, I woke up feeling fine and not in a place where I could let Tania down. You see, Tania and I have been doing this event together for several years now and I was finally in a place where I could participate again. This K&amp;amp;E was my “welcome back” tour and also a birthday celebration for Tania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, we are on the road towards the 9:30 club in DC. Dressed warmly, because we know we will have to wait in line but not without our green on. We pull into V Street and the line encompassed 4 city blocks. What? It was only 7:30am, so the door had only been open for 30 minutes but what? We decide to sit in the truck and have happy hour; you know get our insides nice and warm. Bartender T was pouring Dom P bubbles with splashes of Tropicana’s best. As we “warmed” up we also called my cousin, Maria. I had been peppering her with pleas to join the “Get Fresh” crew since 7pm the day before. She politely declined… well I guess all the damn training from Danny Cahill finally paid of. My phone call #12 to Maria sang a different tune and she was in DC in less than 30 minutes. I guess 2 closers are better than 1. Around 8 we decide to join the line, it was maybe 2 blocks long and we figured by the time Maria joined us we would be inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, well not quite… 10 minutes into waiting, the Asian midget bouncer asks us to pour out our drinks. Shame on me for using cups from my twin’s first birthday party, red cups kind of stuck out. While Tania contemplated defiance, my inner Mom immediately poured out my bubbles. My look of reason must have calmed her inner Greek warrior princess that was about to lash out on Sake-Moto. Drama #1 averted.  We continue to wait… and wait… and more waiting. We FINALLY make it to the stop sign that signaled we were getting close. The crowd in line seemed quite shady, girls in heels – men talking about drugs… all stuff I have grown to expect at 2am at any random bar/club in the city, but to hear it at 8am well that was a different story. At some point between now and the stop sign Maria joined us… lively, perky and ever so sober.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me back up… Tania and I were feeling nice, not quite drunk but by no means sober. Our line mates… wasted! We were as quiet as caged animals can be, except for the occasional “I gotta pee”… and then out comes a Bone Thugs and Harmony reject. Another bouncer that fell off the freak train… what? He tells is that at this point (9:15am) they had cut off the line and we should go home. Chaos broke out… not like a riot or anything but drunk people genuinely pissed at Bizzy Bone. I pulled him aside and explain I have twins at home; this is a big deal for me, I cant go home… bad move! I have been out of the scene entirely too long… I should have known better, men (especially single and young) do not care about your kids or your golden tickets while you husband (I think I said adoring…ekk) was at home. He dismissed me quicker than a “next” bus contestant. I knew better!! What happened to flirting and showing some skin… granny pants over here blew her chance. I sent it my single girls as back-ups. They came back with an ‘IN”… we had cut the line and some cute Jewish boy let Tania in! Nice! As we are creeping’ in line… Bizzy spots me and my granny panties. I should have had a kid strapped to my Bjorn I was so damn obvious! He calls me out and says my sexy single flirty friends were in but not me. (Flash to the movie Knocked Up… line in front of the club scene… yeah my feelings right there on the pavement)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, of course my girls fall back to the end of the line with me… granny or not I am the life of the party! We ended up in line for an extra hour or so. We were amidst very drunk people – kinda like all the rejects that couldn’t get in. What happened to my swagger, my connections to get us all in. (gone – replaced with connects for all things kid friendly) Meanwhile, Maria played tricks on all of them. She got the line to scream, boys to strip and show boobies. She took pictures and videos… bless her soul - she was our entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;Just as we decided it was getting too boring to continue to wait… the Line Gods let us in!!! Ekk school girl excitement and all we are getting closer… Maria realizes she is ID free… what? She pulls an Asafa Powell and is back in 9.77 second with her ID. We get in and of course just in time to hear Hobbastank. If you are following me and this blog, you know that was reason #2 - I wanted to go. I have video of my favorite song I will post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed their set and listened to great music – Carolina Liar and Filter too. The 9:30 club was a great venue, but no LuLu’s. I think no one can top the K&amp;amp;E held there. This year only beer was served and maybe that helped control the craziness. I would have loved an Irish Car Bomb though. Next year I will pack a flask, wear a greener boobie friendly shirt, leave the Bjorn at home and hit the line a tad bit earlier. I must say some people were in line at 11pm the day prior. Yeah that won’t happen unless they have space for my pack and play – 2 of them, please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy St. Patty’s Day to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-march-17-2006.html"&gt;Kegs and Eggs 2006&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-7202470427911022431?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/7202470427911022431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/kegs-and-eggs-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/7202470427911022431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/7202470427911022431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/kegs-and-eggs-09.html' title='Kegs and Eggs &apos;09'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-582666287898722139</id><published>2009-03-14T09:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T09:37:15.484-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Full frontals ignite reactions...</title><content type='html'>Reactions is exactly what I live for, come on you all know me. I love to stir the pot and then say just kidding! Just to clarify, I didnt post the naked man on Thursday to get anyone fired (sorry for sending the the link while you were at work!?!) Yes, I choked on my Diet Coke when I stumbled upon the picture. I was minding my own business reading my 999 blogs on my Google Reader... trying to catch up with Jezebels, 300+ feeds I had not read yet and bam there a see him. I coudlnt decipher if it was hotness or purely digusting. In all honesty, I didnt even read the article that accompanied him, so I could tell you what it was about.&lt;br /&gt;I was just so shocked that it was floating out there so innocently. Posted amongst some of my favorite celebrity gossip and amazing clothing. I immediately wondered if with my old age I had become a tad prude.  I didnt have much time on Thursday (since I should have been at metro meeting Mike not posting blogs) to articulate my feelings over a full frontal ad. I have had time and I must say, its kinda gross to hawk your cologne with some cock.. ok that was gross too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL... I promise to continue posting random shit so please dont be offended. I just seem to find randomly weird but yet amazing stuff and this is the perfect place to post them. The reaction I received from all of you was priceless and for that reason alone I will continue. Love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-582666287898722139?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/582666287898722139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/full-frontals-ignite-reactions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/582666287898722139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/582666287898722139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/full-frontals-ignite-reactions.html' title='Full frontals ignite reactions...'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-4800965872933674198</id><published>2009-03-12T17:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T17:42:51.388-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eye candy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy endings'/><title type='text'>Eye candy or obscene?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This picture found on &lt;a href="http://jezebel.com/"&gt;Jezebel... &lt;/a&gt; is a BIG wow moment for me! I had no idea ads of this caliber exsisted. I cant figure out if this is HOT or not?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312419201658621346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SbmBHhTTjaI/AAAAAAAAAQg/uDlcKl9aafA/s200/tom_ford_penis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Perhaps the New Yorker's sense of propriety forbade Levy from mentioning Ford's other boundary-stretching campaign of the period, when, during his time with YSL Rive Gauche, he chose to advertise the men's fragrance M7 with a full-frontal nude portrait of martial arts champion Samuel de Cubber."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-4800965872933674198?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/4800965872933674198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/eye-candy-or-obscene.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/4800965872933674198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/4800965872933674198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/eye-candy-or-obscene.html' title='Eye candy or obscene?'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SbmBHhTTjaI/AAAAAAAAAQg/uDlcKl9aafA/s72-c/tom_ford_penis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-7922975107168079554</id><published>2009-03-12T14:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T15:03:53.857-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new fresh and vibrant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='champion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Who am I...</title><content type='html'>I started this blog, yesterday. It took me 3.5 hours to cut and paste my past into blogger. I read most if not all of my older writing on MySpace and decided it was time to get back to my root.  I had raw talent back then and clearly didn’t care what anyone thought of me. It appears as if I drank a lot, but it didn’t seem like a lot back then. (I may be fibbing a little; my head still ache from the massive bingers of my past) I guess, compared to my modest 1-2 glasses of wine (a week?) lately, you could say I had a bit of social drinking tendencies. Ironically, most of my social gatherings revolved around drinking… go figure. I used to be the one that planned the festivities; got the gang together to partake in festive drinking holiday’s (&lt;a href="http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-march-17-2006.html"&gt;St. Patty’s Day,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/monday-february-27-2006.html"&gt;Mardi Gras,&lt;/a&gt; NYE) and more regularly on &lt;a href="http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-november-18-2005.html"&gt;plain ole weekdays&lt;/a&gt;. We had a great time and those memories will always be cherished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has changed, I have grown up. At times I feel like an old lady, but I am not!! I lost myself over the course of the past few years. Pregnancy and the birth of twins can do that to you. Of course, I don’t mean this in a negative way, I wouldn’t change life in a million years and I of course wouldn’t take Jack (Daniel’s) over C&amp;amp;B ever! &lt;br /&gt;Maybe someone out there can relate to what I am saying. Before the hormones took over my body like aliens on Independence Day, I was crazy about many things. I loved things that weren’t child/twin related, imagine that?!. I have been &lt;a href="http://thedoubledailyfix.blogspot.com/"&gt;talking about all things baby &lt;/a&gt;for almost 2 years now. Don’t get me wrong, I am not stopping anytime soon, I will continue to blog about the good, bad and fabulous times as a Mom. Just not here but &lt;a href="http://thedoubledailyfix.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here I will chronicle my quest to find ME, the old me that loved eccentric things… that thrived in a chaotic lifestyle, the girl that was into fashion, fun places, loyal to her friends and seriously random at times. I am certain I won’t find that same girl, but I will find a way to incorporate that piece of me into my life now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new ME, loves saving money but still loves fashion. I am engulfed in all things twins and babies, but I will save that for my other blog. I love delicious food and wines, but these days, I cook and pour my own glass. I still love sports, although Mike will beg to differ, new me just can’t follow &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;every&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; game in my spare time. Although, I should mention I did bring home the fantasy football title again in 2008!!  (kicking both Mike and his Dad's ass &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;) I still love going out and hanging with my friends. These moments are limited, because I get such joy hanging with my 3 men and a girl has gotta make choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to find new things about me in the process and also hope to make new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I will do something completely out of the norm for me. I will join my friend, Tania for her birthday celebration, at &lt;a href="http://eitmfans.blogspot.com/2009/02/kegs-eggs-x-march-13th.html"&gt;Kegs and Eggs&lt;/a&gt;. It used to be a tradition of ours, we went every year and &lt;a href="http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-march-17-2006.html"&gt;2006 &lt;/a&gt;was the last time we did. So, a 6am wake up call, green beer and beads... ekk is this a recipe for diaster? Who know, I will don my cutest green tee (without any sappy Irish comments) and drink modestly... after all I am only on a short break from Mommyland.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-7922975107168079554?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/7922975107168079554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/who-am-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/7922975107168079554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/7922975107168079554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/who-am-i.html' title='Who am I...'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-5029865536579488889</id><published>2009-03-11T17:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T17:33:20.034-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newport News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='falling in love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escapades in love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Sunday, July 08, 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Goodbye my lover...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood:  bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I channeled my chi... and finally, we are going home, back to the life I once cherished.  While  I count down the days, I must admit a bit of sadness. Sure, I am excited to leave but part of me hates that we are breaking up and leaving  Newport News in huff . By that I mean, I feel like we are in a fight with this city I call "home". I loosely say now much I hate Newport News, kinda mean no? So I am determined to find good to this city I have despised and shafted for over a year. First let me explain why this city never stole my heart...&lt;br /&gt;I grew up in an area filled with diversity and excitement. The ability to enjoy diverse cultures and their foods was plentiful. The opportunity to be surrounded by educated and intelligent people was immense. I was able to be in suburbia during the day and in a thriving nightlife district by night. I miss the suits, the well dressed individuals. I miss the music scene. The good talk radio. I miss the sports! I miss the city living! I miss the good bars, the places to dance and the placed to have a fierce dinner. I miss the conversation that made me think outside the box. I miss metro or even cabs that I didn't have to call and wait for. I miss the diversity of my days.  Lets be honest Newport News didn't stand a chance, but  I so wanted him to give me a little of excitement. This town is surrounded by military or people that live in trailers. The excitement to be had is shopping at walmart (by the way did you know they are one stop shops?) and dining at Applebees. When I crave Peruvian or Spanish, Newport News turned its back on me. When I wanted music, I was stuck with my Ipod. When we wanted to dance and play "VIP".. ehh there was one club, but 30 minutes away on the other side... Bars are loosely disguised as Restaurants with a seating area surrounded by liquor bottles. Bartenders here do not understand the term hook-up... or wow you tipped me 40% last time your first round is on me. In short, its pretty lame here. You may be asking yourself why not drive to  the other cities for fun... and let me remind you that .. a) I am in Virginia - home of the commonwealth cop b) I drink like a fish and so does Mike c) metro, bus or cabs from here to there just dont exist d) I have tried... read a-c and ask yourself again. The other 6 cities are just as lame, they just are more popular. If I had to choose I would say that Norfolk and Va Beach are the better out of the 7 ... but again no place to call home.&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned earlier, I am determined to leave this city with good thoughts... so here I go. I did have the best Sushi ever at this sushi joint in my backyard. I also found a bar ... with great martini's and kinda feels like home. The bartender remembers us and actually bought me a round. The beach is so damn close. 45 mins and you are in sandy heaven. The wine festivals... those were good! (again not in Newport News)..ok what did I like in NN.. Trader Joes!! Most importantly all materialistic things aside... I will walk away knowing Mike better than I ever would have before. We have spent countless days together.. I know how to make him laugh, cry, yell, scream, mad, and happy. I have figured out how to make us work. I have realized what to do or say to get us through the good and bad times. We have grown super strong !! While being here I have grown closer to my sister.. she was our biggest fan the entire year and a half. I have grown closer with my girls back home and even meet some girls I will keep in touch with. See it wasn't so bad after all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I spend the next few weeks making up with Newport News and enjoying a city we will never visit again, I will continue to think of all the positive in leaving. I am so excited for the new beginnings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-5029865536579488889?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/5029865536579488889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday-july-08-2007.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/5029865536579488889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/5029865536579488889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday-july-08-2007.html' title='Sunday, July 08, 2007'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-6989290422538353144</id><published>2009-03-11T17:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T17:31:31.693-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='falling in love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escapades in love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new fresh and vibrant'/><title type='text'>Saturday, January 13, 2007</title><content type='html'>Saturday, January 13, 2007 &lt;br /&gt;trying to keep ... Current mood:  cheerful&lt;br /&gt;up on my new years resolution, of writing.  I used to write all the time both online and in my journal, but in 2006 I got writers block. Nothing was put on paper ... random since it was a pretty eventful year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here I am on a Saturday just finished playing Molly Maid and decided before I head out to start my day *at 2pm* I would share my week with the world - lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need a bigger home. Our lease is up in a few weeks so we are leaving this place and hope to find a home with a yard and maybe 2 stories... I miss that. It turns out that DC is not in the horizon but i am ok with that. I have stopped dreaming of DC and everything that I am missing. I am getting used to the lack of good food and getting better at cooking. I am over my suits and love my sweats... i am over the drive in to work and love rolling out of bed to check my email. I miss Mike when he works long hours, I actually like waking up and talking to him now (ok maybe sometimes I dont). I am ok with the fact that we cant meet cool people. I am done trying so hard to make friends and fill my social calander, I am ok with staying home. the phone calls to my girls are getting longer and I'll pour myself a glass of wine and sit and really focus on the "talks" and sometimes I feeel like we are right next to eachother. I am not used to not having B around.. that sucks and that is a whole other blog. On a positive note, I am happy, settled and very comfy with my life. I could not want anything to be different right now. It is just right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok done...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-6989290422538353144?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/6989290422538353144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/saturday-january-13-2007.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/6989290422538353144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/6989290422538353144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/saturday-january-13-2007.html' title='Saturday, January 13, 2007'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-352929569620248704</id><published>2009-03-11T17:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T17:28:54.561-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='champion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2006'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy football'/><title type='text'>Wednesday, December 27, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fantasy Football Champion...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood:  geeky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if I even expressed my intense fantasy football career this season... I have really been slacking on writing blogs and I totally should have.. cause then this would make more sense to y'all. Anyways, I'll break it down... I have been playing FF for about 5 years and I generally suck. I always place about 8th or lower in my leagues and typically draft only hot players (by hot I mean sexy) or ones that are well known but not the best out there. Mike saw this as an opportunity to draft me and my lack of experince into his "elite" league. As the days grew closer to the live draft (something I had never ever done before) my boyfriend became insane. Case in point, he wouldnt share tidbits, advice, or ever change the channel from ESPN or NFL. He read FF mags and had sticky notes everywhere. He even made a grid with whom he thought he would draft each round ... yeah totally insane. Ever watch the movie a beautiful Mind ... yeah that was our home.. Mike became that guy!!! The competitor in me ran and bought a mag or 2 and trued to keep up. I ended  up with the 9th pick (if you dont know that is TERRIBLE) and Mike, his Dad and Tania (my best friend) with 3, 4, and 5.. I already knew it was over.. I could kiss the $600 dollars away.. Long story short.. the season progressed, and everyone in my league thought my team sucked. I had some superstars but no LT or LJ... The Keys to success according to every friggin' FF God out there.. I became as psycho about the "sport" as my BF, I watched every damn FF show I joined sites that helped me pick my lineup, I read, I stopped working... I was obessed and focused on beating him!!! I rode the wave and won most and lost some... I kept my head high and here we are week 17 and I have been crowned the Champion of my League.. yes that is right.. I not only kicked Mike's ass but my future father in law's too... Tania 's poor team went to shit.. McNabb got hurt and Tiki her star back retired before he laced up for game 1 this season. Anyways on Christmas the FF Gods shined on me.. I beat the number 1 guy in my league and will be getting a $600 check very soon.. that I will xerox and frame above my mantel just to antagonize Mike and remind everyday that a girl kicked his ass... not any girl but the one that he thought sucked at FF!!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;What the hell am I gonna do with my time now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-352929569620248704?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/352929569620248704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/wednesday-december-27-2006.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/352929569620248704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/352929569620248704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/wednesday-december-27-2006.html' title='Wednesday, December 27, 2006'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-3878531216620526069</id><published>2009-03-11T17:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T17:27:09.570-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='partying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newport News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2006'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Monday, October 09, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Birthday Celebrations..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood:  cheerful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Category: Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend, I decided to invite a few of our dearest and closest friends to help celebrate Mike's birthday.. I must tell ya, it was a crazy weekend. First of all the sky wouldn't stop crying, I live near water and the entire neighborhood was a swamp. Mike had foot surgery on Monday, so he is a walking crippled.. His left foot is out of commission, but being the trooper he is we still partied like rock stars. Friday just 4 1/2 days after his operation, you found us at the bar sippin' on yager bombs with mike's childhood friend and his boy.. Friday was a bit low key even though we didn't say good night till after 4 in the morning. Saturday the rain and the wind were worse, so that made us very drowsy. Since my sister and Lboogie were in route I knew I had to make a beer and yager run.. (yager is the new soco) . I made everyone Quesadillas and soon we started pre-gaming with the "100- drinking games" board game.. (thanks Tania).. we drink responsibly of course, and head out to Baxter's in Norfolk... (where they have a Soco-lime machine) anyways, we are 6 deep and with 2 birthday boys... that does not stop my feisty crippled Man to step up to a drunken marine.. that is another story, but needless to say, shit got crazy and before you knew it people's feelings got hurt... Just another crazy weekend in honor of my Boo's birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-3878531216620526069?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/3878531216620526069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/monday-october-09-2006.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/3878531216620526069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/3878531216620526069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/monday-october-09-2006.html' title='Monday, October 09, 2006'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-6356325489006944566</id><published>2009-03-11T17:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T17:25:44.139-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2006'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad dating experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Wednesday, September 27, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to list..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood:  bouncy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Category: Romance and Relationships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not even sure what to call this one .. my first instinct is how to run.. (fast )!! but it really is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; How to tell he's &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; the "one"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You suggest a hot passionate shower (together) and he tells you "he doesn't do that"&lt;br /&gt;2. He keeps his boxers on while making love to you, not just in the throws of passion .. read more &lt;a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&amp;amp;friendID=740934&amp;amp;blogID=163489681&amp;amp;MyToken=96a829d0-6a61-4b8f-b0b6-c57699b46145" target="_self"&gt;Mr Pecker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. He keeps his shirt on at the beach, but wears jeans tighter than you&lt;br /&gt;4. He talks of all the money he has and the portfolio he has, but splits the check&lt;br /&gt;5. He splits the check&lt;br /&gt;6. He has an obsession with buying hats... cause he's balding&lt;br /&gt;7. He's shorter than you and you find that you have to go out and buy flats... and you are 5'3"&lt;br /&gt;8. He doesn't know a thing about football (yeah they exist)&lt;br /&gt;9. He takes you out on a first date to Red Lobster, Olive Garden or Outback... (just plain not acceptable)&lt;br /&gt;10. He shows up in a sweater to meet you at the movies .. in July!&lt;br /&gt;11. He calls you and says "I really wanna see you tonight, but I don't have money" &lt;br /&gt;12. He calls and says "lets make it a blockbuster night" see 11 dude is broke&lt;br /&gt;13. You agree to a blockbuster night... (*sigh*) and he asks you to pick up a movie, dinner and popcorn&lt;br /&gt;14. He tells you he's gonna buy you anything you want... at Target!&lt;br /&gt;15. He makes you drive to meet him... in West Virginia ... hours from your home. (if he liked you .. he would drive every chance he got)&lt;br /&gt;16. He suggests a low key night ..dinner and a movie... McDonald's drive thru is not dinner&lt;br /&gt;17. He invites you to hang out... shows up without a plan... without reservations on a Friday night at 7pm... after trying 5 restaurants on the Pike you need up at Chili's&lt;br /&gt;18. You have the flu :::: He emails you an ecard saying "hope you feel better, I would visit you but I can't get sick right now"&lt;br /&gt;19. You are at a bar... he orders drinks... the bartender puts the Pina Colada in front of you and the Dirty Grey Goose Tini (xtra dirty) in front of him... hmmm I have never ordered a fruity frozen thing switch (except at Seacreats in OC - dirty bananas) awe i must be a dirty girl *digress*&lt;br /&gt;20. You tell him you are non-committal, he asks if you believe in sex on the first date&lt;br /&gt;21. You take him to "your" bar.. (you know the one you get hooked up at ) pays the check and stiffs your hookup after he gave him 6 free GMs&lt;br /&gt;22. He offers shots and comes back with woo-woos&lt;br /&gt;23. He knows you love sports, suggests a sports bar.. then gets frustrated when you wont talk to him (as the team makes the game winning field goal)&lt;br /&gt;24. He owns gay or trans gender porn, ... he "was curious"&lt;br /&gt;25. He starts his sentences with "My momma" or at 30 still has to see his mother 3 times a week, so dates revolved around their nights&lt;br /&gt;26. His Momma hates you... you ain't changing this one&lt;br /&gt;27. He lost his job and he ain't doing anything to "find" one&lt;br /&gt;28. He has a profile on MySpace, Friendster, Match, RateMe.. to see what types of girls he can pull in... he claims self esteem issues..&lt;br /&gt;29. He asks you for help, guidance and advice when locating a job.. (meaning do, type and print my resume, thank you notes and cover letter) I may be an expert but I get paid for it!&lt;br /&gt;30 He asks your girl for a kiss... "he's drunk and really meant on the cheek"&lt;br /&gt;31. He invites you for apps and drinks.. and eats 4 bowls of free chips and salsa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of these happened to me or to someone I know... please add more if you have had your own terrifying experinces.. :OP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-6356325489006944566?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/6356325489006944566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/wednesday-september-27-2006.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/6356325489006944566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/6356325489006944566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/wednesday-september-27-2006.html' title='Wednesday, September 27, 2006'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-788838836130787154</id><published>2009-03-11T17:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T17:23:02.268-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend wrap up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='partying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2006'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chilean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Sunday, September 24, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Crazy Chilenas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood: silly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Category: Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplicity with a twist of craziness... add some tequila, well 128 oz of it... (Wow was it really that much?) Not to long ago, a pretty basic evening of Margaritas and appetizers at my cousin's local bar, turned to 4 ultimates and several shots later. Maybe my anger was quite noticeable or Maria's stress (of having 150 bottles to label or the other 50 magnets), but Raul (the bartender) had his mind made up.. "He was getting us drunk". Several trips to Kinko's, lots of sticking and labeling, and 12 beers later... we finally pass out!! Only to wake up at a short 4 hours later, to dreams of dancing empanadas, sandwiches de pernil con plate, and pebre.. hmmm... didn't last long since we overslept, My cousin had a table so my thoughts of casually strolling in.... CRASHED down to pieces.. replaced by setting up plans, face painting, dollys (damn you) and decorating :( We arrive late in true Chilena style.. in long sleeves and not so light pants.. (thank god for flip flops) to a muddy and hot field of people. Damn them for being early, tequila is pouring out of me, I can't stop thinking about the poor children, as my tequila/grand marnier and vanilla skim latte breath, reminds me that I will be working with kids today .. and their parents! Damn my cousin..After I engulfed a Lomopan, I reluctantly joined the non-hungover family... the coffee hadn't kicked in and the gum just wasn't masking the booze smell, I donned my Movie star shades and tried to take a quick nap .. to only hear my cousin advertising quite loudly to a group of screaming little ones.. "Come see my face painter - she is a true artist.. Anything you want" (minus the step right up part.. but just in that tone!) I pinch her under the able, but the little pack still comes over... They want a Chilean Flag (damn Chilean day, I cant draw flags).. I tell the cute thing in my sweetest salesy voice, that I ran out of white paint (its 11:15 and the park opened at 11), but I could make her a pretty red heart.. disappointment hits her, so i suggest a big blue Chile under it.. so it was like she loved Chile... WINNER!!!! As she sits down in front of me, I decide that taking my sunglasses off is not an option, my hand cant stop shaking as I paint..her friends give her the thumbs up and all of them sit down for the same one... pretty soon, my "tat" was a hit with the lil' ladies... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of me in action... hahahaha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312043631019802786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SbgribpPwKI/AAAAAAAAAP4/vrGpIm4_r1U/s200/chilean004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This day turnout to be a blast, so much fun that it actually kinda never stopped.. decided to have a few on our way home, only problem is that sleepy time was well over 1am.. Gotta love the family ... click this link to hear about part II &lt;a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&amp;amp;friendID=38400370&amp;amp;blogID=170296051&amp;amp;MyToken=bf20346c-71f1-43d2-bfe0-8dee433c32d5" target="_self"&gt;Part Duex&lt;/a&gt; notice how she calls it a promotional event.. Mad love prima. As the voice behind Manhattan Realty, if you need an agent click here &lt;a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&amp;amp;friendID=38400370&amp;amp;blogID=159905111&amp;amp;Mytoken=F893E855-D043-407D-8080B4ABAFE3AC1347609373" target="_self"&gt;Manhattan Realty&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-788838836130787154?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/788838836130787154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday-september-24-2006.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/788838836130787154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/788838836130787154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday-september-24-2006.html' title='Sunday, September 24, 2006'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SbgribpPwKI/AAAAAAAAAP4/vrGpIm4_r1U/s72-c/chilean004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-1209916131561346389</id><published>2009-03-11T17:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T17:18:55.513-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newport News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2006'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Saturday, September 23, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why Newport News will never be "home"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood:  bored &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random.. I warn you.. but I am driving home from the bank.. kinda in my own world, rushing and not really noticing life and my surroundings.. until "MzPeachz" almost side swipes me... ok I'm up! I look over at this bronze older model prolly the first ever made Explorer with Mz Peachz on the VA issued plate with thug life bumper stickers and stick on spinners.. you know the type you buy at Auto Zone... on 17 inch rims mind you. Miss Peaches is in a rush, and I cant seem to catch up, but the light slows her down.. all I see is a white tatted up arm sticking out of the drivers window.. I am dying here.. really wanna meet her up close.. I start balling... racing.. I catch up... I find a petite white girl thug (hahaha) holding a blunt in broad daylight right driving right by the cops.. did I mention Peaches is ridin' solo and must have been at least 35? hahaha... fake wanna be thugs in the suburbs what happened to desperate housewives.. I just cant!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-1209916131561346389?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/1209916131561346389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/saturday-september-23-2006.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/1209916131561346389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/1209916131561346389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/saturday-september-23-2006.html' title='Saturday, September 23, 2006'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-2212962957894211746</id><published>2009-03-11T17:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T17:17:14.292-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2006'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Thursday, September 21, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wake up it was all a dream...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood: curious &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Category: Blogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't that be nice.. if someone would just shake me and say .. wake up you have been dreaming all along?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever been in a bad accident.. not the kind where you end up in the hospital, but the kind where you are left trembling, shaking and wishing you just hadn't rear ended a lady... yeah unfortunately I have had a few of those. train wreaks I call them. You lose focus for just one second.. to light a cig, change the CD, take a sip of your coffee.. AND Slam boom you are in some one's rear... all of a sudden you regain focus, you cuss the dear heavens and gods, in every possible language... wish that you could replace that moment you lost focus.. you wanna cry and maybe you do.. you wanna turn to mush, hide and wish that you could pretend the "accident" never happened... but then you wake up its reality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life sometimes shocks me just as much as those intense fender benders I got in as a teenager.... Its like you are strolling along living life the best you know how, accepting mistakes and imperfections.. crossing your fingers and making wishes on quirky hours on the clock, making excuses, grasping that nothing is perfect, accepting that people will disappoint you.. Then all of a sudden an "accident" happens.. and you wonder how long have you been in this daze.. this oblivion.. You cry, you wish you would have opened your eyes, you knew in the back of your mind that life is fugged up... but yet you still rocked the rose colored glasses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if people whom grew up in a stable 2 parent home are as much as a "dreamer" or "hopeful" as those in one or less parent or unstable homes... I find that 89% of my friends are product of unstable or broken homes... and we share one common thing.. we expect better to land on our doorstep and we claim with passion that we will not repeat the mistakes our parents made. BUT is it too late.. are we too late... are we just grasping again.. hoping that life will dish us a better hand... or is it time we wake up and face reality... Reality Sucks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-2212962957894211746?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/2212962957894211746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/thursday-september-21-2006.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/2212962957894211746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/2212962957894211746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/thursday-september-21-2006.html' title='Thursday, September 21, 2006'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-6689191185218428160</id><published>2009-03-11T17:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T17:13:24.702-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2006'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Friday, September 08, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How to Lists...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood:  drunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I would try something new... in addition to the dating diaries.. I am starting "how to" series ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How to tell if your boyfriend is gay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)his jeans are tighter and more expensive than yours&lt;br /&gt;2) he knows what last seasons prada bag looked like&lt;br /&gt;3) He has more beauty and hair products than you do&lt;br /&gt;4) he owns a copy of steel magnolias, mean girls and/or Heathers&lt;br /&gt;5) he says things like "i'm not gay but if i was....&lt;br /&gt;6) he wants to turn you over during sex all the time&lt;br /&gt;7) he has a lisp&lt;br /&gt;8) he has one or all of the following albums, Cher, Madonna, Streisand, Celine Dion or Brittany&lt;br /&gt;9)he knows what fashion week is&lt;br /&gt;10) he's a homophobe&lt;br /&gt;11)he wears lipgloss&lt;br /&gt;12)he pops his collar...sorry had to throw that in there&lt;br /&gt;13) he thinks your guy friends are hot&lt;br /&gt;14) he slaps guys butts off the field&lt;br /&gt;15)he has more copies of cosmo then maxim&lt;br /&gt;16)he wears a shoe with a heel&lt;br /&gt;17) capris....capris are for girls so just don't&lt;br /&gt;18)he takes longer to get ready then you do&lt;br /&gt;19) he goes shopping...without a girl&lt;br /&gt;20) he likes pink..sorry it's just not a good color for straight boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so i hope i didn't offend anybody....this is all in good fun and it's not foolproof some straight guys are just more cultured than others&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-6689191185218428160?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/6689191185218428160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-september-08-2006.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/6689191185218428160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/6689191185218428160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-september-08-2006.html' title='Friday, September 08, 2006'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-6492674579683226683</id><published>2009-03-11T17:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T17:11:28.830-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2006'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Sunday, September 03, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mr Pecker thru the boxer opening...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood:  contemplative &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Category: Romance and Relationships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have been completely slackin' on my "stories"... 2 weeks ago I was in DC visiting friends and family.. we ended up in a serious debate over a serious issue facing one of my dearest and closest.&lt;br /&gt;Before having sex (premeditated or in the heat of passion) do men take it all off or use that hole that Hanes created to be an easy access route when urinating? (hmmmmmmmmmm)&lt;br /&gt;Well, my first reaction was like what .. he keeps his boxers on? and then I was like "whoa.. threw the hole"? So it became a discussion amongst us all that Saturday night.. in seemed that everyone in our group had never really experienced that.. I mean that occasional quickie or the time in the back seat .. but EVERYTIME??? It was like we felt a bit appalled and in turn sorry for the less fortunate one in the group that in a year of "sex" had yet to experience skin on skin contact. Being the "nice" girl she is she said it was fine I mean really how much skin was she missin out on? In my opinion too much.. OK so he leaves his socks on.. his shirt on... and the boxers .. what is this man scarred? obese? in a year of monogamy my poor friend has yet to see her "beloved" naked.  The shots were flowin'.. and I deceided to take the debate on the road (disguised as a very drunk Cosmopolitan editor)... I asked many a bystanders of the male persuasion.. and 100% of then declared rather proudly "Nope!" "Nah" and "Never" ... not one had EVER kept his boxers on, nor used the "hole", but 100% of them felt that we should not use his name in the next issue because he didn't want his girlfriend to find out (OK so that is a different subject.. but odd nonetheless)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movin' right along.. we ended the night encouraging her to let him go.. to move on ... but here we are two weeks later and she is still sleepin' with Mr. Pecker thru the Boxer opening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any thoughts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-6492674579683226683?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/6492674579683226683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday-september-03-2006.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/6492674579683226683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/6492674579683226683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday-september-03-2006.html' title='Sunday, September 03, 2006'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-2489412426864023264</id><published>2009-03-11T17:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T17:09:10.232-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2006'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><title type='text'>Monday, August 28, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trials and Tribulations of dating...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood:  cheerful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Category: Romance and Relationships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what you're thinking.. what are you posting about.. you (me) are in a serious relationship... very true, but this weekend while hanging out with my single girl friends I realized that the "game" has not changed. Thus prompting me to start blogging what I will call the Dating Diaries. I will share my experiences (the funny and the oh wow ones) and I will also share the mishaps that my girls deal with week in and week out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night while watching TV with Mike, I was reminded of a time... Years ago... It was premier night of Jurassic Park... very busy night .. must have been a Friday or a Saturday, the theater is packed. I am on a double date.. sister in tow with her beau of the week... We send my boy off to secure good seats while Blanca, date and me go on a "munchies" expedition (I forgot to mention - we were blazed out... I was a pothead back then). Lights out, place is packed.. our arms are filled with sodas, candy, nachos.. you name it I bought it... We tip toe in ... and I am squinting, trying to find him. Back then I was in denial about needing glasses. Finally, somewhere in the middle row... I see him! We all take the seats.. I sit next to my boy and begin  offering him food... drinks, you name it. I thought it was kinda weird he didn't want any considering our state of mind. Somewhere in the middle of the movie I pass out (classy date huh?) on his shoulder nonetheless.. he still had not accepted any of my food offerings nor had he even tried to hold my hand... weird, but evidently not too much. Lights on... I wake up.. to him shaking me (hot!).. open my eyes.. and ask "Who are you?" he smiles and tells me he's been wondering the same thing all night... Um hello? yeah... I sat and passed out next to complete stranger!!!!! While my boy sat alone, hungry and thirsty.... um lets just say the car ride home was long and awkward for all of us. I think shortly after this stunt not only did he hate me... we fizzled out! Too bad I didn't get the others guys number.. just kiddin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-2489412426864023264?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/2489412426864023264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/monday-august-28-2006.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/2489412426864023264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/2489412426864023264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/monday-august-28-2006.html' title='Monday, August 28, 2006'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-4538555169543955113</id><published>2009-03-11T17:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T17:07:04.589-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2006'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escapades in love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy endings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Monday, August 21, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Endings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood:  cheerful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago, during dinner, my boyfriend and I landed on the topic of massages at those parlors that give happy endings. The conversation started out just dishing about our thoughts and whether we had explored that side... My creative mind suggests setting up a "Parlor" in our bedroom... complete with candles, white towels and zen music and take turns massaging each other... Pretty basic .. pretty normal "couple" behavior.&lt;br /&gt;M being the man he is calls shotgun and quickly changes from his clothes to a white towel.. which mind you he feels strongly he can do without. Keeping up with the role play I tell him all customers MUST wear the towel.. hahaha! So I walk him over to the table.. and introduce myself as Tracee the Asian Masseuse... everything is fine, going very Red Door-ish .. he is relaxed. I am working every kink out... and I decide to engage him in convo... in a terrible accent I ask him if he served time in vietnam... (he has an Chinese tattoo).. laughter breaks and we cant stop laughing... this continues and M leaves with a happy ending...&lt;br /&gt;My turn.. Finally! I am so excited for the prospect of a massage (M has no clue but I conned him into giving me one... whatever it takes ladies!). I change into my towel .. and I am greeted by Raul ... a very chatty personality that M had created for his portion in role playing... OK so Raul.. walks me over to the table... and asks me if I like American music? to start he has some bandstand hits with a mix of Solid Gold oldies playin' from the clock radio... he proceeds to sit on my back and tell me that he is from Bosnia and he loves dancin' but too many bombs and ashes... I am crackin' up .. almost peeing my pants (rather towel).. then he gets quiet workin' my kinks.. hmmm..heaven! then Boris kisses the back of my head... and states I am beautiful .. but he will stop and try and be professional... hahaha (mind you he is speaking in accent .. a mix of Arabic and Spanish).. ok so the relaxed mood is shot! I am having a blast but really want that massage.. so I tell Boris that I need to see his manager, that I need someone else to really work my muscles. In comes Mr Sakimoto.. an elderly Japanese man.. (My BF has an imagination) so he lotions me up and I am trying so hard to relax.. I  just cant cause Mr Sakimoto is chatty and his Japanese accent is hilarious.. especially after massaging me for 5 minutes , M starts struggin' with the lotion bottle... and turns to me and says.. " Time for happy ending.. you no like you no buy".... what a nut!!!! M is a trip .. We both died laughing and Parlor happy endings was closed for the evening...I realized that next time I need to go first! This has opened a whole new door for us.. the possibilities are endless!&lt;br /&gt;Next blog Dr Hardy Cox and Nurse Amma Sukya ... hahaha creativy rules!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-4538555169543955113?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/4538555169543955113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/monday-august-21-2006.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/4538555169543955113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/4538555169543955113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/monday-august-21-2006.html' title='Monday, August 21, 2006'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-1420673165336629066</id><published>2009-03-11T17:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T17:05:16.620-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2006'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='falling in love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escapades in love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Tuesday, August 15, 2006</title><content type='html'>Thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got it good ... better than most&lt;br /&gt;Always graspin' but never letting go&lt;br /&gt;this is all we dreamed of... isn't this what we imagined?&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of surprises&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes, take my hand and let's fly .. lets go back&lt;br /&gt;back to that simple place in our hearts&lt;br /&gt;Where we cherished and respected one another&lt;br /&gt;Lets hop off  this roller-coaster ... the ride is over&lt;br /&gt;escape the negativity and live the dream&lt;br /&gt;I got your back and  I know you've always had mine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-1420673165336629066?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/1420673165336629066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/tuesday-august-15-2006.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/1420673165336629066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/1420673165336629066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/tuesday-august-15-2006.html' title='Tuesday, August 15, 2006'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-4566849135456469309</id><published>2009-03-11T17:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T17:04:23.900-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2006'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Sunday, August 06, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rambling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Current mood:  contemplative&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growth however necessary can be nonexistent or even go unnoticed. Happiness is defined in different measures by all. Sadness is an emotion that we feel across the globe equally, why not happiness? Why do we chose to measure the positives... are they far and less in between. Very few I encounter realize that the little things count! What would the world; my world be without the little things. The good bye kisses, the hellos the morning cuddles, the late night chats, the glances across a crowded room, the i love yous, the I get yous, the simplicity of a friendship.  Appreciation is easier said than done... being caught up with the nothingness is a terrible thing. Being gracious being yourself.. what happened to those traits. Everyday 1/2 of us are walking around half awake- that is not good euff. Knowledge is power and many fail to use it, to elevate themselves. Blame is overrated! Your past can not define your future.. perhaps help shape it but not define you. Pointing fingers, listening not hearing... feeling not relating. Relating but not feeling.. how easily we do these things. Call out each others mistakes and forget that your own past is not a pretty story either. Why do we as humans alienate those closet to you? .. because you have not done what they did. Can one open their hearts and souls and really understand someone.. when do you realize that life is set up that way. When do you figure out that the happy ending is not given to you,  that its not guaranteed.. when? Who breaks it down to you that you - and only you can get out there and make shit happen...IF life was an open book, I am sure I would have many of fingers pointed, perhaps even lose friends maybe even respect of these whom I care most about. I am curious why as we get older those things we did years ago.. seem less bad, less irresponsible... when really my skelton's are just as dead as yours. How many times does one have to close doors to allow new opportunities, why are we seeking a life lesson or a reason for elements of the past. What happen to Ce la Vie? Are we this jaded? Are we this lost as a generation? My entire adult life I have been a firm believer of "everything happens for a reason" - I am not so sure anymore...  I believe things happen because you did it.. you put yourself there - you lined up your life that way.. you somehow got there ...you either worked your ass off for it.. or you fucked yourself over... sure things happen by luck or chance - I suppose, but I have yet to experience that. If I fucked up... I did it 99.9f the time. If something great happened to me, 99.9f the time I worked really hard for that fortunate thing to happen...&lt;br /&gt;I am so off track... I have no idea where I am going with this... I barely understand myself .. I am just rambling... I would share this with you if you were here with me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-4566849135456469309?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/4566849135456469309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday-august-06-2006.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/4566849135456469309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/4566849135456469309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday-august-06-2006.html' title='Sunday, August 06, 2006'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-2762440449299001657</id><published>2009-03-11T17:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T17:01:59.326-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newport News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2006'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escapades in love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Wednesday, August 02, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scorching...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood:  busy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is friggin' hot as balls in Newport News.. OMG!! Its dry, hot and I am dying. Ok.. that is not the point of this little story... I friggin' love Virginians... Its super hot and I swear not a soul is working! Not to mention everything here is done through the drive-up window. I went to the Walgreens (a cheap version of CVS), used the drive-thru feature and my clerk greets me with "Yo What up!? Its hot ain't it?" (no bull).. I shoot the shit with him and he takes care of my drugs (prescriptions, people) and off I go. Hit up the next drive thru, my local bank that employs one teller period!  Grandma smiles and hooks it up in 20 minutes - yes Virginians move SLOW!!!  Did I have a complicated task you ask??.. Not at all - just a simple deposit.. no cash back! 20 minutes!!! but all smiles and I know that her lil' Fluffy is ill .. poor cat! (hahahaah). 2 months ago I would have been pulling my hair out!! Cursing her in all types of Spanish unpleasantries, but nope I sat their happlily with the AC blow-in in my face, not without sharing Capone's training ...detailed!!! Next stop... Starbucks drive-thru .... hahaha.. I swear they are all right next to each other!!! After a creamed and sugared iced coffee ... I head to the liquor store (unfortunately I had to take my ass inside). Here is where my love for Virginians grew even more. There were 10 people in the store (its 2pm and a Wednesday!) all buying extremely large quantities  of booze (hard booze).. chattin' each other up .. sharing drink recipes.. I walked out of there with 2 boat party invites and 7 new cocktails to try with my new bottle of Jack... crazy!! After my social hour at the ABC ... I realized that  I have truly adjusted. Months ago, I would have been very annoyed at the "jam" in line .. and much more irritated with the 9 other people yapping about alcohol. Wow.. I am growing patience... shit I never thought that would ever happen! Either that or I need to get out more... did I just enjoy an errand run? wow!!! who am I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-2762440449299001657?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/2762440449299001657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/wednesday-august-02-2006.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/2762440449299001657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/2762440449299001657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/wednesday-august-02-2006.html' title='Wednesday, August 02, 2006'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-4053055096391952258</id><published>2009-03-11T16:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T17:00:02.499-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2006'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Tuesday, August 01, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ipod generation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood:  geeky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is lame I know.. but I have always been anti "techy" stuff... The good ole radio works just fine, not a big stereo girl .. I was the last person on earth to buy a dvd player and I am just know figuring out all this MP crap out..I still don't have a digital camera.. you get my point , right? ok so in 2006 my life has changed. First I bought a camera phone.. hahaha and y'all know what havoc that caused. I was picture happy ( I have sense chilled out). Last week I bought an ipod (yeah I am late) .. OMG! It must be the best 100 dollars I have ever spent. It is the cutest little black tiny musical techy thing I have ever owned. I listen to it all day and I have even started buying accessories.. I am not the same woman. I have subscribed to Internet downloading sites, steal music from myspace (sorry Tom) .. I am sick and disgusting. I am so in love with my Nano that I have bought both car and home speakers thingys...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my loved ones think I am nuts..especially Mike when I opted to listen to music over watching a movie... hahaha... I never got it... but I am glad I got one. Everyone should drop what they are doing and buy one immediately! hahahah.. ok back to my music!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-4053055096391952258?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/4053055096391952258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/tuesday-august-01-2006.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/4053055096391952258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/4053055096391952258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/tuesday-august-01-2006.html' title='Tuesday, August 01, 2006'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-5311950393556447463</id><published>2009-03-11T16:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:56:36.749-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2006'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Thursday, July 13, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Random &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood:  cranky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is totally random.. What is up with "couple" myspace profiles... YUCK! You got to be fuckin' kidding me... Mary &amp;amp; Jack .. excuse me while i get a life... its bad enough that the wonderful world of myspace lures 14 to 50 year olds now... but to get a page for you and your boyfriend/hubby is super wack! Again if I am 50 and on myspace thanking you for the add... SHOOT ME!!! Someone shoot Mary &amp;amp; Jack.. OK that was my rant!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-5311950393556447463?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/5311950393556447463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/thursday-july-13-2006.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/5311950393556447463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/5311950393556447463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/thursday-july-13-2006.html' title='Thursday, July 13, 2006'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-7154837222623552993</id><published>2009-03-11T16:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:54:11.797-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newport News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2006'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rude people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rockville'/><title type='text'>Wednesday, July 12, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood:  awake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure how to really title this.... but I was in Rockville yesterday on a solo trip to get my hair did and i am so amazed how different the people are in Newport News...&lt;br /&gt;Lets leave the materialistic carp out of it... I live on a street that I frequently refer to the Rockville Pike on Newport News... minus the bs.&lt;br /&gt;1. Lady in mid 40s in crutches asks me to help her get the door... i do.. she never acknowledges me much less thanks me..&lt;br /&gt;2. People can not drive, everyone is in a hurry and moving way to fast to get to the red light first .. get over yourself!&lt;br /&gt;3. people were literally fighting for parking at the mall&lt;br /&gt;4. some lady honked at me to hurry out of my space ....&lt;br /&gt;5. no one holds doors, says hello, people point and stare and ... OK I do that that...&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line is that people in Rockville are fuck-in' rude and i guess I like that my hostess asks me how my day was or how the lady at the bank knows my name, people say hello.. even as they walk by you at the mall. I can't say people here drive better or worse, but at least they are not side swiping each other to get to Montrose Crossing first.  Its more polite and def slower here.. but I guess you appreciate and grow to really welcome the please and thanks yous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-7154837222623552993?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/7154837222623552993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/wednesday-july-12-2006.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/7154837222623552993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/7154837222623552993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/wednesday-july-12-2006.html' title='Wednesday, July 12, 2006'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-7058270059382408500</id><published>2009-03-11T16:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:52:52.616-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newport News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2006'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='falling in love'/><title type='text'>4/1-7/1 2006</title><content type='html'>I apparently didnt post much during this time... but I should explain I had fallen head over heels in love and was living in Newport News, VA!&lt;br /&gt;I left the job, family, drama behind in DC for my baby... who was in the Army and stationed in a very small town... I hope I documented my ordeals from 2006-2008 -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-7058270059382408500?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/7058270059382408500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/41-71-2006.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/7058270059382408500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/7058270059382408500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/41-71-2006.html' title='4/1-7/1 2006'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-7657490806043118665</id><published>2009-03-11T16:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:49:51.194-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2006'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Thursday, March 30, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Bingo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood:  amused &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hahahahaha... just thought I would post my Bingo experience...&lt;br /&gt;I leave work and it takes me an hour to get to Wheaton to meet the girls for T's Bingo Bday Bash... I am pretty excited or was it the champagne. (we fired our assistant, but celebrated her departure with the bubbly and cake in her honor -we are truly wack) Except for the fact I am on the phone with my long lost best friend discussing his next steps with his current relationship (that deserves it's own blog). anyhow make it right at 7. The girls are parked on the side of the school.. and I am wondering why we are not inside... hahahahahaha... well .... apparently the bingo night was a PTA sponsered event for kids and parents.... hahahahaha... good work girls!!! Needless to say 3 20somethings did not really fit in... what a night!!???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-7657490806043118665?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/7657490806043118665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/thursday-march-30-2006.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/7657490806043118665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/7657490806043118665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/thursday-march-30-2006.html' title='Thursday, March 30, 2006'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-1235065892239553509</id><published>2009-03-11T16:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:46:55.017-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='partying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2006'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Friday, March 17, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kegs and Eggs '06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood:Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My morning starts with the most fright full moment of my life.. as I turn around to check myself out in the mirror.. I see a ghost... well I thought it was one.. but it was Tania standing behind me silent as a statue with her hair over her eyes a la Ring II. wow! So I scream for like ten minutes and get my green gear on and we bounce. We vowed last year to not tackle this event without food in our bellys.. so over Micky D's sandwiches and OJ, Tania decides that we need some pick me up drinks.. so back to Eastern ave for some rum and cokes... : ) Its like 8:45 and OAR is on live.. we are sippin' our drinks when we turn on to Mst... the line was 5 city blocks... FIVE!! parking was a disaster.. accidents, drunk people everywhere... In line we make friends and more drinks. We meet Nigel... the lost greek cousin of the Polo boy who was clearly drunk, stumbly and very dirty. We had the rappin', football playin', homeless, shoe shiner who made more tricks than a seal, for beer. We had 2 sets of green people givin'out beers for free to make the line a big party. Around 10 T makes nice with some dude that gives us "cut the line" passes... so we stand in another line for 30 more minutes.. (much shorter). At this point we are on our 3rd drink and feeling pretty nice. Our friend Steve, with the green mohawk, pointed out every drunk that passed us.. they looked so bent. That did not prepare us for the debachery inside. We of course had to pee, not before grabbin' a beer ... another line... the girls were def "gone wild". Tania made friends with a "FOB" that looked americanized, but only knew one sentance.."Dis da bathroom line" "jes" that still did not stop T from talking to her...&lt;br /&gt;after the bathroom we venture off ... to the dance floor.. where people were peeled on top of each other.. all T and I could say was wow. We got stopped on various occasions and were asked "how long have you been here?" "you are sober" hahahah.. not really but no where near as hammered as the rest of the people that started drinking at 4am.. they had 4 hours on us. What a difference.. The highlight of our morning came when T was getting hit on by some short dude with blood on his head (he smashed a beer in his head for more free beer...wtf?) .. he was a persistant lil fugger.. so I told him she was with me.. ya know with me with me.. NO CLUE...  after his annoying antics got to me...I yelled "I lick her".... hahhaha.. everyone around us is like wooooo!!!  Around 12 we decide to leave..not before one last pee break... the line was shorter, but the place was TP-less... the attendant was handing out pages from a paperback novel! No BS!! I thank god had 2 tiny tissues in my green purse.. but chicks were really using the sheets.. WOW!!!! I think we had more fun playing on the phone with Connie and Peter... than inside of Lulu's. Tania was a great date.. we left beadless but we many pics of boys bobbies... yeah T is a Hugh Hefner in the making just watch out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-1235065892239553509?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/1235065892239553509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-march-17-2006.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/1235065892239553509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/1235065892239553509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-march-17-2006.html' title='Friday, March 17, 2006'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-6461772128274018755</id><published>2009-03-11T16:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:48:34.636-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend wrap up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='partying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2006'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Monday, February 27, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mardi Gras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood: bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I realize its been a very long time since i posted a weekend re-cap... This Saturday, we decide that we feelin' a lil French/Orleans and head out to Lulu's for some Mardi Gras action.. some more excited than others, but beaded up nontheless. My cuz decides to drive us (Mike, Blanca, Tania, and me) bless her soul... all my non-smokers (ehhhemm) realize that they be jack-less .. so Maria makes a pit stop to CVS... and comes out running with a box in hand (.. I am thinking Oh shit my cuz just stole something, but NO a big sale on organizers) ..lol. We chug our beers and head in... the place was pretty packed and we were pretty sober. Soon enough after 5 or 6 Soco/Limes Mike and I are feeling pretty nice .. the girls are chugging $3.50 Captains ... Lets just say that pretty soon, Maria's jacket came off and B's hair got a lil' frizzy, BUT they were mingling : ) M&amp;amp;B made it on someone's website..lets hope its not "girls gone wild" .. they signed up for crusies, attacked boys for beads and masks... hahhahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;they were getting down with the get down... Maria became B's body guard (stop thats my cuz'ins ass)... hahha. While, my boo played pool .. who knew that was even a feature there... I tried to dance with my girls, what a task that was... I was quickly over telling dudes every five seconds that my BF was around the corner as much as Maria was tried of pushing them away (roughly)... so to prevent a fight, I exited the dance floor... hahaha!! We lost Tania, as usual.. she was on a quest to find a "good boy" .. she found one and laid low all night.. Not without Mike and I stalking her from afar (hmm honey do you think she like him? yeah I think so) hahahha... around 3 or so my granny ass got tired ... but it was a challenge getting the "single" ones to leave... wait one more dance ... Roberto .. ooooo... hahahhaha! I must admit the ride home was the highlight. From random texts (Okey dokey you wanna tap this?) to booty calls (ah shit I thought I gave him the wrong #) to dreams of eggs and bacon, that never happened. Ihop had a 45 minute wait ... oh no!! Mike calling out Blanca's hair for the 3rd time... B gettin' drunk mad and her ony come back being " stop mr frizzy hair caller outter" Real effective B! After, collecting B cause she was all comfy on the ihop bench surrounded by some peeps... we decide that 7-11 it is! B spent 10 minutes making Ghetto Style doritos and cheese (she never ate, ya sure)... Mike and Maria microwaving everything in sight... people eating on the counter, spilling cheese and making the line grow longer and longer. We finally make it home, I doubt my new "roomie" had any idea that B was that hammered ... text messaging can be deceiving LOL. After chowing down a plain ass pita thing and having a drunk politics convo... we pass out... What a night?!? These are the nights that make you realize how much you love your friends...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-6461772128274018755?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/6461772128274018755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/monday-february-27-2006.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/6461772128274018755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/6461772128274018755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/monday-february-27-2006.html' title='Monday, February 27, 2006'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-1328378101707519464</id><published>2009-03-11T16:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:44:16.563-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2005'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='falling in love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escapades in love'/><title type='text'>Sunday, December 04, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;private thoughts.. for me only ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood:  loved &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Category: Romance and Relationships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here I am in a place I never thought I would be... life is so random, I never expected to meet someone so damn cool, so genuine, so perfect for me. I never thought that I would fall so hard for you.. at all. I mean we "were" just having fun, and kickin' it... keeping it light.. I was trying to extend myself to just see what it's like to embrace someone else.... and every weekend my heart and soul just gets a bit more attached. Me attached, what a foreign concept! I feel so unlike myself, but I like the feelings that you bring out of me.. I am really happy and wish that the weekends were longer...As the weeks pass and the date gets closer.. the more I wish that life would extend me a wish...  just one wish... I am really scared for what the future holds, I hate the uncertainty, the not knowing. I am worried that you will end up on the other side of the world... then what? I know its so stupid ... to worry,  to even think about it... but I can't help it. My heart aches just thinking of the endless possibilities. I never imagined this at all... what will i do.. what will we do... If you go far away.. will we ... ugh... it's hard to say, write and even think about.  I am so grateful for meeting you though, you showed me many things.. you open my mind and soul ... you really blew my mind... you blow my mind... You are one of the most real and down to earth people I have ever met... you will never be forgotten.. you will never be replaced.. if you leave ... or rather when you leave.. know that you have left footprints in my heart... i regret nothing ... these past few weeks have been the best ever... meeting you was the best thing ever...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-1328378101707519464?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/1328378101707519464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday-december-04-2005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/1328378101707519464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/1328378101707519464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday-december-04-2005.html' title='Sunday, December 04, 2005'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-5471637191643294301</id><published>2009-03-11T16:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:42:29.532-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend wrap up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fed ex field'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='redskins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2005'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tailgating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escapades in love'/><title type='text'>Monday, November 21, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fed- Ex field Escapades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood:  cheerful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Category: Blogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was mad crazy, I will not even bring Friday and Saturday up... BUT Sunday started very early, I went to sleep at 5 am and was up at 8 am to get myself together for the much anticipated Skins v. Raiders game.. I had planned a big excursion, 8 deep! Linx, Be~Bop, Ang, Nance and her 2 cousins and my Cuz Mikey. Everyone meets at my house at 9... load cars, get some expressos , cameras, ice and head for the game... some of us chattier than others, some drinking and others jamming to the tunes...(Yo DJ can I get a request?} the ride was smooth, fast and easy ... we park in the green lot and jump out of the Suzuki ready to drink the Mimosas.. the boys not so much... but we beeches loved the bubbly... I set up some food and plugged in the transpoder only to find out my "grill" needs more juice than a 27 inch TV, damn George... we start diggin in the trash for receipts, cause you know I am taking that transformer thing back, hahaha! ok so no burgers... ugh but I got some "passion juice" in my car... as I stare at my date thinking wow do you remember the last time some "juice" was intoduced to us.. whoa... right? anyhow, as the day went on and the chips and wing dip just was not cutting it.. I persuaded good ole Pittsburgh Mama to please go work what her Mama gave her.. low and behold.. her Mama hooked her up and our neighboors let us place "the Celinda Castles" on the grill in exchange for some buddly.. even trade I thought... i of course end up flippin' burgers, but of course!! At some point we realize that the chesse has gone bad.. wtf?!? .. the castle burgers were dairy free.. honestly at this point we would have ate anything.. we set out for the game with 3 drinks a piece (i'm serious) hahaha it's a walk and i think I am sober... hold up are we chugging? hahaha wait I'm not ready... lol! Anyhow, my seats were clear across the other side from everyone else... but nonetheless feeling pretty nice, we made it in time for kick off. Damn, the seats were pretty friggin' tight.. they were supa close and our seat mate won the Papa's Pizza so Mike and I got on TV.. hahaha ( not bad for your first Skins game no? ) We decide beers are a must and since the Miller Guy must have been on strike.. drank Buds (gross). watching the game was a blast.. its sad that we lost to one of the lamest teams in the league, friggin fumbles third one.. what the F is wrong with my team? Anyhow, feeling a little down and way tipsy we set off for my car for what seemed like a 40 minute walk ... get there to find a party next to our cars... Oh no! I thought we would be home by 5 tops (sorry I lied).. beer bong tables and 6 bottles of bubbly, a 3o pack and some vodka later... the party was  finally over!  Thanks cuz.. I was getting concerned! What a game... but really what an after partee... Go Skins Bitches!!! We bleed burgundy and gold.. what?! Thank you all that helped make this a great day... I am sorry I didn't hang out and take shots, Gurls you know I love ya... I just was feelin' the game, the seats and honestly you beeches were supa far... OTHER SIDE!!!! i spent 30 minutes watching football on a TV... lol.. it's all so irrelevant now, but I was serious yesterday... can't touch this..hahaha.. to my mini-hubby you know I love you no matter what but you were being too gangsta!! when's the next game... and to my dogg, Tonka.. I am sorry you misssed the game due to my "scam" but you were missed and I poured some "juice" out for you... I love you ho! I owe you... Mama!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-5471637191643294301?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/5471637191643294301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/monday-november-21-2005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/5471637191643294301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/5471637191643294301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/monday-november-21-2005.html' title='Monday, November 21, 2005'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-1924222996070007618</id><published>2009-03-11T16:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:40:44.160-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2005'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Friday, November 18, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh I am not drinking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood:  drunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cool .. me either" .. yeah that's how the night kicked off ... just me and my girls watching the OC up on Eastern Ave... "shut up it's back on" "oh he's doable, I am diggin the beard"!!! " i fuckin hate her" "I am waiting for the right moment to get on" ... Yo C, what you got a port-a-potty... hahaha thank God we going to bar!! "I ain't chugggging... but who wants a to go drink? "Shit Fruit Punch and vodka yeah thats hot! ... "ok just one more cause I have dick coming over"... "Hi I am Angela and I am sober, but before I roll let me hook you up with my gurls"... shit you leavin??? "you ass been replaced" "West side (throw up the W here)"  Thank you Ang for hookin us up with the most bobo ass mofos at the bar.. I hope they reading this too!!! " "Um excuse me (holding Cdawg back... thinking I got this)...Get the F up off my table... I ain't laughin' wit ya..get the F up off my table!!!"... "I'll slice yo ass!" "you my bitch, that's  my sista and she surrrrirous..." " Please do not make her mad!" "Hey girls... what's your name... I'm Jenny.. Jenny Jones.. Ricki in da house... and u?"Im Cynthia" (wtf.. I thought you were supposed to be Montella?) @ more dodo ass losers from the VA walk over ..."we had to come over and meet Ricki.. you are fine girl and my boy is digging you... (heads turn quick, to find "friend" staring at your refelction of the rafters) hahaha... "oh we can take our attentionn elsewhere" Hands go up....What... please and thank you ASAP! NEXT!!!! Drop down and get your eagle on... "but I want that lighter" damn.. I am cutting it short ... cause I am still tripping over "Jaw gurl" um not sure what your type of party is but you need gum!! Hahaha like now.. I'm not kidding... Um excuse me can someone give her gum, you over there you got gum... Oh I know your Spanish ass is not talking shit (insert tons of spanish here)... OK so tonight what's the plan? By the way I still can't flush the potty who the fuck used the entire roll... Maintenence!!!!??? We don't love them bros!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-1924222996070007618?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/1924222996070007618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-november-18-2005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/1924222996070007618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/1924222996070007618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-november-18-2005.html' title='Friday, November 18, 2005'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-5429042944535028465</id><published>2009-03-11T16:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:38:18.203-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2005'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Thursday, November 17, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sex... lies.. and videotapes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood:  bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah... just kidding... made ya look! No but seriously the theme of today's posting is Dating.. since all my friends are pondering the rights, the wrongs and the damn losers... If you have read my blogs before you are aware of the crazy happenings in my "dating" life... About 2 weeks I go I decided to stop dating, somewhere before the Black Party but after Halloween.. that week in between was nuts! hahaha! What I CAN"T stand the most is ... The bullshit conversation, while you pretend to not be hungry.. shit I'm lying I have not gone on a dinner date since ... (wow thats embarrassing) lately I just get coffee dates.. "let's get to know eachother over cappacinos" and lets be insightful and boring... or I get the "let's do shots!!! cause I am 24 and think I am getting in your pants!!!" I must  pick winners... or I get the ones that won't leave me alone... I know we had coffee (hahahah) but since then I can't stop thinking of you, My pumpkin spice lattte....or how about the ones that have girl friends but pretend to want to marry you too... hahahah... (be easy Ang) or the best one yet.. the psycho bipolar one that has crazy sexual tendacies, american psycho status... hmmm ... see why I quit dating!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's me and the girlies ripping around this town.. hahahaha!!!! So back to the sex tapes.. Angela its all about the "skins and bones" beech!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-5429042944535028465?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/5429042944535028465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/thursday-november-17-2005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/5429042944535028465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/5429042944535028465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/thursday-november-17-2005.html' title='Thursday, November 17, 2005'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-6219710765803014897</id><published>2009-03-11T16:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:32:55.595-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2005'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Wednesday, November 16, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;idiots, losers and poor judgement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood:  creative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder what it would be like to be stuck in a small confined place with a group of strangers that you clearly would never speak too.. weird I know... but last night on the metro elevator, I was in this tiny small hot smelly place with 9 others and then these thoughts just ran through my mind. First of all I am clausterphobic and secondly these people were not normal to say the least... I can only imagine 15 minutes of air gasping time spent with these losers... what would I do? without being super cruel, mean or jugdemental... i am super appalled at my lazy ass ... no more elevators.. forever escaping from the unknown, walking like a solider head held up high waiting for a disaster and but really hoping to find you!&lt;br /&gt; (i dunno)  feelin' pretty cool like dat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-6219710765803014897?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/6219710765803014897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/wednesday-november-16-2005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/6219710765803014897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/6219710765803014897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/wednesday-november-16-2005.html' title='Wednesday, November 16, 2005'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-4593175669054886563</id><published>2009-03-11T16:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:29:23.259-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fed ex field'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2005'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escapades in love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend wrap up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='redskins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tailgating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Monday, November 14, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As the world turns...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood: indescribable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Category: Romance and Relationships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is super crazy sometimes and I am sure that we (or I) have a huge part to do with it...&lt;br /&gt;As usual my weekend was a blast but very different... It started on Friday in Bethesda with Ang and Jason, a little pre-game action before my anticipated Digable Planets show. So we head down I-95 with Belvy and cran cocktails, feelin' supa nice... and have a great time... the show was super tight, we defintely enjoyed ourselves. We lost J after a few hours... and Ang and I got seperated too... I encountered a wonderful person (did I just say wonderful, excuse me while I throw up..lol) that ended up spending the weeknd with me.. For those of you that really know me, Celinda, not Lola... know that I do not spend weekends with anyone... at all, ever... a couple hours will do me just fine. (insert wink here) Also you know that no matter how friendly I can be.. or the "social butterfly" that I claim to be ... I still do not dedicate too much of my energy or time to "strange" men... much more share pieces of me... the extended chats are for the weak, the opening up is for the weary, But sum' thing about this man was different and nope I can not explain it! He may be the most polite, genuine and super fuckin fun to be around...So this weekend was filled with adventerous times (get your mind out of the gutta) with ups, downs, towed cars, "lost" clothing in Bmore, skim egg nog lattes and black eyes, tons of jungle juice, parties in Bethesda, I don't love them hoes, shopping in Silver Spring's finest ... hahaha... we still found something, some office space action, morning cuddles, stolen kisses and PDA (yeah I know) lobsters and kraft mac and jacks, crazy druken friends and football... All that shit helped this weekend turn out to be pretty much one of the best (top 10) weekends I have enjoyed in a while.. I think I may have met one of the coolest peeps in a serious long time (aye papi) hahaha... the jury is still out at the final outcome or whatever,or wherever this may go... so don't ask, hate or judge... cause I don't have anything else but that... I felt the urge to share sum good stuff and feelings that I am feelin'... since I am always bitchin' about something...&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah that was the most bull shit call last night ever!!!! The Skin's were super robbed and I was not a happy camper, but as the world turns we sometimes feel shit differently.. and sometimes we feel people unexpectedly... yeah, yeah those that read my blogs all the time, will prolly say you heard it before... but the difference is that seeking was not seeking and rather sought.. a night turned into a weekend and a stranger turned into a friend... unexpected turns... unexpected returns...&lt;br /&gt;peace.. holla... go check out my new pics!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-4593175669054886563?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/4593175669054886563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/as-world-turns.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/4593175669054886563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/4593175669054886563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/as-world-turns.html' title='Monday, November 14, 2005'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-3028378088580577122</id><published>2009-03-11T16:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:26:04.487-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Wednesday, October 05, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The good, bad and ugly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood:  bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Simple minded individuals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being drunk is not an excuse, it's a problem. Being destructive, tempermental and obnoxious when you drink does not make to cute it makes you unattractive to most. drinking until you can't remember embarasses me! Yelling, screaming and thinking you're always right is not so hot either. We all have opinions, comments and ideas... Listen... you may learn something. What ever happened to talking about substance, not about how drinks you had or how you felt after the shots... or how many boys you met, or hot he was... or even worse how hot you looked in those jeans. Is this how shallow we have become, or do I just hang with the wrong crowd. I seem to always meet that kid from the wrong side of the tracks that I swear has a good soul and means well... and I always get burned. don't confuse my rant as being anti-gossip or anti-social ..please I am all for it... but if that is all you have to offer me, hmm. Then I am not so certain I care. Can we talk about politics, or your take on the inhumane conditions that affect us... and them... Agh! I think it's a challenge to meet people who can discuss issues other than their own. I have yet to meet people that listen, really listen. those seem to be a rare and extinct breed.&lt;br /&gt;This is not directed towards one but to all ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-3028378088580577122?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/3028378088580577122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/wednesday-october-05-2005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/3028378088580577122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/3028378088580577122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/wednesday-october-05-2005.html' title='Wednesday, October 05, 2005'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-2055681957358860343</id><published>2009-03-11T16:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:24:34.644-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fed ex field'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='redskins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2005'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tailgating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Monday, October 03, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Skins 3-0&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood: cheerful&lt;br /&gt;Category: Sports&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me begin by saying "GO SKINS!!!" ok ... so my day started super early yesterday... at 6 am (ugh). Thank God I stuck to my word and did not go out on Saturday, b'cuz Sunday would have been tough! OK so I head out for VA early in the AM hours ready for some tailgating action, with 2 bottles of champagne, OJ and Chocolate covered strawberries. Meet up with my girl and got to Fed-ex field by 9:30... that's when the real fun started.. especially after my True Bee-yotches showed up with football make-up under their eyes (left eye Lopes style) ... (not sure why)... 2 bottles and a few beers later..we set off for our seats (sec 135)... The massive amounts of burgundy and gold jerseys really impressed me, I think this may have been the first game in my entire history of games... where I only had one fan of the opposing team near me... and the lack of blue really got me fired up! I had a great time and hugged a ton of people I never even met... Go skins!!! 3 - 0 is great and 4-0 will be even better!!! I can't wait... PLUS the most notable feeling is that Dallas is at the bottom of our divison and beyond the fact that we beat them, they are truly experincing the Monday blues (true skin fans know what I mean)... I really thought that the fans yesterday were extremely passionate and very compassionate..a much better feeling than past years, where "fans" left at half time .. let's get the spirit up and rally our team... Go Skins!!!! 3- 0 baby!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-2055681957358860343?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/2055681957358860343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/monday-october-03-2005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/2055681957358860343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/2055681957358860343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/monday-october-03-2005.html' title='Monday, October 03, 2005'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-1422973495079457059</id><published>2009-03-11T16:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:22:28.910-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2005'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Tuesday, September 20, 2005  </title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Random thoughts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood:  annoyed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Category: Blogging &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I wonder why an 18 year old boy whom lives at home with Mom can fall in love with almost 30 year old girl (hottie)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder why life is moving so damn fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wondering why I can read people everyday but when it comes to my personal reads I am ALWAYS wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't get why guys are so difficult to get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder why I keep going backwards.. is it true what they say??? I am going back cause he KNOWS me... am I settling ... or am I in love? is it love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder if I am ready to commit and delete alll my contacts and start fresh and be "head over heels" sounds good ..but am I seeking that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't get love... just too complicated to even start.. wonder why when I was younger opening up was easier..why am I so picky and choosy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am I writing this???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever happened with going with the flow and falling in love without rules and stipulations..without planning your course ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do I fall out of like so fast?? why is he the one and then I can't even answer my phone to tell him I am over it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am I always over it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do I hate dating but yet have  a date a least once a week (some weeks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are my friends so darn intutive ?? can't they ever be wrong??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i getting so friggin old so fast... I am almost 30 - yikes.... why do I meet losers... am I giving off that vibe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ever happened to real dates? fuck this coffee shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened to courting ? and dudes opening doors... what the hell happened to meeting in the grocery store or bookstore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened to effortless friendships??? why are people judging all the time... who cares that she wore white in September?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do girlfriends disappear for months and then come back demanding to see you every weekend???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am I emotionally unavailable because I can't attend your friggin' sister's wedding on a weekend with prior commitments I made 8 weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can't I be booked all friggin month? what if I am truly busy... what if I really can't meet for drinks before dinner with my friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why should i cancel on a group of chicks that lifted my spirits long before I ever met you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes I am looking for Mr Right ..sorry to have spolied the thought of random sex with me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't be mad if I don't return calls take that as a sign ... and at least I was nice about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop taking everything so frigging personal .. I am complicated and take the time to figure me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do people change their pic 3 times a friggin day??/ if you do not use this place to meet dates...what are you using it for????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-1422973495079457059?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/1422973495079457059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/tuesday-september-20-2005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/1422973495079457059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/1422973495079457059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/tuesday-september-20-2005.html' title='Tuesday, September 20, 2005  '/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033689372649333539.post-7020352970364218445</id><published>2009-03-11T16:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:19:19.939-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2005'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Wednesday, August 31, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;End of the Summer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Current mood:  loved&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am so amazed that the summer is coming to a close. As I close my eyes and look back to the summer of '05. I didn't really do much.. but boy did I learn alot and met some amazing people.&lt;br /&gt;I am spent from the evenings out and the long days at the office...but my co-workers have become dear and close to me. Turning to them before anyone else for advice.. I love that. The 12 hours interaction that I share with them. The happy hours, the parties, the female bonding, the love... it's pretty darn good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did go to the beach a few times in the earlier part of the summer... Helped a friends out while there... drank a ton and actually got in the water for the first time in years... Maybe cause this year I did not rock $300 highlights. Maybe because this year I am comferatble in my skin and not worried about what my hair will look like... Maybe because I grew up this summer.&lt;br /&gt;I dated a ton.. although it feels like nothing... I meant some great men .. some funny, attractive men with their shit togther and some fun, attractive men with not a thing to offer but a party.. and enjoyed both spectrums but still did not meet the one that makes me want to settle down... I spent all summer long toggling this Ex .. who after all of that pondering I came to the conclusion is the biggest piece of garbage I ever threw away (so first kudos)! I also dated a few stalkers... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quit my part-time job... too much to do... and not really that broke anymore. I stopped being nice to people that I thought I had to be nice too , even when they were mean to me. I stopped doing things I didn't want to do anymore. And I stopped listening to people's advice that clearly wasn't heeding their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drank alot, danced alot and had an amazing summer over all.... I bought, ate, drank, said, wore, and did what I wanted ... for the first time ever ... I did not let money, people or life stand in the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went places without my security blanket of friends.. I hung out with people my friends hated .. they were right, but I still did it... I really feel empowered... Now that it's almost fall, it's time to fall in love! ha ha ha .. no but seriously ... I am ready....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033689372649333539-7020352970364218445?l=imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/feeds/7020352970364218445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/wednesday-august-31-2005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/7020352970364218445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033689372649333539/posts/default/7020352970364218445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotanoldlady.blogspot.com/2009/03/wednesday-august-31-2005.html' title='Wednesday, August 31, 2005'/><author><name>Celly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12468742747511339776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uk_3q9uIgCQ/SjGzH30KkgI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bT0Z03oHWtw/S220/Corey+and+Brady+311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
