<?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-8006174</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:30:52.243-04:00</updated><category term='lame'/><category term='Darth Vader'/><category term='beer'/><category term='Diversity'/><category term='Happy'/><category term='BCS'/><category term='Veterans Day'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Emperior'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='boyfriends'/><category term='WWII'/><category term='Mark'/><category term='Boss'/><category term='mission statement'/><category term='Bunny'/><category term='Red. Bono'/><category term='AIDS'/><category term='superbowl'/><category term='U of M'/><category term='gifts'/><category term='Ohio State'/><category term='water'/><category term='Slumber Parties'/><category term='persistence'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='Shopping'/><category term='calender'/><category term='Death Star'/><category term='Pearl Harbor'/><category term='Anniversary'/><category term='faithful'/><category term='Affirmative Action'/><category term='Mall'/><category term='Franklin Covey'/><title type='text'>Shan-O-Land</title><subtitle type='html'>"We know what we are, but know not what we may be." - William Shakespeare</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>214</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-1751364419072353947</id><published>2008-11-05T08:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:48:33.808-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Obama's "Bill Pullman" Moment</title><content type='html'>"It’s the answer spoken by young and old, rich and poor, Democrat and Republican, black, white, Latino, Asian, Native American, gay, straight, disabled and not disabled – Americans who sent a message to the world that we have never been a collection of Red States and Blue States: we are, and always will be, the United States of America."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not one President, except for fictional ones, has sent shivers down my spine. When I heard this clip this morning on the radio I cried tears of joy because change has defiently come to the United States of America.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-1751364419072353947?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/1751364419072353947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=1751364419072353947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/1751364419072353947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/1751364419072353947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2008/11/obamas-bill-pullman-moment.html' title='Obama&apos;s &quot;Bill Pullman&quot; Moment'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-7600661146614630591</id><published>2008-09-29T10:56:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T11:23:47.870-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='superbowl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lame'/><title type='text'>Another Lame Superbowl 1/2 time show</title><content type='html'>Last night I was watching "classic" VH1 and a Bruce Springstein concert was on; and I thought to myself... "gee... I hope he doesn't play the halftime show this year becuase that could be almost as lame as the Tom Petty one last year."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aparently I jinxed myself. Earlier this morning NBC announced that "&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080929/ap_on_en_mu/people_springsteen_super_bowl"&gt;Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band will perform at the 2009 Super Bowl halftime show in Tampa, Fla&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-big sigh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... while I do love "The Boss" and he imbodies the "all-american" hard working middle class... could we PLEASE PLEASE PLESE get a rock-n-roll band that isn't on Medicaid?&lt;br /&gt;Ever since 2004 when MTV lost the rights to produce any further half-time shows, it has been one geratic rock-n-roll band after another. Lets recap:&lt;br /&gt;2005 - Paul McCartney&lt;br /&gt;2006 - The Rolling Stones&lt;br /&gt;2007 - Prince&lt;br /&gt;2008 - Tom Petty&lt;br /&gt;2009 - Bruce Springsteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*All Produced by Don Mischer Productions andWhite Cherry Entertainment*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about a walk down memory lane to the 2000 - 2004 shows&lt;br /&gt;2000 - Phil Collins, Christina Aguilera, Enrique Iglesias, Toni Braxton&lt;br /&gt;(Produced by Disney)&lt;br /&gt;2001 - The Kings of Rock and Pop: Ben Stiller, Adam Sandler, Chris Rock (pre-recorded intro skit) Aerosmith, 'N Sync, Britney Spears, Mary J. Blige, Nelly&lt;br /&gt;(Produced by MTV)&lt;br /&gt;2002 - U2 w/ 911 tribute&lt;br /&gt;(Produced by CLEAR Channel)&lt;br /&gt;2003 - Shania Twain, No Doubt, Sting&lt;br /&gt;(Produced by Jimmy Iovine and Joel Gallen)&lt;br /&gt;2004 - Jessica Simpson with University of Houston and Texas Southern bands, Janet Jackson, Justin Timberlake, Nelly, P. Diddy, Kid Rock&lt;br /&gt;(Produced by MTV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Super_Bowl_halftime_shows"&gt;Wiki&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we please go abck to the way things were? Becuase of MTV's lack of judgement in 2004, we have all take a 20 yr backstep in halftime shows. In the 80's they were one band and LAME. In the last half of the 2000's, they are one band and LAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please help.. someone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-7600661146614630591?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080929/ap_on_en_mu/people_springsteen_super_bowl' title='Another Lame Superbowl 1/2 time show'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/7600661146614630591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=7600661146614630591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/7600661146614630591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/7600661146614630591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-lame-superbowl-12-time-show.html' title='Another Lame Superbowl 1/2 time show'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-6486847454913897929</id><published>2008-09-24T13:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T13:31:54.819-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall</title><content type='html'>It's been a year... damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. not work blues for me this fall.. I FINALLY got a new job here at UM! WOO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HOO&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now an Admissions Assistant at the Ross School of Business. Translation: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Glorified&lt;/span&gt; paper pusher... :) But hey.. that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.. I have my own 3.5 walls, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NKOTB&lt;/span&gt; poster, and pictures of my kin on the wall. AND... I can go for coffee anytime I want :) YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently working on:&lt;br /&gt;My other blog&lt;br /&gt;My Google &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;webspace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wedding&lt;br /&gt;My credit card debt (YUK!)&lt;br /&gt;Getting more Slumber Parties&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-6486847454913897929?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/6486847454913897929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=6486847454913897929' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/6486847454913897929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/6486847454913897929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2008/09/fall.html' title='Fall'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-4813265028296714087</id><published>2007-08-30T10:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T10:17:35.264-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Work Blues</title><content type='html'>I have the job blues once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another summer of interviews has gone by with no new job for the Shannon. I really wish I could just quit my job and do SP, event planning, and personal training with the Duck for a living. Unfortunately I have a massive amount of debt and good health insurance that is keeping me in my current location :P Also the uncertainty of being able to pay my bills is another one - I may have A TON of debt, but I am currently able to pay all my bills on time (mostly) every month and I want to keep it that way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho... if anyone can send me some good job mojo it would be appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;~S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-4813265028296714087?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/4813265028296714087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=4813265028296714087' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/4813265028296714087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/4813265028296714087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2007/08/fall-work-blues.html' title='Fall Work Blues'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-6672225189077455354</id><published>2007-08-28T16:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T16:36:15.257-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegas Baby.... Vegas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I go to Vegas in a week! YEAH! For a training convention with Slumber Parties. It is going to be way fun, and very tiring! They have us in classes from 8 am - 8 pm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope to sight see and maybe get a tatoo! Some of the girls are talking about getting one on our free day on Thursday. Here is the concept I am tossing around:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103852261392249634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AqNftD9ezac/RtSGlyJb8yI/AAAAAAAABR0/llCJtWLnNLE/s320/tatoo+concept.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A "Family Crest" of some sort: The Medusa head is for my sword school; the dragon head for my sword class and the 2 S's for Scott and I. Of course it will prob be prettier when finished and all balck and "white" as color fades over time.. we will see.. I prob wont cause Hart &amp;amp; Huntington are some of the best, which means high prices... anywho... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Vegas baby... Vegas...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-6672225189077455354?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/6672225189077455354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=6672225189077455354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/6672225189077455354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/6672225189077455354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2007/08/vegas-baby-vegas.html' title='Vegas Baby.... Vegas!'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AqNftD9ezac/RtSGlyJb8yI/AAAAAAAABR0/llCJtWLnNLE/s72-c/tatoo+concept.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-7450413260453288670</id><published>2007-08-01T12:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T12:11:14.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello... Anyone Out there?</title><content type='html'>Ok.... ok... ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry that I have been away for so long. I must admit that I have been cheating on you with Myspace, Live Journal, and Facebook; and truthfully, I regret every bit of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure they offer more bells and whistles, and there are more "friends" out there that read those than you here, buy you, my original Shano-Land Blog will always be my one true blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sincere apologies that I have been neglecting you for so long. I promise to try to ink your pages more often with the crazy things that go on in my mind - after all, you are my name-sake - Shano-Land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... "As Elaine says, BARACK THE CASBAH!"&lt;br /&gt;Hi Ben!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-7450413260453288670?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/7450413260453288670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=7450413260453288670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/7450413260453288670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/7450413260453288670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello-anyone-out-there.html' title='Hello... Anyone Out there?'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-5388539076849001271</id><published>2007-06-18T08:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T08:29:25.769-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty Sweet Life</title><content type='html'>I was writing to an old friend from high school and realized just how sweet life is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;It was crazy! I ran into Missy at C&amp;amp;B last May when I was in town for my 10 yr reunion! We were just shopping and I was like "I have to go in here!" and there she was behind the counter in my favorite section - glassware! hehe I had all new margarita glasses shipping home to me! I felt like a posh snowbird - yes I am on vacation, can you ship this to me? hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, went to college, had A LOT of fun, fell in love, broke up, fell in love, got an apartment, got a cat, bought a condo, got another cat, got my master's degree, and made it legal! (we haven't had the reception yet, so we have only been telling people a little at a time!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother and sister are going great! Jon is engaged with a 2 yr old. Jeni is married with a 1 yr old and a 2nd one on the way! My parents are still trucking along! We have huge football parties all the time in the fall and BBQ's in the summer. We are very blessed and live a pretty sweet life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work at U of M as a department assistant for Political Science and I also work at a conference center as a wedding planner on the weekends and do Slumber Parties (adult all women home parties!) as well! Both part time jobs are a BLAST and I love it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-5388539076849001271?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/5388539076849001271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=5388539076849001271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/5388539076849001271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/5388539076849001271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2007/06/pretty-sweet-life.html' title='Pretty Sweet Life'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-5490163008189918845</id><published>2007-06-07T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T09:01:03.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reason &amp; Season</title><content type='html'>PEOPLE COME INTO YOUR LIFE FOR A REASON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime. When you know which one it is, you will know what to do for that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually. They may seem like a godsend and they are. They are there for the reason you need them to be. Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inco nvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end. Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away. Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand. What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done. The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people come into your life for a SEASON, because your turn has come to share, grow or learn. They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it, it is real. But only for a season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons, things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life. It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being a part of my life, whether you were a reason, a season or a lifetime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-5490163008189918845?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/5490163008189918845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=5490163008189918845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/5490163008189918845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/5490163008189918845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2007/06/reason-season.html' title='Reason &amp; Season'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-5687389002573641919</id><published>2007-04-26T16:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T16:34:39.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big 3-0</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;... which isn't for another 10 months for me, but my dear cousin Ben turns 30 tomorrow and while I am very much looking forward to turning 30, or last week thought I was, I have started to realise that I am no longer 21 and now have to worry about the following things:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wrinkles - is it time to start buying anti-aiging cream and foundation? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Continued boob saggage (a HUGE problem for me as they are already heading south at an alarming pace!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "Getting in Shape" - yeah.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Reproducing - how old is too old? Do I want to be 50 and still be paying for college?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.... as much as I was looking forward to this life event... I think I am starting to freak out a little... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-5687389002573641919?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/5687389002573641919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=5687389002573641919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/5687389002573641919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/5687389002573641919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2007/04/big-3-0.html' title='The Big 3-0'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-7853138300873578758</id><published>2007-03-29T09:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T09:36:56.834-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriends'/><title type='text'>My Favorite "Mistakes"</title><content type='html'>As I enter another phase in my life this weekend I have been pondering past relationships and which ones effected me the most. I have been lucky enough to not end relationships "badly" and have kept in touch with most of my ex's over the years. I have also been able to reflect on each relationship and been able to take valuable lessons from each of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From L I learned that it is important to communicate, give each other room, and that it is OK to be individuals as well as a couple. This is my most important past relationship as S immediately followed L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From M I learned that timing is everything and you have to fight for the ones you love. M, consequently, is my "biggest mistake" that I went back to several times and ended up getting hurt each time (I should have soooo listened to my friends). I recently got back in touch with him and let me tell you he still gives me butterflies and makes me weak in the knees (I sooo hate it that he does!). We have chalked up our time together as a pair of star-crossed lovers who may end up together again in 20 years. Lesson learned here: Never go back, fight for the ones you love, and listen to your friends (they see things you refuse to when you are blinded by "love").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, W was my "first". An older, hunky firefighter who taught me all about "adult" relationships and that is it important to grow and learn your life lessons before settling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D was my first bf ever. He is a sweetie and he will always hold a special place in my heart. What happened here is I grew up and he didn't and we both ended up feeling that we were babysitting/being baby-sat. Let me tell you though, when I think of it, I can still feel the same knots in my stomach when I did 13 years ago after seeing him kiss someone else just 3 days after ending our 9 month HS relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... let's tally.... that is about 5 people I have been in love with in my life. Each taught a lesson, and with each I learned something about life. They all hold a special place in my heart and I love them all still to this day; just a little differently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-7853138300873578758?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/7853138300873578758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=7853138300873578758' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/7853138300873578758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/7853138300873578758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-favorite-mistakes.html' title='My Favorite &quot;Mistakes&quot;'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-8205030065010493413</id><published>2007-03-23T10:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T10:30:01.781-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'M FREAKING OUT MAN!!!"</title><content type='html'>.... ummmm... yeah... that is all I wanted to say....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am freaking out ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-8205030065010493413?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/8205030065010493413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=8205030065010493413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/8205030065010493413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/8205030065010493413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-freaking-out-man.html' title='&quot;I&apos;M FREAKING OUT MAN!!!&quot;'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-8802839734904985706</id><published>2007-03-15T09:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T09:37:35.221-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beer'/><title type='text'>BEERFEST COUNTDOWN HAS BEGUN!</title><content type='html'>Hey Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Marshall's are hosting a beerfest competition onSeptember 15 (UofM Notre Dame day)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to form a team of 4-5 or just show up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS EVENT IS NOT GOING TO KILL YOU!YOU ARE NOT GOING TO BE REQUIRED TO DRINK MASS AMOUNTS OF BEER!(Though you are encouraged :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All games are "typical" drinking games which require "sips" of beer.However, we are hoping to have at leats one chugging relay which willrequire you to finish a 16oz glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark your calanders!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an event you will NOT want to miss!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teams are forming now for BEERFEST 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Games being played:&lt;br /&gt;Speed Quarters&lt;br /&gt;Thumper&lt;br /&gt;Beirut&lt;br /&gt;Beer Pong&lt;br /&gt;Volume Chug&lt;br /&gt;Das Boot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beer will be served in 16 oz glasses. The Volume Chug will be a 23 oz pilsner&lt;br /&gt;Teams of 4-5 encouraged!&lt;br /&gt;Matching Outfits STRONGLY encouraged!&lt;br /&gt;Team Captains: You choose the country to represent!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-8802839734904985706?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/8802839734904985706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=8802839734904985706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/8802839734904985706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/8802839734904985706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2007/03/beerfest-countdown-has-begun.html' title='BEERFEST COUNTDOWN HAS BEGUN!'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-4203899821235779699</id><published>2007-03-01T19:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T19:40:38.464-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Fat ZERO!</title><content type='html'>ZERO posts for Feb.... bugger.... Sorry that I haven't been keeping up here. I have three &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;myspaces&lt;/span&gt; to check and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;livejournal&lt;/span&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in the process of building up my new business. I have two parties this weekend, a party next weekend and a party at the end of the month. I am trying to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;utilize&lt;/span&gt; some great KIT practices that I learned while at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;GW&lt;/span&gt;. I am pondering a "Vendor Appreciation" party and inviting local business women in addition to sending them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;information&lt;/span&gt; about my new venture. I really need to take a day or two and go door to door to women in the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Anywho&lt;/span&gt;... I hope everyone is doing well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH TRENT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-4203899821235779699?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/4203899821235779699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=4203899821235779699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/4203899821235779699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/4203899821235779699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2007/03/big-fat-zero.html' title='Big Fat ZERO!'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-9199081401818058404</id><published>2007-01-29T12:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T12:27:27.968-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slumber Parties'/><title type='text'>My New Business</title><content type='html'>Last week I purchased a new business. I am now a Slumber Parties Distributor -&lt;br /&gt;Shannon M. Marshall&lt;br /&gt;Romance Enhancement Consultant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Or so my business cards say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been something I have wanted to do for almost two years now. My friend Lisa in Colorado does this for a living. It started out as part time in addition to her real estate business, and she is now a full time distributor who raked in $85,000 in sales last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know, Slumber Parties is a company that does in home parties and distributes bedroom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;novelties&lt;/span&gt;, toys, and romance enhancement products.  The parties are for women only (18+) and are done in the comfort of your home.  Men can purchase products from me, I just can't do a demonstration party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So boys, need anything &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;saucy&lt;/span&gt; for the bedroom - give me a call, I will hook you up. Ladies, book your party today! (Or just order stuff from me also!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-9199081401818058404?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/9199081401818058404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=9199081401818058404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/9199081401818058404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/9199081401818058404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-new-business.html' title='My New Business'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-507681769237789975</id><published>2007-01-17T08:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T09:05:28.140-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>5 Year Anniversary</title><content type='html'>Last night was the 5th anniversary from the date that Scott and I met. Since we started "dating" about a week after we met, we have just chosen to celebrate an "anniversary" on the day we met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent a nice evening at home with a romantic carry-out dinner and our favorite TV shows and a movie. No presents were given this year, just time spent together reflecting on how much we mean to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We look forward to our 7th year anniversary when we will get married on October 31, 2009. It will be a very fun and festive party, one that very much reflects our personalities. So save the date if you wold like to take a trip up to Michigan in October. Shouldn't be too cold - prob in the 50-60's; and hopefully the fall colors will still be around! (Rock-Chicks this is an event not to be missed if you would like to be "red carpet" interviewers!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-507681769237789975?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/507681769237789975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=507681769237789975' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/507681769237789975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/507681769237789975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2007/01/5-year-anniversary.html' title='5 Year Anniversary'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-587636795812839759</id><published>2007-01-09T08:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T09:00:40.141-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hazy Shade of Winter</title><content type='html'>Winter has not been to harsh on us yet this year, but in salute of the Bangles song and the winter season, I have changed over to a blue motif. Happy Bunny still says it all though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-587636795812839759?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/587636795812839759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=587636795812839759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/587636795812839759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/587636795812839759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2007/01/hazy-shade-of-winter.html' title='Hazy Shade of Winter'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-6078059209903747631</id><published>2007-01-03T13:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T13:29:38.847-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bunny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>My Happy Bunny</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- START YOUTHINK.COM QUIZ RESULTS --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border=0 bgcolor=black cellspacing=2 cellpadding=10&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor=white&gt;&lt;td align=center&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.youthink.com/quiz.asp?action=take&amp;quiz_id=204&gt;&lt;font color=#505A84&gt;What "Happy Bunny" phrase are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=#505A84 size=4&gt;&lt;b&gt;you suck and that's sad&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are a very compassionate and sympathetic person. 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It get me going and motivates me. I have heard that if you feel drawn to a specific period of time or certain interest - like Disco, Vampires, and the Renaissance - then it is possible that you lived former lives during those times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SOOOOO think I was a disco queen (not a "Queen") who died of an overdoes on the dance floor; which would explain my quick reincarnation in 1978.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-3269170885331313766?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/3269170885331313766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=3269170885331313766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Please see theirsite at: &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.letssaythanks.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.letssaythanks.com&lt;/a&gt; and send a card to our troopsfor the holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shannon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mission of Let's Say Thanks is to provide a way for individualsacross the country to recognize U.S. troops stationed overseas. Bysubmitting a message through this site you have the opportunity tosend a free personalized postcard greeting to deployed servicemen andwomen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The postcards, depicting patriotic scenes and hometown images, wereselected from a pool of entries from children across the country.All you have to do is click on your favorite design and either selectthe message that best expresses your sentiment or draft a personalnote. The postcards are then printed on the Xerox iGen3(r) DigitalProduction Press and mailed in care packages by military supportorganization Give2TheTroops(r).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xerox is committed to helping people across the nation express theirgratitude to our troops overseas. The launch of this program is aimedat reminding them how much Americans appreciate their service.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-3265005882591308117?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/3265005882591308117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=3265005882591308117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/3265005882591308117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/3265005882591308117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/12/xerox-cards-for-troops.html' title='Xerox &amp; Cards for the troops'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-2530912862961351536</id><published>2006-12-06T08:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T09:07:29.408-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Bah Humbug</title><content type='html'>So I love the holidays, don't get me wrong. I love getting gifts for the people I love; this should be my favorite time of year as one of my love languages is gifts. But, I am a little soured this season due to the extremely high rate of gift giving in my office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In years past, I have always received gifts from my supervisors.  In my last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;UofM&lt;/span&gt; job, I think I even started up the "Secret Santa" thing because there really was no other gift giving in the department. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year in my new department this is what has been asked of me:&lt;br /&gt;1. Contribute money to buy gift cards for our three student temps who work for us (no problem $10)&lt;br /&gt;2. Contribute a hard item for a gift basket for our custodian (no problem - he is cool and going to be a fireman, I can get him a free t-shirt or something from my uncle - $15 gift card &amp; a fire patch)&lt;br /&gt;3. Spend $15 on a secret Santa gift for someone in the office (no problem - gift certificate &amp;amp; bookmark)&lt;br /&gt;4. Contribute money to a group gift for the boss (what???)&lt;br /&gt;5. Contribute money to a group gift for the department chair (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;wa&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;wa&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;wa&lt;/span&gt;-WHAT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in the past year I have gone from getting gifts from my boss to giving gifts to my boss and making $2,000 less than what I was two years ago! I have been asked by my coworkers to spend $60 on people in the department when I haven't even the money to spend that much on my each of my family members this year! My mom is getting a $10 book from the Borders &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bargain&lt;/span&gt; table and a hand made scarf!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I vetoed the contributing to the boss and chair.  When I asked my mom about this she said it was highly improper to present a group gift to bosses and chairs, especially when they make more money than you! (per Emily Post). And I agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-2530912862961351536?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/2530912862961351536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=2530912862961351536' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/2530912862961351536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/2530912862961351536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/12/bah-humbug.html' title='Bah Humbug'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-8833975644672368424</id><published>2006-12-05T10:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T10:59:16.495-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrrr.....</title><content type='html'>My pirate name is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 32px"&gt;Black Charity Flint &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like anyone confronted with the harshness of robbery on the high seas, you can be pessimistic at times. Like the rock flint, you're hard and sharp. But, also like flint, you're easily chipped, and sparky. Arr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 100%; COLOR: #f8eecc; BOTTOM: 20px; POSITION: absolute" href="http://www.piratequiz.com/"&gt;Get your own pirate name from piratequiz.com.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part of the fidius.org network&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-8833975644672368424?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/8833975644672368424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=8833975644672368424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/8833975644672368424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/8833975644672368424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/12/arrrr.html' title='Arrrr.....'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-9096502096639043920</id><published>2006-11-17T12:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T15:39:27.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bo Schembechler dies at 77</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2590/977/1600/810251/coach_schembechlerbo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2590/977/200/43472/coach_schembechlerbo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://msn.foxsports.com/cfb/story/6181330"&gt;http://msn.foxsports.com/cfb/story/6181330&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.umich.edu"&gt;http://www.umich.edu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the eve of the greatest game of the year, U of M's most belived coach dies. Bo Schembechler was taping pre-game interviews in Southfield, MI this mornign when he collapsed. At 9:35 am he was rushed via motorcade to Providence Hospital where he later died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bo Schembechler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michigan, Miami of Ohio &amp;amp; Bowling Green&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;234-65-8 (27 seasons)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ranks as the winningest head coach in Michigan football history, compiling an overall record of 194-48-5 in 21 seasons (1969-89) as head coach Under Schembechler's guidance, Michigan's 96-10-3 regular season record through the decade of the 1970s was the nation's best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guided 17 teams to post-season bowl games, includig 10 Rose Bowls, and another 17 to top 10 finishes in the final wire service polls (AP and/or UPI)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his 27 years of coaching, his teams never had a losing season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon stepping down after the 1989 season, retired as the winningest active coach in the nation (234-65-8) and fifth on the all-time list, only behind coaching legends Paul 'Bear' Bryant, Amos Alonzo Stagg, Glen 'Pop' Warner, and Woody Hayes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-9096502096639043920?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://msn.foxsports.com/cfb/story/6181330' title='Bo Schembechler dies at 77'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/9096502096639043920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=9096502096639043920' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/9096502096639043920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/9096502096639043920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/11/bo-schembechler-dies-at-77.html' title='Bo Schembechler dies at 77'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-3800692482275288726</id><published>2006-11-16T09:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:40:23.417-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>I'm Done, I'm Out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2590/977/1600/e0_26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2590/977/200/e0_26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am done Christmas shopping, well except for Scott who wont tell me what he wants; and a few crafts I have to finish. My budget was very small this year, which may explain why I am already done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HORRAH!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I WON'T HAVE TO STEP FOOT IN THE MALL AND SHOP ALL SEASON!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I will have to go to the mall, as I work there on the weekend :o(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-3800692482275288726?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/3800692482275288726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=3800692482275288726' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/3800692482275288726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/3800692482275288726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-done-im-out.html' title='I&apos;m Done, I&apos;m Out...'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-5547794530675744482</id><published>2006-11-10T08:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T08:30:12.730-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WWII'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pearl Harbor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Veterans Day'/><title type='text'>Veterans Day - "Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition"</title><content type='html'>I found this quote on the Yale University Press web site yesterday while processing a book order.  I shared it with some friends and received the following history lesson behind it.  I thought I would continue to share it with you all as the troops on campus are celebrating Veterans Day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;"the rest ofthe story", as given on &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://my.execpc.com/~dschaaf/praise.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://my.execpc.com/~dschaaf/praise.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Praise the Lord and Pass the Ammunition"; was written by FrankLoesser. According to the song a chaplain ("sky pilot") was with some fightingmen who were being attacked by an enemy. (Generally given at the time to be theJapanese at Pearl Harbor.) He was asked to say a prayer for the men who wereengaged in the firing at the on-coming Japanese planes. The chaplain; the songwent on to infer, put down his bible, manned one of the ship's gun turrets andbegin firing back, saying, "Praise The Lord and pass the ammunition".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now; however, there are now facts available setting the story straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the writer, Jack S. McDowall, through the years the lyrics of thesong have generally credited "a chaplain" manning the gun turrets of a ship,while under attack. "This was not true". says, McDowell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some time, long after the attack at Pearl Harbor, stories and reportscontinued to pop-up about the incident, involving a chaplain who was to haveuttered the now famous words, "Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These stories eventualy made their way through the servicemen back to thepress. The press, as McDowell noted, . . . led some writers erroneously toidentify other chaplains as authors of the phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, the real Chaplain, Howell Forgy, aboard the U.S.S. New Orleans;during the Japanese attack, was that Chaplain. He was a Lieutenant (j.g.) onthat Sunday morning in December, 1941.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Lieutenant who had been in charge of an ammunition line on the USS NewOrleans during the attack remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I heard a voice behind me saying, Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition. Iturned and saw Chaplain Forgy walking toward me along the line of men. He waspatting the men on the back and making that remark to cheer them and keep themgoing. I know it helped me a lot, too", he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Lieutenant j.g. said, the men aboard the USS New Orleans wouldthereafter kid Chaplain Forgy about the role he played whenever they heard thesong that had been written. They also encouraged him to set the record straightas to who actually said what. According to that same Lieutenant the Chaplainwould decline saying he felt "the episode should remain a legend rather than beassociated with any particular person."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author McDowell said that press reporters were eventually permitted tointerview men of the U.S.S. New Orleans involved in the "ammunition" story.Chaplain Forgy's superior officers set up a meeting with some of the press and;at last, the the real story of the wonderful song and the wonderful man who hadinspired it was finally confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The preceeding information was provided by Henry Wristen, President of theU.S.S New Orleans (CA-32) Reunion Association."Pearl Harbor: Remembered" Web site thanks him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;The Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down went the gunner, a bullet was his fate&lt;br /&gt;Down went the gunner, then the gunners mate&lt;br /&gt;Up jumped the sky pilot, gave the boys a look&lt;br /&gt;And manned the gun himself as he laid aside The Book, shouting&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition!&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition!&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition and we'll all stay free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord and swing into position!&lt;br /&gt;Can't afford to sit around and wishin'&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord we're all between perdition&lt;br /&gt;and the deep blue sea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes the sky pilot said it&lt;br /&gt;You've got to give him credit&lt;br /&gt;for a son - of - gun - of - a - gunner was he,&lt;br /&gt;Shouting;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord we're on a mighty mission!&lt;br /&gt;All aboard, we're not a - goin' fishin;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition and we'll all stay free!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-5547794530675744482?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/5547794530675744482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=5547794530675744482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/5547794530675744482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/5547794530675744482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/11/veterans-day-praise-lord-and-pass.html' title='Veterans Day - &quot;Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition&quot;'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-2533906584570485671</id><published>2006-11-09T13:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T13:40:48.020-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission statement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Franklin Covey'/><title type='text'>Something Old</title><content type='html'>I was reading my blog from a year ago and stumbled upon this. It was a personal mission statement exercise that we did at Genoa Woods. Thought I would repost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will…&lt;br /&gt;- be a reliable source of energy. In the home and in the workplace.&lt;br /&gt;- always remember that my core values come from my mother.&lt;br /&gt;- strive to be a steady person who takes time to look at all the details before moving on.&lt;br /&gt;- be a dependable employee, sister, and friend to all who need my assistance.&lt;br /&gt;- try to remember that the world does not revolve around Shannon.&lt;br /&gt;- continue to express my individuality and celebrate my liberty.&lt;br /&gt;- be a good and true companion to myself and others.&lt;br /&gt;- continue to bring enthusiasm to work and home and support the ideas that are formedaround me.&lt;br /&gt;- strive to always uphold my composure in all situations.&lt;br /&gt;- remember it is ok to rely on the strengths of others and that it is ok&lt;br /&gt;- always approach a client and my co-workers with sincerity and enthusiasm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be a reliable and steady source of enthusiasm and sincerity to those around me. I will celebrate the individuality of my team and be a dependable companion that they can rely on. I will remember to own my decisions and position and that it is ok to lean on the strengths of my fellow teammates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a dependable companion that provides a strong, reliable, steady force backed with enthusiasm and sincerity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-2533906584570485671?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/2533906584570485671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=2533906584570485671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/2533906584570485671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/2533906584570485671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/11/something-old.html' title='Something Old'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-9195918131263747545</id><published>2006-11-09T09:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T09:23:18.288-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U of M'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diversity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Affirmative Action'/><title type='text'>Diversity Matters at Michigan</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;University of Michigan President Mary Sue Coleman pledged Wednesday to continue the fight for diversity, vowing that the University will “consider every legal option available.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is the text of Coleman's address to the University community on the U-M Diag, one day after Michigan voters approved Proposal 2: &lt;a href="http://www.umich.edu/pres/speeches/061103div.html"&gt;http://www.umich.edu/pres/speeches/061103div.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-9195918131263747545?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.umich.edu/pres/speeches/061103div.html' title='Diversity Matters at Michigan'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/9195918131263747545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=9195918131263747545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/9195918131263747545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/9195918131263747545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/11/diversity-matters-at-michigan.html' title='Diversity Matters at Michigan'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-2630094944253816669</id><published>2006-11-07T09:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T11:10:36.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote or Die</title><content type='html'>"Senator, when you took your oath of office, you placed your hand on the Bible and swore to uphold the Constitution. You didn't place your hand on the Constitution and swear to uphold the Bible."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Jamie Raskin, a constitutional law professor, testifying before a Maryland Senate committee in response to a question from Republican Sen. Nancy Jacobs about whether marriage discrimination against gay people is required by "God's Law."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-2630094944253816669?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/2630094944253816669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=2630094944253816669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/2630094944253816669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/2630094944253816669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/11/vote-or-die-mother-fcker.html' title='Vote or Die'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-3527535527892618079</id><published>2006-11-06T09:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T09:27:10.499-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Measu(red)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://joinred.blogspot.com/2006/11/measured.html#links"&gt;http://joinred.blogspot.com/2006/11/measured.html#links&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(RED) sales have sky-rocketed in the US.  Check out thier blog and see all the great things they are able to do after one month of product release!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-3527535527892618079?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/3527535527892618079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=3527535527892618079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/3527535527892618079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/3527535527892618079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/11/measured.html' title='Measu(red)'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-166244232933923903</id><published>2006-11-05T11:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T11:10:00.164-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='water'/><title type='text'>Beer -vs- Bottled Water</title><content type='html'>It has been scientifically proven that if we drink 1 liter of water eachday, at the end of the year we would have absorbed more than 1 kilo ofEscherichia coli bacteria found in feces, in other words, we areconsuming 1 kilo of poop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, we do not run that risk when drinking beer because alcohol has to go through a distillation process of boiling, filtering and fermenting. And so, in conclusion, it is better to drink beer and talk shit than to drink water and be full of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Thanks Jerri! -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-166244232933923903?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/166244232933923903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=166244232933923903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/166244232933923903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/166244232933923903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/11/beer-vs-bottled-water.html' title='Beer -vs- Bottled Water'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-8034205349593976814</id><published>2006-10-27T13:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:35:27.942-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red. Bono'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AIDS'/><title type='text'>(RED)</title><content type='html'>(RED) was created by Bono and Bobby Shriver, Chairman of DATA, to raise awareness and money for The Global Fund by teaming up with the world's most iconic brands to produce (PRODUCT) RED-branded products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A percentage of each (PRODUCT) RED product sold is given to The Global Fund. The money helps women and children with HIV/AIDS in Africa. &lt;a href="http://www.joinred.com/"&gt;www.joinred.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-8034205349593976814?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://joinred.blogspot.com/' title='(RED)'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/8034205349593976814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=8034205349593976814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/8034205349593976814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/8034205349593976814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/10/red.html' title='(RED)'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-116196949005945447</id><published>2006-10-26T13:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T14:01:17.204-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='persistence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faithful'/><title type='text'>P &amp; P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://freierm.blogspot.com/2006/10/invited-to-table.html"&gt;http://freierm.blogspot.com/2006/10/invited-to-table.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A great lesson on importance of being faithful with the little things and letting life unfold."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This line at the end of my great friend Mark's blog surprisingly hit a cord in me today, to the tune of getting teary eyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a day and age where my generation, well at least I, want it big and want it now, maybe a little patients and persistence is needed in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-116196949005945447?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://freierm.blogspot.com/2006/10/invited-to-table.html' title='P &amp; P'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/116196949005945447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=116196949005945447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/116196949005945447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/116196949005945447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/10/p-p.html' title='P &amp; P'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-116196866514037187</id><published>2006-10-24T13:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T14:00:29.642-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calender'/><title type='text'>Naked Calender</title><content type='html'>I noticed the other day, that I have stopped marking off the days on my calender. I haven't done it since September. Must mean I am content where I am right now, though I have not stopped the job search. I should just quit my job and sell sex toys, I mean "relationship enhancement products", for a living.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-116196866514037187?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/116196866514037187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=116196866514037187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/116196866514037187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/116196866514037187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/10/naked-calender.html' title='Naked Calender'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-115989327451137465</id><published>2006-10-03T12:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:58.314-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma's Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/1600/grandmas%20boy.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/320/grandmas%20boy.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/1600/grandmas%20boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to see this movie! It wasn't ALL about grandma making this guy crazy, actually it was the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the many best parts was they played out is what every teenage boy already does in secret - masturbate to a Lara Croft doll - then his buddy's mom walked in, I don't need to go into what happened next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... pick it up... it's a great movie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-115989327451137465?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/115989327451137465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=115989327451137465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/115989327451137465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/115989327451137465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/10/grandmas-boy.html' title='Grandma&apos;s Boy'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-115938087904820768</id><published>2006-09-27T14:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:58.237-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can the President be Vice President?</title><content type='html'>So.. had a random call today that asked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If the Vice President runs for President and wins and nominates the former President as Vice President; if he then dies, can the former President legally be President again?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(If Cheney rand for president, and picked Bush as his vice; and Cheney then dies, does Bush become President again?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vice_President_of_the_United_States"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vice_President_of_the_United_States&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The &lt;a title="Twelfth Amendment to the United States Constitution" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Twelfth_Amendment_to_the_United_States_Constitution"&gt;Twelfth Amendment to the United States Constitution&lt;/a&gt; requires vice presidents to meet the same requirements as presidents, and the &lt;a title="Twenty-second Amendment to the United States Constitution" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Twenty-second_Amendment_to_the_United_States_Constitution"&gt;22nd amendment&lt;/a&gt; limits presidents to being elected to only two terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is, however, debated whether a former two-term president could be elected Vice President since the 22nd amendment doesn't limit a president to serving two terms; it only prevents him from being elected to more than two terms. According to one interpretation a two term president could be elected to the vice-presidency and then serve another term in the presidency if the elected president died or was removed from office. The 22nd amendment only forbids election to, not service in, the presidency more than twice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the President can only be "elected" twice; he can serve as President the 3rd time because he was not "elected" into it, but secededd into it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-115938087904820768?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/115938087904820768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=115938087904820768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/115938087904820768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/115938087904820768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/09/can-president-be-vice-president.html' title='Can the President be Vice President?'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-115920720880338578</id><published>2006-09-25T13:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:58.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fallen</title><content type='html'>NYTimes Article on the current role of women in combat. Even though we are not allowed to serve in infantry or spceial forces, women are still oversea's dieing in their supporting roles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal thoughts are if a woman wants to blow shit up and slit people's throats, then she should be able to.  I feel the majority of women may NOT want to do this, so the military should not worry about it.  The politics are still rough - sexual hassisment and what not - and we still have to prove ourselves as "one of the guys"; but in receint events in my life I have met several women I would rather have by my side in combat over a man - they are quick and ruthless and have no problems taking down men who are 3x's their size and killing their enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the full length article as well as links to profiles of the fallen women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMM&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2006/09/23/weekinreview/24FemaleCasualties2002.html"&gt;The Fallen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Profiles of the 65 American female soldiers who have died in Iraq or Afghanistan.&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2006/09/23/weekinreview/24FemaleCasualties2002.html"&gt;2002&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2006/09/23/weekinreview/24FemaleCasualties2003.html"&gt;2003&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2006/09/23/weekinreview/24FemaleCasualties2004.html"&gt;2004&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2006/09/23/weekinreview/24FemaleCasualties2005.html"&gt;2005&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2006/09/23/weekinreview/24FemaleCasualties2006.html"&gt;2006&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By &lt;a title="More Articles by Lizette Alvarez" href="http://topics.nytimes.com/top/reference/timestopics/people/a/lizette_alvarez/index.html?inline=nyt-per"&gt;LIZETTE ALVAREZ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Published: September 24, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LT. EMILY J. T. PEREZ, 23, a &lt;a title="More articles about United States Military Academy" href="http://topics.nytimes.com/top/reference/timestopics/organizations/u/united_states_military_academy/index.html?inline=nyt-org"&gt;West Point&lt;/a&gt; graduate who outran many men, directed a gospel choir and read the Bible every day, was at the head of a weekly convoy as it rolled down roads pocked with bombs and bullets near Najaf. As platoon leader, she insisted on leading her troops from the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago, one of those bombs tripped her up, detonating near her Humvee in Kifl, south of Baghdad. She died Sept. 12, the 64th woman from the United States military to be killed in Iraq or Afghanistan. Eight died in Vietnam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite longstanding predictions that America would shudder to see its women coming home in coffins, Lieutenant Perez’s death, and those of the other women, the majority of whom died from hostile fire (the 65th died in a Baghdad car bombing a day later), have stirred no less — and no more — reaction at home than the nearly 2,900 male dead. The same can be said of the hundreds of wounded women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no shortage of guesses as to why: Americans are no longer especially shocked by the idea of a woman’s violent death. Most don’t know how many women have fallen, or under what circumstances. Photographs of body bags and coffins are rarely seen. And nobody wants to kick up a fuss and risk insulting grieving families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The public doesn’t seem concerned they are dying,” said Charles Moskos, a military sociologist at &lt;a title="More articles about Northwestern University" href="http://topics.nytimes.com/top/reference/timestopics/organizations/n/northwestern_university/index.html?inline=nyt-org"&gt;Northwestern University&lt;/a&gt; who has closely studied national service. “They would rather have someone else's daughter die than their son.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s more, no one in the strained military is eager to engage in a debate about women and the risks they are taking in Iraq because, quite simply, the women are sorely needed in this modern-day insurgent conflict. As has happened many times in war, circumstances have outpaced arguments. They are sure to be taken up again at some point, only this time, the military will have real-life data on the performance of women in the field to supplant the hypotheticals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like most soldiers on the job, Lieutenant Perez, who will be buried at West Point on Tuesday, was focused on her mission, not on her groundbreaking role in a war that seems to have dispelled a litany of notions about women warriors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, women by the thousands are on the ground and engaging the enemy in a war that has no front line, and little in the way of safe havens. In this 360-degree war, they are in the thick of it, hauling heavy equipment and expected to shoot and defend themselves and others from an enemy that is all around them. They are driving huge rigs down treacherous roads, frisking Iraqi women at dangerous checkpoints, handling gun turrets and personnel carriers and providing cover for other soldiers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not so much the job titles that have changed — the policy shift that allowed women to serve in combat support units close to the front lines occurred in 1994. Rather it is the job conditions.&lt;br /&gt;“We are asking far more of our female soldiers than ever before in history,” said Elaine Donnelly, director of the Center for Military Readiness, a conservative think tank.&lt;br /&gt;But a line in the Iraqi sand exists. Under the 1994 Pentagon policy, women were still barred from serving in ground combat forces — infantry, armor, field artillery — but are allowed to serve as fighter pilots and on warships. In Iraq, women were not involved in the initial invasion; they did not clear insurgents from Falluja; they don’t drive tanks or, in most cases, kick down doors in house searches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are also barred, technically, from “co-located units” that support combat troops. A woman can serve as a medic, for example, but not as a medic in a unit that “co-locates and remains” or accompanies a unit on the front line, like an infantry unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality, though, this so-called co-location is taking place, analysts say, although it is unclear how widespread it is. The Pentagon has stretched the language of the policy, mostly because there are not enough troops, men or women. It has done so because the language is fuzzy. An effort by some House Republican leaders last year to challenge the practice was beaten back by the Pentagon, which argued that it could not sustain the mission without women in these jobs.&lt;br /&gt;“It says you can have female medics, but they can’t see combat,” said Capt. Megan O’Connor, who served in Iraq for a year and a half in the New Jersey Army National Guard as a medical operations and plans officer. “It’s all combat in Ramadi. It’s so gray. They put the rules down on paper. It looks good. It reads good. But for a commander to implement, it’s impossible.”&lt;br /&gt;“The women were itching for it,” she added, and accumulating commendations and medals for bravery along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Donnelly said the Pentagon was openly flouting current policy and sending women out directly with combat troops, with no debate, no hearings in Congress and, so far, no consequences. She has no qualms about women, who make up 10 percent of the troops in Iraq and Afghanistan, doing the jobs they are assigned in dangerous circumstances. That is standard. But to send them out with combat troops is illegal, she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I have enormous respect for these women,” said Ms. Donnelly, who opposes allowing women into ground combat forces. “My criticism is not of the women in the military. They are fulfilling their responsibility to the greatest degree, and that, too, is unprecedented. The policymakers should not be ordering them into areas that are not gender integrated.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the fact that the Army is successfully using women in this way is likely to lead policymakers to revisit the rule, some analysts say. “It’s that policy that when this war is over is going to have to change, even if we have to keep women out of the infantry per se,” said Lory Manning, a retired Navy captain who is the director for the women-in-the-military project at the Women’s Research and Education Institute, a nonprofit public policy group. “The next door to open is ground combat. That’s the last frontier. A lot of the social conservatives have powerful feelings about training mothers to kill.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conventional wisdom has long dictated that women were not suited to the battlefield — too frail, emotionally and physically, to survive combat pressure. Men, it was said, would crumble at the sight of a bloodied female soldier, or put themselves at risk to protect her. The public would not stomach women coming back in body bags or suffering life-changing wounds. And mixing men and women — with all the sexual and emotional pitfalls — would strain the unit dynamic, which can lead to deadly mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those sorts of arguments were revived last week when the former Navy secretary James Webb, running for Senate in Virginia, was reminded of his assertions 30 years ago that women could not, and should not, fight, assertions he has distanced himself from.&lt;br /&gt;None of this, so far, has come to pass. “They are pulling their own weight and performing as well as men,” Ms. Manning said. “And the American public is not any more upset about women coming home in body bags than men.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mady Wechsler Segal, a professor of sociology at the &lt;a title="More articles about University of Maryland" href="http://topics.nytimes.com/top/reference/timestopics/organizations/u/university_of_maryland/index.html?inline=nyt-org"&gt;University of Maryland&lt;/a&gt; and the associate director for the Center for Research on Military Organization, said succinctly, “If they weren’t doing a good job, we would be hearing about it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly, women in Iraq and Afghanistan face different challenges, both at war and at home. Incidents of sexual harassment on military bases are common enough, and fending that off without offending peers and superiors is tricky. Sexual assault, while less common, only intensifies combat stress, leading to greater vulnerability. It also leads to new complications. What if your attacker is also the person you must defend, or must defend you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole crop of veterans are suffering from post-traumatic stress and lost limbs, circumstances that sometimes prove more difficult for women who often fill the role of nurturers to their families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are practical considerations. Women on smaller bases in Iraq often share sleeping quarters with men. Equipment in women’s sizes can sometimes be harder to come by. Some women use newer forms of birth control to make their periods less frequent. Even urinating can become a problem. The military has disbursed portable contraptions the women affectionately call a weenus, for use on long truck drives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women also face resistance among some male commanders, who are not keen to put women at risk, some women who have served in Iraq say. But many commanders, they added, treated them no differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capt. Tammy Spicer, who commanded a transportation company for the Missouri National Guard, said women were often being watched to see if they are up to the job. Driving trucks is dangerous work in Iraq, and her company drove a million and a half miles with no enemy-related casualties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anything was taxing, she said, it was in 2003 in Kuwait, when she and four other women shared a tent with 45 men. The women shared showers with men, on rotation, and always got the worst hours, she said. “Their bickering, their cursing, their body noises,” she said, laughing. “They would leave their food out and we would have rats. There was no relief from men.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-115920720880338578?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.nytimes.com/2006/09/24/weekinreview/24alvarez.html?_r=2&amp;ref=weekinreview&amp;pagewanted=all&amp;oref=slogin&amp;oref=slogin' title='The Fallen'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/115920720880338578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=115920720880338578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/115920720880338578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/115920720880338578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/09/fallen.html' title='The Fallen'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-115884677019962944</id><published>2006-09-21T09:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:58.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Squirrel Crossing</title><content type='html'>This morning I saw a squirrel cross the street in the crosswalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish the students would learn a lesson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-115884677019962944?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/115884677019962944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=115884677019962944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/115884677019962944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/115884677019962944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/09/squirrel-crossing.html' title='Squirrel Crossing'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-115809287988285185</id><published>2006-09-12T16:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:57.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Engaged!!!</title><content type='html'>(damn... been a month since I posted!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M ENGAGED!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DID I TELL YOU I AM ENGAGED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY! DID YOU HEAR THAT SCOTT PROPOSED TO SHANNON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH! I HEARD HE DROPPED HIS BEER TAILGATEING AND GOT DOWN ON ONE KNEE TO PICK IT UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW! THAT'S AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** no date set yet, just enjoying the moment. Scott's father would like us to get married before he retires in 09 so he can recoup his losses. Will keep everyone posted! **&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-115809287988285185?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/115809287988285185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=115809287988285185' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/115809287988285185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/115809287988285185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-engaged.html' title='I&apos;m Engaged!!!'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-115634482416294150</id><published>2006-08-23T10:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:57.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Season of Friends</title><content type='html'>My good friend Mark (hi Mark!) talks all the time about season's in your life. New jobs, new experiences, essentially the ever shifting change that comes with the ebbs and flows of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started to experience such a flow with my circle of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you have your friends from childhood. No matter how long it has been since you have talked, you pick up where you left off and they are always there for you when you need them (goes for certain college friends as well).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are the friends you "work" with. The student leaders you bonded with in college you talk to once in a while but the relationship you have with them is no where near your childhood friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have moved on to my adult friends. For the last three years I have been part of a community organization in Brighton. We always strive to be friends first over organization members - putting our friendship and fun first over community goals and what not. Then Scott and I have sword friends; and we are spending more and more time with them and less and less with our other adult friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is here that I am seeing a slight shift in loyalties. I miss some of my other friends, but I am finding myself wanting to spend more and more time with my new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is that? Is it that they feed me in a different way? Or maybe they are just totally different people who really care about YOU and what you do in life and try to make to a better person along the way?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-115634482416294150?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/115634482416294150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=115634482416294150' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/115634482416294150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/115634482416294150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/08/season-of-friends.html' title='Season of Friends'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-115566539074177882</id><published>2006-08-15T13:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:57.844-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fustrated</title><content type='html'>Can't believe it has been almost a month since I have posted anything... if crazy David Hasseloff videos even count as a post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer I have been applying for jobs at the U of M.  I am being very selective applying only for the jobs I really want - mostly in academic advising and event planning.  Last night I received another "Dear Jane" letter.  Now most the time this isn't upsetting but last night it was because it was from my "dream department" and came from someone who verbally encouraged me to apply for the job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add insult to injury the letter expressed that "other applicants matched their qualifications better" when they have actually reposted the position!! Which means, they didn't like anyone from the first group so they are reposting the job to see what they get next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's run down the job requirements:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understanding of established principles and practices associated with first year experiences and students in transition;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ability to manage highly detailed projects;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skilled in using M-Pathways system;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knowledgeable about Business Objects and Crystal Reports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demonstrated ability to communicate effectively and collaborate with a wide variety of stakeholders;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;demonstrated ability to work in a highly collaborative, team-oriented environment;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excellent judgment and ability to act in a service-oriented operation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excellent customer service, communication, interpersonal and organizational skills with a proven track record of positive and friendly client interactions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ability to work effectively with supervisors, peer, and clients in a high visibility role; ability and desire to contribute to building a multicultural environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willingness to seek out projects and additional responsibilities during non-peak times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minimum of between two and five years of professional experience in higher education or student affairs administration with experience in the delivery of student services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Demonstrated experience utilizing M-Pathways; excellent computer skills utilizing Word, Excel, Business Objects.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proficiency with current standard office productivity applications; specifically, Microsoft Excel, Access, Word, PowerPoint, Project, Visio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bachelor’s degree or an equivalent combination of education and experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considerable knowledge of university organization, policies and procedures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ability to work occasional evenings and weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So out of 16 "requirements" only 6 can be measured on a resume, the rest you would have to prove in an interview or try to touch on in a cover letter.  Out of all the requirements (16 remember) I am only shaky on experience for 2 of them (which happen to be computer applications I have had minimal experience with).  So... if a person you have previously met and interviewed "appears" to meet the 6 measurable requirements, wouldn't you give them an interview?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I am pretty frustrated and feel I am dammed to roam the earth as a secretary for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone think I should follow up with the administrator to see why I wasn't offered an interview?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-115566539074177882?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/115566539074177882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=115566539074177882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/115566539074177882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/115566539074177882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/08/fustrated.html' title='Fustrated'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-115410834201386071</id><published>2006-07-28T13:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:57.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Evolution of Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;table xmlns="http://purl.org/atom/ns#" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;embed id="VideoPlayback" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=8919541964498299964" style="width:300px; height:243px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr/&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;I LOVE THIS GUY!!!&lt;br /&gt;Judson Laipply (comedian) dances to clips of music from the 60's to the 2000's&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-115410834201386071?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/115410834201386071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=115410834201386071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/115410834201386071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/115410834201386071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/07/evolution-of-dance.html' title='The Evolution of Dance'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-115410695339229020</id><published>2006-07-28T13:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:57.697-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Music Video From David "The Hoff" Hasselhoff - "Jump In My Car"</title><content type='html'>&lt;table xmlns="http://purl.org/atom/ns#" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;embed id="VideoPlayback" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-3382491587979249836" style="width:300px; height:243px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr/&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;hehehe... I can't believe this.  I guess there is a reason he is popular in Europe and not America.  If the video was ment to be cheesy, they hit the makk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~SMM&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, it's Hofficial... your favourite cult icon wants to take you home! The one and only David Hasselhoff of "Bay Watch" and "Knight Rider" fame returns with a cover of the 1975 classic 'Jump In My Car' and its a doozy. Recorded in Sydney last year with the legendary Harry Vanda (AC/DC, The Angels), the Ted Mulry Gang tune has been re-vamped with full Hoff gusto and this music video promises to rock the socks off all his Hofficial fans. Watch it, enjoy it, share it on Google Video, courtesy of Sony BMG Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want more? Buy the buy the track on iTunes Australia by clicking here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://phobos.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewAlbum?id=155871591&amp;amp;s=143460&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-115410695339229020?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/115410695339229020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=115410695339229020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/115410695339229020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/115410695339229020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/07/new-music-video-from-david-hoff.html' title='New Music Video From David &quot;The Hoff&quot; Hasselhoff - &quot;Jump In My Car&quot;'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-115369742502296883</id><published>2006-07-23T19:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:57.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking it back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/1600/clerks%20jay%20silent%20bob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/200/clerks%20jay%20silent%20bob.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend Scott and I saw the much awaited Clerks II. Possibly one of the funniest movies I have ever seen; Kevin Smith's best movie to date (well Dogma is still my favorite); and funnier than Clerks I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that like Dante and Randal, I entering my 30's have fallen into what is expected of me? Graduate HS, go to college, get a job, have a career, etc... When really all I would love to do in life is work in a restaurant during the day and party all night. I loved college.... But now I have too many bills to support a life of leisure such as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am working the 9-5 job hoping soon for a career move and a more secure future for the next 40 years until I can retire, hopefully with no debt, and become the porch-monkey we all really want to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-115369742502296883?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/115369742502296883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=115369742502296883' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/115369742502296883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/115369742502296883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/07/taking-it-back.html' title='Taking it back...'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-115270915179723549</id><published>2006-07-12T08:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:57.554-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Eye of God" AKA The Helix Nebula</title><content type='html'>I give you NGC 7293: The Helix Nebula&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/ap030510.html"&gt;http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/ap030510.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 388px; HEIGHT: 334px" height="394" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h297/shanoland/helix03_hst.jpg" width="472" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explanation: Will our &lt;a title="http://www.nineplanets.org/sol.html" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.nineplanets.org/sol.html" target="_blank"&gt;Sun&lt;/a&gt; look like this one day? The &lt;a title="http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/ap000828.html" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/ap000828.html" target="_blank"&gt;Helix Nebula&lt;/a&gt; is the closest example of a &lt;a title="http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/planetary_nebulae.html" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/planetary_nebulae.html" target="_blank"&gt;planetary nebula&lt;/a&gt; created at the end of the life of a Sun-like star. The outer gasses of the star &lt;a title="http://www.seds.org/messier/planetar.html" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.seds.org/messier/planetar.html" target="_blank"&gt;expelled into space &lt;/a&gt;appear from our vantage point as if we are looking down a &lt;a title="http://mathworld.wolfram.com/Helix.html" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://mathworld.wolfram.com/Helix.html" target="_blank"&gt;helix&lt;/a&gt;. The remnant central stellar core, destined to become a &lt;a title="http://imagine.gsfc.nasa.gov/docs/science/know_l2/dwarfs.html" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://imagine.gsfc.nasa.gov/docs/science/know_l2/dwarfs.html" target="_blank"&gt;white dwarf star&lt;/a&gt;, glows in light so &lt;a title="http://imagers.gsfc.nasa.gov/ems/uv.html" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://imagers.gsfc.nasa.gov/ems/uv.html" target="_blank"&gt;energetic&lt;/a&gt; it causes the previously expelled gas to &lt;a title="http://www.exploratorium.edu/xref/exhibits/fluorescent_tube.html" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.exploratorium.edu/xref/exhibits/fluorescent_tube.html" target="_blank"&gt;fluoresce&lt;/a&gt;. The &lt;a title="http://www.seds.org/messier/xtra/ngc/n7293.html" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.seds.org/messier/xtra/ngc/n7293.html" target="_blank"&gt;Helix Nebula&lt;/a&gt;, given a technical designation of &lt;a title="http://www.astro.uiuc.edu/~akspeck/evolved-stuff/nebulae/Helix/" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.astro.uiuc.edu/~akspeck/evolved-stuff/nebulae/Helix/" target="_blank"&gt;NGC 7293&lt;/a&gt;, lies about 650 &lt;a title="http://chandra.harvard.edu/photo/cosmic_distance.html" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://chandra.harvard.edu/photo/cosmic_distance.html" target="_blank"&gt;light-years&lt;/a&gt; away towards the &lt;a title="http://www.emufarm.org/~cmbell/myth/myth.html" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.emufarm.org/~cmbell/myth/myth.html" target="_blank"&gt;constellation&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a title="http://www.astronomical.org/constellations/aqr.html" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.astronomical.org/constellations/aqr.html" target="_blank"&gt;Aquarius&lt;/a&gt; and spans about 2.5 light-years. The &lt;a title="http://hubblesite.org/newscenter/archive/2003/11/" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://hubblesite.org/newscenter/archive/2003/11/" target="_blank"&gt;above picture&lt;/a&gt; is a &lt;a title="http://archive.stsci.edu/hst/helix/" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://archive.stsci.edu/hst/helix/" target="_blank"&gt;composite&lt;/a&gt; of newly released images from the &lt;a title="http://acs.pha.jhu.edu/" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://acs.pha.jhu.edu/" target="_blank"&gt;ACS&lt;/a&gt; instrument on the &lt;a title="http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/ap010806.html" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/ap010806.html" target="_blank"&gt;Hubble Space Telescope&lt;/a&gt; and wide-angle images from the Mosaic Camera on the &lt;a title="http://www.noao.edu/wiyn/" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.noao.edu/wiyn/" target="_blank"&gt;WIYN&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="http://www.noao.edu/dir/09m/description.html" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.noao.edu/dir/09m/description.html" target="_blank"&gt;0.9-m Telescope&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a title="http://www.noao.edu/kpno/" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.noao.edu/kpno/" target="_blank"&gt;Kitt Peak National Observatory&lt;/a&gt;. A &lt;a title="http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/ap020512.html" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/ap020512.html" target="_blank"&gt;close-up &lt;/a&gt;of the inner edge of the &lt;a title="http://hubblesite.org/newscenter/archive/2003/11/fastfacts" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://hubblesite.org/newscenter/archive/2003/11/fastfacts" target="_blank"&gt;Helix Nebula&lt;/a&gt; shows complex gas knots of &lt;a title="http://adsabs.harvard.edu/cgi-bin/nph-bib_query?bibcode=" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://adsabs.harvard.edu/cgi-bin/nph-bib_query?bibcode=2002ApJ...573L..55H" target="_blank"&gt;unknown origin&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-115270915179723549?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/115270915179723549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=115270915179723549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/115270915179723549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/115270915179723549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/07/eye-of-god-aka-helix-nebula.html' title='&quot;Eye of God&quot; AKA The Helix Nebula'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-115254386286919209</id><published>2006-07-10T10:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:57.408-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/1600/crj_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/320/crj_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's finally here!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christopher Robert Johnson II!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month later than what we thought, and a week overdue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was born early Friday morning at 3:50 am. 9 lb. 2 oz. 21 inches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and baby are great and went home late Saturday afternoon.  He looks just like his daddy, but has the Marshall nose :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-115254386286919209?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/115254386286919209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=115254386286919209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/115254386286919209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/115254386286919209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/07/finally-here.html' title='Finally Here!'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-115254462887909577</id><published>2006-07-09T11:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:57.479-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Britney</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/1600/spears%20bazaar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/200/spears%20bazaar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is she ever going to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I love pregnent women, and I love nude photos of them as well. I think a monther's belly is the most beatuiful thing in the world. But this picture could have been better. It is very nice and well done, but the expression on her face looks like it belongs to a 16 year old who just got her first car. Just saying it could be a little more serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/1600/spears%20bazaar%202.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/200/spears%20bazaar%202.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now take photo #2. I LOVE IT! Very classy, sexy, and still expresses her motherhood. Bazaar should have went with #2 as their cover and done the nudes inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-115254462887909577?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/115254462887909577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=115254462887909577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/115254462887909577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/115254462887909577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-britney.html' title='Oh Britney'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-115089423579339178</id><published>2006-06-21T08:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:57.341-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomb of the Unknown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/1600/1st_Relief_Oct2004.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/320/1st_Relief_Oct2004.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.tombguard.org/site.html"&gt;http://www.tombguard.org/site.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/1600/1st_Relief_Oct2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The soldier is the Army. No army is better that its soldiers. The Soldier is also a citizen. In fact, the highest obligation and privilege of citizenship is that of bearing arms for ones country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hence it is a proud privilege to be a soldier, a good soldier [with] discipline, self-respect, pride in his unit and his country, a high sense of duty and obligation to comrades and to his superiors, and a self confidence born of demonstrated ability." ~ General George S. Patton, Jr.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Once a year I receive the "Tomb of the Unknown" email. And once or twice a year I journey to the Society of the Honor Guard of the Tomb of the Unknown web page. This is a page made and maintained by alumni sentinels of the Tomb of the Unknown. It contains the history of the tomb, the meaning of the tomb, and general FAQ's. Please check it out, as I was inspired today by the quote I found above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very struck by "The Soldier is also a citizen. In fact, the highest obligation and privilege of citizenship is that of bearing arms for one’s country." I have never served in the military, but had always wanted to. I have a lot of friends who fight on a daily basis for not just the freedom of our country, but for the freedom and basic human rights of every country in the world. I do hope that one day, if I so choose to reproduce, that my children will find serving in the military to be an honor and enlist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-115089423579339178?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/115089423579339178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=115089423579339178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/115089423579339178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/115089423579339178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/06/tomb-of-unknown.html' title='Tomb of the Unknown'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114987854675443313</id><published>2006-06-09T14:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:57.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 69 Day!</title><content type='html'>I am declaring June 9th officially 69 day! After 666 I wasn't sure when another cool date would come along, let alone 3 days later... so Happy 69 day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114987854675443313?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114987854675443313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114987854675443313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114987854675443313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114987854675443313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-69-day.html' title='Happy 69 Day!'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114910853050278664</id><published>2006-05-31T16:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:57.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jon the Human Drum</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf?u=YUhSMGNEb3ZMMk52Ym5SbGJuUXViVzkyYVdWekxtTmtiaTV0ZVhOd1lXTmxMbU52YlM4d01EQTNPRFV4THpZNUx6QTRMemM0TlRFM09EQTVOaTVtYkhZPQ==&amp;d=30" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="430" height="346"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;Get this video and more at &lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=785178096&amp;n=2"&gt;MySpace.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114910853050278664?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114910853050278664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114910853050278664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114910853050278664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114910853050278664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/05/jon-human-drum.html' title='Jon the Human Drum'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114908612014447807</id><published>2006-05-31T10:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:57.128-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Forecast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/1600/jeni%20belly.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/320/jeni%20belly.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/1600/jeni%20belly.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's forecast calls for 20% chance of baby with high swelling in the ankle region and high irritability. Staying inside, kept cool, and well fed should decrease your chances of irritability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's chance of baby increases as we move into the weekend as this front will not last till the next full moon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114908612014447807?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114908612014447807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114908612014447807' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114908612014447807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114908612014447807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/05/todays-forecast.html' title='Today&apos;s Forecast'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114848140971015920</id><published>2006-05-24T10:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:57.047-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Military Oaths Of Enlistment</title><content type='html'>Oaths Of Enlistment&lt;br /&gt;All persons, upon entering Military Service and upon reenlistment, are required to take the Oath of Enlistment. At one time, the Oath of Enlistment was the same for all services. Due to changes in both society and the differing Military Branches, the Oath has undergone marked change and has been specifically tailored to each branch of the Military and their specific function. Here are the latest versions of the Oath of Enlistment as recently released by the Joint Chiefs of Staff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;US AIR FORCE OATH OF ENLISTMENT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I, (State your name), swear to sign away 4 years of my life to the UNITED STATES AIR FORCE because I know I couldn't hack it in the Army, because the Marines frighten me, and because I am afraid of water over waist-deep. I swear to sit behind a desk. I also swear not to do any form of real exercise, but promise to defend our bike-riding test as a valid form of exercise. I promise to walk around calling everyone by their first name because I find it amusing to annoy the other services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have a better quality of life than those around me and will, at all times, be sure to make them aware of that fact. After completion of "Basic Training", I will be a lean, mean, donut-eating, Lazy-Boy sitting, civilian-wearing-blue-clothes, chair-borne Ranger. I will believe I am superior to all others and will make an effort to clean the knife before stabbing the next person in the back. I will annoy those around me, and will go home early every day. So Help Me God!"&lt;br /&gt;____________________ Signature&lt;br /&gt;____________________ Date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;US ARMY OATH OF ENLISTMENT &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I, Rambo, swear to sign away 4 years of my mediocre life to the UNITED STATES ARMY because I couldn't score high enough on the ASVAB to get into the Air Force, I'm not tough enough for the Marines, and the Navy won't take me because I can't swim. I will wear camouflage every day and tuck my trousers into my boots because I can't figure out how to use blousing straps. I promise to wear my uniform 24 hours a day even when I have a date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will continue to tell myself that I am a fierce killing machine because my Drill Sergeant told me I am, despite the fact that the only action I will see is a court-martial for sexual harassment. I acknowledge the fact that I will make E-8 in my first year of service, and vow to maintain that it is because I scored perfect on my PT test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After completion of my Sexual.....er.....I mean "Basic Training," I will attend a different Army school every other month and return knowing less than I did when I left. On my first trip home after Boot Camp, I will walk around like I am cool and propose to my 9th grade sweetheart. I will make my wife stay home because if I let her out she might leave me for a better-looking Air Force guy. Should she leave me twelve times, I will continue to take her back. While at work I will maintain a look of knowledge while getting absolutely nothing accomplished. I will arrive to work every day at 1000 hrs because of morning PT and leave everyday at 1300 to report back to "COMPANY."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that I will undergo no training whatsoever that will help me get a job upon separation, and will end up working construction with my friends from high school. I will brag to everyone about the Army giving me $30,000 for college, but will be unable to use it because I can't pass a placement exam. So Help Me God!"&lt;br /&gt;_____________________ Signature&lt;br /&gt;_____________________ Date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;US NAVY OATH OF ENLISTMENT &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I, Top Gun, in lieu of going to prison, swear to sign away 4 years of my life to the UNITED STATES NAVY, because I want to hang out with Marines without actually having to BE one of them, because I thought the Air Force was too "corporate," because I didn't want to actually live in dirt like the Army, and because I thought, "Hey, I like to swim...why not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to wear clothes that went out of style in 1976 and to have my name stenciled on the butt of every pair of pants I own. I understand that I will be mistaken for the Good Humor Man during summer, and for Nazi Waffen SS during the winter. I will strive to use a different language than the rest of the English-speaking world, using words like "deck, bulkhead, cover, geedunk, scuttlebutt, scuttle and head," when I really mean "floor, wall, hat, candy, water fountain, hole in wall and toilet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will take great pride in the fact that all Navy acronyms, rank, and insignia, and everything else for that matter, are completely different from the other services and make absolutely no sense whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will muster, whatever that is, at 0700 every morning unless I am buddy-buddy with the Chief, in which case I will show up around 0930. I vow to hone my coffee cup-handling skills to the point that I can stand up in a kayak being tossed around in a typhoon, and still not spill a drop. I consent to being promoted and subsequently busted at least twice per fiscal year. I realize that, once selected for Chief, I am required to submit myself to the sick, and quite possibly illegal, whims of my newfound "colleagues." So Help Me Neptune!"&lt;br /&gt;______________________ Signature&lt;br /&gt;______________________ Date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;US MARINE CORPS OATH OF ENLISTMENT &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I, (pick a name the police won't recognize), swear..uhhhh....high-and-tight.... grunt... cammies....kill....fix bayonets....charge....slash....dig....burn....blow up....ugh...Air Force women....beer.....sailors wives.....air strikes....yes SIR!....whiskey....liberty call....salute....Ooorah Gunny....grenades...women....OORAH! So Help Me Chesty PULLER!"&lt;br /&gt;Thumb Print X____________________ XX __________________&lt;br /&gt;Teeth Marks ____________&lt;br /&gt;Date __________________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114848140971015920?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114848140971015920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114848140971015920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114848140971015920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114848140971015920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/05/military-oaths-of-enlistment.html' title='Military Oaths Of Enlistment'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114832507362785814</id><published>2006-05-22T15:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:56.979-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeni Ready to Pop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/1600/jeni%20relay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/320/jeni%20relay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeni is about ready to pop! She is in final stage of "re-nesting" and Christopher has dropped. She has started to experience some contractions, though she has only diliated to a one (1).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has a Dr's appointment tomorrow and we will know a little more. We should all have a new baby by the end of the week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Picture taken this weekend: May 20, 2006)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114832507362785814?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114832507362785814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114832507362785814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114832507362785814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114832507362785814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/05/jeni-ready-to-pop.html' title='Jeni Ready to Pop!'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114787012626238109</id><published>2006-05-17T08:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:56.911-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My email is breaking up with me</title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the qmail-send program at yahoo.com. I'm afraid I wasn't able to deliver your message to the following addresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a permanent error; I've given up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry it didn't work out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114787012626238109?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114787012626238109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114787012626238109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114787012626238109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114787012626238109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-email-is-breaking-up-with-me.html' title='My email is breaking up with me'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114779036864767734</id><published>2006-05-16T10:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:56.844-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back In Town</title><content type='html'>Florida was awesome! 75-85, Sunny, Clear skys (with a little haze from the fires) and a slight breeze. I could not have ordered better weather. I have a few pictures on my myspace. Check them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reunion was fun. I met classmates I didn't know, hung out and caught up with people I knew and loved. It was still clicky though. Made my rounds and said Hi to the "popular" people, and tried to have a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girlfriend Jennifer asked me to be her maid of honor in her wedding in October, so I will be heading back down sometime later this year. This time I am taking Scott and we are going to Disney. I didn't think I would miss him this last weekend, but by Saturday night I missed him terribly and wished I had drug him down with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday I spent the afternoon looking up prices for Disney. For the low price of $650 I can have a room at the French Quarter, airport transportation, park hopper passes for three days that never expire, and a few other cool things. Pricing does not include meals, entertainment, and drinks. Whew... better start saving my money / paying off credit cards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114779036864767734?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.myspace.com/shanoland' title='Back In Town'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114779036864767734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114779036864767734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114779036864767734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114779036864767734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/05/back-in-town.html' title='Back In Town'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114729375364929940</id><published>2006-05-10T16:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:56.777-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida</title><content type='html'>I leave tomorrow at 6:20 am for a weekend in Florida.  It is my HS 10 year reunion!  I will post pictures when I return!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114729375364929940?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114729375364929940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114729375364929940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114729375364929940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114729375364929940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/05/florida.html' title='Florida'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114685971708729487</id><published>2006-05-05T16:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:56.644-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexual Dictionary</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" width="450" background="..FFFFFF" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;Shannon --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;[adjective]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fetish oriented&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizuniverse.com/quiz.php?id=52"&gt;'How will you be defined in the sexual dictionary?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizuniverse.com"&gt;QuizUniverse.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" width="450" background="..FFFFFF" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;Scott --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;[noun]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new position involving a machete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizuniverse.com/quiz.php?id=52"&gt;'How will you be defined in the sexual dictionary?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizuniverse.com"&gt;QuizUniverse.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114685971708729487?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114685971708729487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114685971708729487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114685971708729487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114685971708729487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/05/sexual-dictionary.html' title='Sexual Dictionary'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114658330171352786</id><published>2006-05-02T11:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:56.505-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer for Lost Books</title><content type='html'>For him that steals, or borrows and returns not, a book from his owner, let it change into a serpent in his hand and rend him. Let him be struck with palsy, and all his members blasted. Let him languish in pain crying aloud for mercy, and let there be no surcease to his agony till he sing in dissolution. Let book worms gnaw at his entrails in token of the Worm that dieth not. And when at last he goes to his final punishment, let the flames of Hell consume him for ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- From the monastery library of San Pedro in Barcelona.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114658330171352786?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114658330171352786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114658330171352786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114658330171352786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114658330171352786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/05/prayer-for-lost-books.html' title='Prayer for Lost Books'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114650529307387651</id><published>2006-05-01T13:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:56.428-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Hours</title><content type='html'>Ahhhh.... I now have summer hours... I will be working 8-4:30 M-F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only get 30 min lunch though which will put a cramp on my walking.  But if I actually bring my lunch and eat / snack in the morning, I will be able to walk at lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My JC friends and I are doing a summer weight loss challenge, so hopefully I will loose 15-30 pounds by August 1!  Well that is my goal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114650529307387651?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114650529307387651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114650529307387651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114650529307387651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114650529307387651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/05/summer-hours.html' title='Summer Hours'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114546924896981790</id><published>2006-04-19T13:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:56.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Celebrity Sisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Celebrity Sisters Are Mary-Kate and Ashley&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/celebsistersquiz/olsen-twins.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funky, eccentric, and offbeat&lt;br /&gt;You're not a good girl or a bad girl, just a weird girl&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/celebsistersquiz/"&gt;Who Are Your Celebrity Sisters?&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/8006174-114546924896981790?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114546924896981790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114546924896981790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114546924896981790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114546924896981790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-celebrity-sisters.html' title='My Celebrity Sisters'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114544903922348858</id><published>2006-04-19T08:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:56.211-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer, Summer, Summer time.....</title><content type='html'>I just sit back and unwind....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh..... I have officially freed my toes!!!   They are painted hot pink and are not giong back into a pair of closed toed shoes until October!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114544903922348858?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114544903922348858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114544903922348858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114544903922348858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114544903922348858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/04/summer-summer-summer-time.html' title='Summer, Summer, Summer time.....'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114544877857248205</id><published>2006-04-19T08:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:56.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Answer:</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Democrat's Answer:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's not enough information to answer the question!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the man look poor! Or oppressed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I ever done anything to him that would inspire him to attack?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could we run away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does my wife think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about the kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could I possibly swing the gun like a club and knock the knife out of his hand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does the law say about this situation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the Glock have appropriate safety built into it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I carrying a loaded gun anyway, and what kind of message does this send to society and to my children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible he'd be happy with just killing me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does he definitely want to kill me, or would he be content just to wound me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to grab his knees and hold on, could my family get away while he was stabbing me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I call 9-1-1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this street so deserted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to raise taxes, have a paint and weed day and make this happier, healthier street that would discourage such behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all so confusing! I need to debate this with some friends for few days and try to come to a consensus.&lt;br /&gt;....................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Republican's Answer:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANG!&lt;br /&gt;.....................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Southerner's Answer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! click.....&lt;br /&gt;(sounds of reloading).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! click&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daughter: "Nice grouping, Daddy! Were those the Winchester Silver Tips or Hollow Points?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son: Can I shoot the next one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: You ain't taking that to the Taxidermist!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114544877857248205?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114544877857248205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114544877857248205' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114544877857248205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114544877857248205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/04/answer.html' title='Answer:'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114536350444012882</id><published>2006-04-18T08:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:56.079-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you a Democrat, Republican or Southerner?</title><content type='html'>Here is a little test that will help you decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer can be found by posing the following question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're walking down a deserted street with your wife and two small children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, a terrorist with a huge knife comes around the corner, locks eyes with you, screams obscenities, praises his God, raises the knife, and charges at you. You are carrying a Glock cal 40, and you are an expert shot. You have mere seconds before he reaches you and your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114536350444012882?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114536350444012882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114536350444012882' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114536350444012882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114536350444012882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/04/are-you-democrat-republican-or.html' title='Are you a Democrat, Republican or Southerner?'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114476146181113160</id><published>2006-04-11T09:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:56.008-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Ties</title><content type='html'>My brother, his fiancee, and baby packed up and moved away this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are heading west to Sequim / Port Angeles, Washington. Janessa's mother lives out there, which is why they moved. Jon made a promise early on in their relationship to move west after college so she can be close to her mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all very said, but know that we will visit often. Actually, I wouldn't mind moving to Washington myself. I know if one more of us goes that my parents and whom ever is left will follow. :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114476146181113160?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114476146181113160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114476146181113160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114476146181113160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114476146181113160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/04/family-ties_11.html' title='Family Ties'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114476110141966063</id><published>2006-04-11T09:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:55.688-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Cats &amp; Dogs:</title><content type='html'>The dishes with the paw print are yours and contain your food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other dishes are mine and contain my food. Please note, placing a paw print in the middle of my plate and food does not stake a claim for it becoming your food and dish, nor do I find that aesthetically pleasing in the slightest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stairway was not designed by NASCAR and is not a racetrack. Beating me to the bottom is not the object. Tripping me doesn't help because I fall faster than you can run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot buy anything bigger than a king sized bed. Iam very sorry about this. Do not think I will continue sleeping on the couch to ensure your comfort. Dogs and cats can actually curl up in a ball when they sleep. It is not necessary to sleep perpendicular to each other stretched out to the fullest extent possible. I also know that sticking tails straight out and having tongues hanging out the other end to maximize space is nothing but sarcasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last time, there is not a secret exit from the bathroom. If by some miracle I beat you there and manage to get the door shut, it is not necessaryto claw, whine, meow, try to turn the knob or get your paw under the edge and try to pull the door open.  I must exit through the same door I entered.  Also,I have been using the bathroom for years .... canine or feline attendance is not mandatory.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The proper order is kiss me, then go smell the other dog or cat's behind. I cannot stress this enough!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To pacify you, my dear pets, I haveposted the following message on our front door:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To All Non-Pet Owners Who Visit &amp; Like to Complain About Our Pets: &lt;br /&gt;1. They live here. You don't.&lt;br /&gt;2. If you don't want their hair on your clothes, stay off the furniture (that's why they call it "fur"niture).&lt;br /&gt;3. I like my pets a lot better than I like most people and sometimes even siblings when they tick me off the right way.&lt;br /&gt;4. To you, it's an animal. To me, he/she is an adopted son/daughter who is short, hairy, walks on all fours and doesn't speak clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember: Dogs and cats are better than kids becausethey:&lt;br /&gt;1. Eat less.&lt;br /&gt;2. Don't ask for money all the time.&lt;br /&gt;3. Are easier to train.&lt;br /&gt;4. Usually come when called.&lt;br /&gt;5. Never drive your car.&lt;br /&gt;6. Don't hang out with drug-using friends.&lt;br /&gt;7. Don't smoke or drink again...my dogs don't smoke but the drinking...well....&lt;br /&gt;8. Don't worry about having to buy the latest &lt;br /&gt;9. Don't wear your clothes&lt;br /&gt;10. Don't need a gazillion dollars for college,&lt;br /&gt;11. If they get pregnant you can sell their children!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114476110141966063?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114476110141966063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114476110141966063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114476110141966063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114476110141966063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/04/dear-cats-dogs.html' title='Dear Cats &amp; Dogs:'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114442927360934603</id><published>2006-04-07T12:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:55.551-04:00</updated><title type='text'>04/05/06</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to point out that Wednesday was April 5, 2006 - or 04/05/06; I guess in military that is 05/04/06; but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point being is I LOVE DATES LIKE THIS! Any date that falls in some sort of numeric order excites me. It only happens once in a lifetime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like 09/06/96, 01/01/01, 01/02/03, seriously, these things only happen once in a lifetime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all paused to observe 04/05/06.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next event: 06/06/06 (hehehe 666)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114442927360934603?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114442927360934603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114442927360934603' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114442927360934603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114442927360934603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/04/040506.html' title='04/05/06'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114381624049631266</id><published>2006-03-31T09:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:55.481-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I was skinny and didn't know it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/1600/Shannon%20Marshall%20Cynthia%20Caron%20Jeane%20Simonds%20Grad%20Nite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/320/Shannon%20Marshall%20Cynthia%20Caron%20Jeane%20Simonds%20Grad%20Nite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess weighing 75 pounds more than you did 10 years ago really puts things in perspective. The thing is, I thought I was fat here! Always ofter the 20 pounds I wanted to loose. Now what I wouldnt give to be this "skinny" again. Well, hopefully I will be soon :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a picture at Walt Disney World's Grad Night.  They intive graduating seniors from all over the US for a night out in the park.  Cindy (standing) and Jeane were two of my very best friends in High School.  Hopefully I will be able to see them in May.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114381624049631266?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114381624049631266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114381624049631266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114381624049631266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114381624049631266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-was-skinny-and-didnt-know-it.html' title='I was skinny and didn&apos;t know it!'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114366525393329841</id><published>2006-03-29T15:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:55.402-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Christopher</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/1600/Jeni%20and%20carol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/320/Jeni%20and%20carol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeni just started her 3rd trimester! Christopher is becoming quite the acrobat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are having a baby shower for her on May 7th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin Desiree is expecting also. She is just a month or so behind Jeni! Very exciting because we all grew up together and now our kids will be the same ages also!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114366525393329841?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114366525393329841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114366525393329841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114366525393329841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114366525393329841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/03/baby-christopher.html' title='Baby Christopher'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114364308110673265</id><published>2006-03-29T09:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:55.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to Florida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/1600/WHS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/320/WHS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did it... I gave in and booked my fight, car, and bought my reunion ticket last night. Yes, my 10 year HS reunion is 45 days away. I wonder if I could loose a pound a day by then??? Maybe going to Florida to get some sunshine will cheer my ass up. I could use some!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114364308110673265?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114364308110673265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114364308110673265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114364308110673265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114364308110673265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/03/going-to-florida.html' title='Going to Florida'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114357725989681468</id><published>2006-03-28T15:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:55.262-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/1600/happy_bunny2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/320/happy_bunny2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114357725989681468?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114357725989681468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114357725989681468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114357725989681468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114357725989681468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114313736627980528</id><published>2006-03-23T12:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:55.187-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fred Phelps - Terriorist?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;(I am pretty upset right now and really can't put how I feel right now into words.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fred Phelps, a Baptist minister in Topeka Kansas and is leading a campaign of people that protest at fallen soldiers funerals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say the soldiers are fighting for an army that represents a country that accepts homosexuality. (That would be us, the USA). Fred describes himself as an "old-time" gospel preacher who says, "You can't preach the Bible without preaching the hatred of God." &lt;em&gt;(I am sorry... hatred of God? This guy isn't any better than a sucide bomber.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He and his family have picketed and heckled military families at more than 100 funerals since June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fred's campaign has sparked another group to found. That's the birth of a group called the "Patriot Guard Riders." They're a volunteer group of motorcycleist that came together after hearing that so many military families were being blindsided by the protesters. They ride alongside the funeral procession protecting the family from any protesters. This last weekend, more than 400 motorcycles thundered in Dodge City to make sure Sgt. Jessie Davila's funeral was not overshadowed by the Phelps protest. &lt;em&gt;(YEAH!!!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since CNN started airing reports on these funeral confrontations a few weeks ago, the Patriot Guard Riders say its membership has almost tripled. More than a dozen states are now considering legislation that would restrict protesting at funerals. &lt;em&gt;(YEAH!!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114313736627980528?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cnn.com/2006/US/03/06/btsc.lavandrera.funerals/index.html' title='Fred Phelps - Terriorist?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114313736627980528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114313736627980528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114313736627980528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114313736627980528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/03/fred-phelps-terriorist.html' title='Fred Phelps - Terriorist?'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114287010928858058</id><published>2006-03-20T10:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:55.098-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Brackets Suck!</title><content type='html'>Suck, Suck, Suck, Suck, Suck....&lt;br /&gt;... at least 40% of the teams I have picked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am actually 2nd in my team, but most of the teams I have picked to go far are all ready out of the race. My bracket looks like a 7th grade English teacher got a hold of it with a red pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say one thing, I have a perfect Atlanta bracket - no one I have picked has lost (knock on wood). The rest already went to hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will continue to cross my fingers and hope that the rest of my teams can make it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO UCLA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114287010928858058?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114287010928858058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114287010928858058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114287010928858058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114287010928858058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/03/brackets-suck.html' title='Brackets Suck!'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114234283344052483</id><published>2006-03-14T08:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:55.017-04:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Patrick's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/1600/firstdrink06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/320/firstdrink06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. Patrick's Day is 2 days away!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the day off of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stout opens at 6:00 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have shamrock on my nails and a new green sweater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T WAIT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114234283344052483?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114234283344052483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114234283344052483' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114234283344052483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114234283344052483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/03/st-patricks-day.html' title='St. Patrick&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114234265631675143</id><published>2006-03-14T08:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:54.938-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Leadership Challenge</title><content type='html'>My new, and last class, is Strategic Leadership; and I am LOVING IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have two books required for the class; The Leadership Challenge and Leadership, Theory and Practice. Both are very good books and are highly recommended. I think my last two bosses have definitely read The Leadership Challenge; I am only to chapter 5 and can see that I have already lived &amp;amp; practiced this entire book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114234265631675143?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114234265631675143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114234265631675143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114234265631675143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114234265631675143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/03/leadership-challenge.html' title='Leadership Challenge'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114191418415424376</id><published>2006-03-09T09:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:54.702-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Week Ever?</title><content type='html'>This week through next Thursday is U of M's gay awareness week. The next 7 days are filled with seminars, socials, and rallies all in awareness of lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender issues. The office of LGBT Affairs and their students have set up several "serious" events as well as fun events like: "Queers at Play" and "Flames On Ice". If you are interested in attending the rally it is Monday, March 13 from 12-1 on the Diag. I am a strong supporter of LGBT issues and I think I will plan on attending a workshop today on creating a LGBT friendly workplace as well as the rally. Unfortunately, I will miss Flames on Ice next Thursday due to my new Western European swordfighting class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information on U of M's office of LGBT issues: &lt;a href="http://www.umich.edu/~lgbta"&gt;http://www.umich.edu/~lgbta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;**Best Week Ever is not associated with VH1, MTV, or any other Viacom affiliates. **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114191418415424376?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114191418415424376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114191418415424376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114191418415424376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114191418415424376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/03/best-week-ever.html' title='Best Week Ever?'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114150779314749295</id><published>2006-03-04T16:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:54.635-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel'n Great</title><content type='html'>I am happy to report that I have gotten over the workout hump and I am well on my way to loosing 92 pounds. U of M started this new "Active U" program. Since it has started I have been exercising 35-60 min a day and I finally FEEL GREAT!! My body actually WANTS to exercise! and I feel like a bum when I don't! So far I have lost about 5 lbs since it started about 3 weeks ago. WOO HOO. My goal will be 5-10 pounds a month with my final goal to be able to fit into my sister's wedding dress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also saw the $100,000 winner from Biggest Looser on Friday at a conference. He was very inspirational and motivating. I am determined this time around to make it work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know, I have been trying to loose weight since high school (some how it keeps finding me before I loose him). I even have a fat blog so I don't have to bug you here about my lifestyle and weight woes; but this milestone was significant enough for me to mention here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.3fatchicks.net/index1.php"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.3fatchicks.net/img/bar-retro4/slider-situp/lb/0/92/9/.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114150779314749295?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114150779314749295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114150779314749295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114150779314749295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114150779314749295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/03/feeln-great.html' title='Feel&apos;n Great'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114123564276578491</id><published>2006-03-01T12:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:54.557-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bunny</title><content type='html'>My cousin Ben inspired me to be a happy bunny today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/1600/happy_bunny1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/320/happy_bunny1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114123564276578491?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114123564276578491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114123564276578491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114123564276578491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114123564276578491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-bunny.html' title='Happy Bunny'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114106389461435129</id><published>2006-02-27T13:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:54.481-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Google Partners with National Archives</title><content type='html'>&lt;a name="114022045531188439"&gt;History deserves the best&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2/24/2006 09:01:00 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted by Jon Steinback, Product Marketing Manager, Google Video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In junior high, I learned about most of history's greatest moments through the least engaging media possible: the yellowed pages of outdated textbooks or the unfocused projections of film strips on my classroom walls. For many momentous events, words and pictures don't transmit the full sense of what has transpired. To see for one's self, through video and audio, brings an event to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over 70 years ago, the &lt;a href="http://www.archives.gov/index.html"&gt;National Archives&lt;/a&gt; was founded with the express purpose of preserving these moments in their full glory, serving America by documenting our government and our nation. This includes truly momentous events like the moon landing, as well as rare historical footage like government documentaries from the 1930s and battlefield stories from World War II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we're very pleased to tell you that we're helping the National Archives take one step closer to realizing its vision. Together, we're launching a &lt;a href="http://video.google.com/nara.html"&gt;pilot program&lt;/a&gt; to digitize their video content and offer it to everyone in the world for free. I think both students and teachers can agree that any of these would make for an exciting day in the classroom:- &lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-7858136741307709517&amp;q=39009"&gt;Allied patrols in action on Anzio beach&lt;/a&gt;- &lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-4397733351669298563&amp;amp;q=11674"&gt;Reclamation and the Arid West&lt;/a&gt;- &lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=4166049933953240830&amp;q=45017"&gt;The Eagle Has Landed 1969&lt;/a&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t's so refreshing to see history conveyed with more clarity than a filmstrip can offer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114106389461435129?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://googleblog.blogspot.com/2006/02/history-deserves-best.html' title='Google Partners with National Archives'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114106389461435129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114106389461435129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114106389461435129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114106389461435129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/02/google-partners-with-national-archives.html' title='Google Partners with National Archives'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114081129736700460</id><published>2006-02-24T14:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:54.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ticking Time Away</title><content type='html'>The other day I realized why my friend Corey ticks the time off her calendar. I didn't understand why before. I always wondered what possible satisfaction she got out of marking the days off her calendar; now I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was waiting for something better.&lt;br /&gt;She was waiting for the day she could really do what she wanted to in life, not just what she was doing for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I really liked my planning job. I would have never found satisfaction in ticking off the days on the calendar. Not even in my old department here at the U would I have either. I loved my last two jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now that is it a year later and I am in a job I can't wait to get out of, I am now find myself ticking down the days. Counting down until I can finally do what I was wired up to do. Which I am assuming I will figure out someday. I do know for a fact that it is not my current position. I do not get my masters degree and invest in being a student of leadership to fetch the mail and make coffee the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So until then, I will sit in the waiting room of "My Career" and tick off the days until my train arrives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114081129736700460?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114081129736700460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114081129736700460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114081129736700460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114081129736700460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/02/ticking-time-away.html' title='Ticking Time Away'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-114078687869345634</id><published>2006-02-24T08:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:54.325-04:00</updated><title type='text'>National Engineers Week</title><content type='html'>Googler insights into product and technology news and our culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="114072616323656293"&gt;Google, girls and engineering&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2/23/2006 12:08:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://googleblog.blogspot.com/uploaded_images/girls-774366.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Posted by Emily Nishi, Diversity Program Manager&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that it's &lt;a href="http://www.eweek.org/"&gt;National Engineers Week&lt;/a&gt; in the U.S. -- and that February 23 is &lt;a href="http://www.eweek.org/site/News/Eweek/girlsday.shtml"&gt;Introduce a Girl to Engineering Day&lt;/a&gt;? The week-long celebration aims to raise public awareness of the many contributions engineers have made to our quality of life, and intrigue young students with the many wonders and possibilities in an engineer's work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout this week, several Google offices, including New York, Kirkland and Mountain View, have been hosting a couple of hundred girls from local middle schools and high schools to come visit us for the day. The girls have the unique opportunity to shadow a Google engineer or two, go to interactive workshops, eat in our yummy cafes (the pizzas are a hit!) and get an insider's tour of the Google offices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope these girls get a real-life sense of what it's like to work here, and more important, that we've piqued their interests and ultimately help steer them toward future careers in math, science and engineering. Let's hear it for the girls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-114078687869345634?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://googleblog.blogspot.com/2006/02/google-girls-and-engineering.html' title='National Engineers Week'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114078687869345634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=114078687869345634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114078687869345634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/114078687869345634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/02/national-engineers-week.html' title='National Engineers Week'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-113983830773699280</id><published>2006-02-13T08:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:54.251-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grey's Anatomy</title><content type='html'>I love Grey's Anatomy; and it makes me cry every week. Last night, was no exception. In fact, I cried myself to sleep. It was the finale of a two parter and the theme was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you knew you were going to die, how would you spend your last day?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first and only thought was that I would spend all day in bed with Scott, and just stay there until it happened. (of course assuming that I was going to pass peacefully from illness or what-not. You can't really control accidents or bombs in body cavities.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Please respond)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-113983830773699280?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/113983830773699280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=113983830773699280' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/113983830773699280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/113983830773699280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/02/greys-anatomy.html' title='Grey&apos;s Anatomy'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-113932067632649052</id><published>2006-02-07T08:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:54.161-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Terry Tate - Office Linebacker</title><content type='html'>When Reebok featured Terry Tate as the Office Linebacker, I didn't think much about it until I started working on my master's degree. Well last night in class a group project that was discussing change and how resistant we are to change did a skit and we watched the Terry Tate training video. It was awesome! So watch the video below, it is about 4 minutes. It will show you some "aggressive" tactics when it comes to incorporating change into the workplace.&lt;br /&gt;(Click on the title above if streem doesn't work.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="VideoPlayback" style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 326px" align="middle" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?videoUrl=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" thumbnailurl="http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer%3Fcontentid%3Db873e8f746cbecdd%26second%3D5%26itag%3Dw320%26urlcreated%3D1139320529%26sigh%3DfUehrDq-081-gncNfq-68TdhhzU&amp;amp;playerId=" playermode="embedded" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" quality="best" bgcolor="#ffffff" scale="noScale" wmode="window" salign="TL"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-113932067632649052?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-6238953685626218421&amp;q=office+linebacker' title='Terry Tate - Office Linebacker'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/113932067632649052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=113932067632649052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/113932067632649052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/113932067632649052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/02/terry-tate-office-linebacker.html' title='Terry Tate - Office Linebacker'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-113880087492799189</id><published>2006-02-01T08:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:54.090-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember the late 80's Early 90's?</title><content type='html'>~ once again, thanks Jen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You've ever ended a sentence with the word SIKE&lt;br /&gt;2. You watched the Pound Puppies.&lt;br /&gt;3. You can sing the rap to the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air and can do the Carlton&lt;br /&gt;4. Girls wore biker shorts under their skirts and felt stylishly sexy.&lt;br /&gt;5. You yearned to be a member of the Baby-sitters club and tried to start a club of your own.&lt;br /&gt;6. You owned those lil' Strawberry Shortcake pals scented dolls.&lt;br /&gt;7. You know that "WOAH" comes from Joey on Blossom&lt;br /&gt;8. Two words: Hammer Pants&lt;br /&gt;9. If you ever watched "Fraggle Rock"&lt;br /&gt;10. You had plastic streamers on your handle bars... and spokey-dokes or playing cards on your spokes for that incredible sound effect&lt;br /&gt;11. You can sing the entire theme song to "Duck Tales" (Woo ooh!)&lt;br /&gt;12. It was actually worth getting up early on a Saturday to watch cartoons.&lt;br /&gt;13. You wore a ponytail on the side of your head.&lt;br /&gt;14. You saw the original Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles on the big screen...and still know the turtles names.&lt;br /&gt;15. You got super-excited when it was Oregon Trail day in computer class at school.&lt;br /&gt;16. You made your mom buy one of those clips that would hold your shirt in a knot on the side.&lt;br /&gt;17. You played the game "MASH"(Mansion, Apartment, Shelter, House)&lt;br /&gt;18. You wore stonewashed Jordache jean jackets and were proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;19. L.A. Gear....need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;20. You wanted to change your name to "JEM" in Kindergarten.(She's Truly Outrageous.)&lt;br /&gt;21. You remember reading Tales of a fourth grade nothing and all The Ramona books.&lt;br /&gt;22. You know the profound meaning of "WAX ON, WAX OFF"&lt;br /&gt;23. You wanted to be a Goonie.&lt;br /&gt;24. You ever wore fluorescent clothing. (some of us...head-to-toe)&lt;br /&gt;25. You can remember what Michael Jackson looked like before his nose fell off and his cheeks shifted.&lt;br /&gt;26. You have ever pondered why Smurfette was the only female smurf.&lt;br /&gt;27. You took lunch boxes to school... and traded Garbage Pail kids in the schoolyard.&lt;br /&gt;28. You remember the CRAZE, then the BANNING of slap bracelets.&lt;br /&gt;29. You still get the urge to say "NOT" after every sentence.&lt;br /&gt;30. You remember Hypercolor t-shirts.&lt;br /&gt;31. Barbie and the Rockers was your favorite band.&lt;br /&gt;32. You thought She-ra (Princess of Power!) and He-Man should hook up. (even though they were brother and sister)&lt;br /&gt;33. You thought your childhood friends would never leave because you exchanged handmade friendship bracelets.&lt;br /&gt;34. You ever owned a pair of Jelly-Shoes.&lt;br /&gt;35. After you saw Pee-Wee's Big Adventure you kept saying "I know you are, but what am I?"&lt;br /&gt;36. You remember "I've fallen and I can't get up"&lt;br /&gt;37. You remember going to the skating rink before there were inline skates.&lt;br /&gt;38. You ever got seriously injured on a Slip and Slide.&lt;br /&gt;39. You have ever played with a Skip-It.&lt;br /&gt;40. You had or attended a birthday party at McDonalds.&lt;br /&gt;41. You've gone through this nodding your head in agreement.&lt;br /&gt;42. You remember Popples..&lt;br /&gt;43. Don't worry, be happy&lt;br /&gt;44. You wore like, EIGHT pairs of socks over tights with high top Reeboks&lt;br /&gt;45. You wore socks scrunched down (and sometimes still do...getting yelled at by younger hip members of the family)&lt;br /&gt;46. You remember boom boxes and walking around with one on your shoulder like you were all that.&lt;br /&gt;47. You remember watching both Gremlins movies.&lt;br /&gt;48. You know what it meant to say "Care Bear Stare!!"&lt;br /&gt;49. You remember watching Rainbow Bright and &amp;amp; My Little Pony Tales&lt;br /&gt;50. You thought Doogie Howser/Samantha Micelli was hot.&lt;br /&gt;51. You remember Alf, the lil furry brown alien from Melmac.&lt;br /&gt;52. You remember New Kids on the Block when they were cool... and don't even flinch when people refer to them as "NKOTB"&lt;br /&gt;53. You knew all the characters names and their life stories on Saved By The Bell," The ORIGINAL class. (I Love Zak Morris!)&lt;br /&gt;54. You know all the words to Bon Jovi - SHOT THROUGH THE HEART.&lt;br /&gt;55. You just sang those words to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;56. You remember watching Magic vs. Bird.&lt;br /&gt;57. Homemade Levi shorts.. ! (the shorter the better)&lt;br /&gt;58. You remember when mullets were cool!&lt;br /&gt;59. You had a mullet!&lt;br /&gt;60. You still sing "We are the World"&lt;br /&gt;61. You tight rolled your jeans.&lt;br /&gt;62. You owned a bannana clip.&lt;br /&gt;63. You remember "Where's the Beef?"&lt;br /&gt;64. You used to (and probably still do) say "What you talkin' about Willis?"&lt;br /&gt;65. You had big hair and you knew how to use it.&lt;br /&gt;66. You're still singing shot through the heart in your head, aren't you!&lt;br /&gt;67. You wore more than two watches at once&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-113880087492799189?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/113880087492799189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=113880087492799189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/113880087492799189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/113880087492799189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/02/remember-late-80s-early-90s.html' title='Remember the late 80&apos;s Early 90&apos;s?'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-113872951850990135</id><published>2006-01-31T12:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:54.019-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Power Outage During Mammogram</title><content type='html'>~ Thanks Jen ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually kept my mammogram appointment. I was met with, "Hi! I'm Belinda!" This perky clipboard carrier smiled from ear to ear, tilted her head to one side and crooned, "All I need you to do is step into this room right here, strip to the waist, then slip on this gown. Everything clear?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking, "Belinda, try decaf. This ain't rocket science".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belinda skipped away to prepare the chamber of horrors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me crazy, but I suspect a man invented this machine. It takes a perfectly healthy cup size of 36-B to a size 38-LONG in less than 60 seconds. Also, girls aren't made of sugar and spice and everything nice....it's Spandex!We can be stretched, pulled and twisted over a cold 4-inch piece of square glass and still pop back into shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the right side finished, Belinda flipped me (literally) to the left and said, "Hmmmm. Can you stand on your tippy toes and lean in a tad so we can get everything?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, I answered. I was freezing, bruised, and out of air, so why not use the remaining circulation in my legs and neck and finish me off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body was in a holding pattern that defied gravity (with my other boob wedged between those two pieces of square glass) when we heard, then felt a zap! Complete darkness and the power went off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?" I yelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, maintenance is working. Bet they hit a snag" Belinda headed for the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Excuse me! You're not leaving me in this vise alone, are you?" I shouted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belinda kept going and said, "Oh, you fussy puppy . the door's wide open so you'll have the emergency hall lights. I'll be right back! ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I could shout , "NOOOO!" she disappeared. And that's exactly how Bubba and Earl, maintenance "en extraordinaire, found me, half-naked and part of me dangling from the Jaws of Life and the other part smashed between glass! After exchanging polite "Hi, how's it going?" type greetings, Bubba (or possibly Earl) asked, to my utter disbelief, if I knew the power was off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to disguise my hysteria, I replied with as much calmness as possible. "Uh, yes, yes I did thanks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You bet, take care", Bubba replied and waved good-bye as though I'd been standing in the line at the grocery store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two hours later, Belinda breezes in wearing a sheepish grin and making no attempt to suppress her amusement, she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh I am soooo sorry! The power came back on and I totally forgot about you! And silly me, I went to lunch. Are we upset?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that, Your Honor, is exactly how her head ended up between the clamps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-113872951850990135?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/113872951850990135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=113872951850990135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/113872951850990135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/113872951850990135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/01/power-outage-during-mammogram.html' title='Power Outage During Mammogram'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-113836859475775431</id><published>2006-01-27T08:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:53.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Forces: U.S. &amp; Coalition/Casualties</title><content type='html'>My good friend Elaine is keeping track of our fallen soldiers on her blog.  Yesterday I came across this article on CNN.com.  Click on my blog title above to link directly to CNN.  The article lists the breakdown of casualties as well as list the names and photos of American Soldiers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been 2,438 coalition deaths, &lt;strong&gt;2,238 Americans&lt;/strong&gt;, one Australian, 98 Britons, 13 Bulgarians, two Danes, two Dutch, two Estonians, one Hungarian, 26 Italians, one Kazakh, one Latvian, 17 Poles, two Salvadoran, three Slovaks, 11 Spaniards, two Thai and 18 Ukrainians in the war in Iraq as of January 26, 2006, according to a CNN count. (&lt;a href="javascript:CNN_openPopup(" height="430')&amp;quot;" directories="no,status=no,menubar=no,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,width=620" toolbar="no,location=no,"&gt;Graphical breakdown of casualties&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list below is the names of the soldiers, Marines, airmen, sailors and Coast Guardsmen whose deaths have been reported by their country's governments. At least &lt;strong&gt;16,548 U.S. troops have been wounded in action,&lt;/strong&gt; according to the Pentagon. View casualties in the &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/SPECIALS/2004/oef.casualties/"&gt;war in Afghanistan&lt;/a&gt; and examine &lt;a href="javascript:CNN_openPopup(" toolbar="no,location=no,directories=no," status="no,menubar=no,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,width=620,height=430')&amp;quot;"&gt;U.S. war casualties&lt;/a&gt; dating back to the Revolutionary War.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-113836859475775431?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cnn.com/SPECIALS/2003/iraq/forces/casualties/' title='Forces: U.S. &amp; Coalition/Casualties'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/113836859475775431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=113836859475775431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/113836859475775431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/113836859475775431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/01/forces-us-coalitioncasualties.html' title='Forces: U.S. &amp; Coalition/Casualties'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-113828634743311149</id><published>2006-01-26T09:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:53.885-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Blond Joke</title><content type='html'>From my friend Steve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a trucker stops for a red light, a blonde catches up. She jumps out of her car, runs up to his truck, and knocks on the door. The trucker lowers the window, and she says "Hi, my name is Heather and you are losing some of your load." The trucker ignores her and proceeds down the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the truck stops for another red light, the girl catches up again. She jumps out of her car, runs up and knocks on the door. Again, the trucker lowers the window. As if they've never spoken, the blonde says brightly, "Hi my name is Heather, and you are losing some of your load!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaking his head, the trucker ignores her again and continues down the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the third red light, the same thing happens again. All out of breath, the blonde gets out of her car, runs up, knocks on the truck door. The trucker rolls down the window. Again she says "Hi, my name is Heather, and you are losing some of your load!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the light turns green the trucker revs up and races to the next light. When he stops this time, he hurriedly gets out of the truck, and runs back to the blonde. He knocks on her window, and after she lowers it, he says..."Hi, my name is Kevin, it's winter in Minnesota and I'm driving the SALT TRUCK!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-113828634743311149?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/113828634743311149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=113828634743311149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/113828634743311149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/113828634743311149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/01/winter-blond-joke.html' title='Winter Blond Joke'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-113779266437245417</id><published>2006-01-20T16:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:53.815-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Closing Time</title><content type='html'>4:00 Friday and I have officially stopped working for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhh.... the guilty pleasure of doing absolutely nothing the last hour of the day before I lock up at 4:45 and leave the office at 5:00 on the dot (Corey would be jealous).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job last year did not allow such luxuries, so if you go back through archives, you will see that I wrote about once a week or less; I have a feeling that I will once again have a little more time during work hours to dripple across my blog and waste an entire afternoon pondering the things in life. Ahhhhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that my job doesn’t keep me busy, I do have things to do, but do not feel like doing them at this time.  I guess I had to actually LEARN to be lazy at work.  I am a good worker, a hard worker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my first ever job out of college when you gave me something to do I did it straight away.  Then I got all my work done and had nothing left to do that day, or even the rest of the week.  So... I had to learn to slow down and save things for later and become lazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my second job I made the mistake of asking for extra duties and responsibilities to pass the time growing my job duties from 13 to 27 in a year.  I will never do that again. Not only did my plate runnith over, do you think I got paid any more for doubling my duties?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, along comes job three, just as busy and really leaving no time to fluff off, not saying I never did, but it was rare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now back to job four.  I am enjoying what I am doing.  I know how to do it with little training and I am enjoying the pace I can get all my work done in the day.  I do have to say that I really do think this is the first time all week I have just stopped working to enjoy the last hour of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So welcome me back to the world of having the blessing to be able to relax a little at work.  I will have to take advantage of it because hopefully in a few years I will be further along in my "career" (whatever that is) and one again I will be too busy to fluff off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday!  CHEERS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-113779266437245417?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/113779266437245417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=113779266437245417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/113779266437245417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/113779266437245417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/01/closing-time.html' title='Closing Time'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-113677712569837803</id><published>2006-01-08T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:53.742-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years 2006</title><content type='html'>Scott and I at our friend's JJ &amp; Becky's house for New Years.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/640/IMG_0787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/320/IMG_0787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-113677712569837803?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/113677712569837803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=113677712569837803' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/113677712569837803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/113677712569837803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-years-2006.html' title='New Years 2006'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-113605344250043659</id><published>2005-12-31T13:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:53.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Darth Wilhelm</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/1600/IMG_0762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/320/IMG_0762.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No Jon, I am not your father." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-113605344250043659?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/113605344250043659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=113605344250043659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/113605344250043659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/113605344250043659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2005/12/darth-wilhelm.html' title='Darth Wilhelm'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-113526200069795723</id><published>2005-12-22T09:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:53.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Marriage?  by Mari Nichols</title><content type='html'>Because to the depths of me, I long to love one person,&lt;br /&gt;With all my heart, my soul, my mind, my body...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I need a forever friend to trust with the intimacies of me,&lt;br /&gt;Who won't hold them against me,&lt;br /&gt;Who loves me when I'm unlikable,&lt;br /&gt;Who sees the small child in me,&lt;br /&gt;and Who looks for the divine potential of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I need to cuddle in the warmth of the night&lt;br /&gt;With someone who thanks God for me,&lt;br /&gt;With someone I feel blessed to hold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because marriage means opportunity&lt;br /&gt;To grow in love in friendship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because marriage is a discipline&lt;br /&gt;To be added to a list of achievements...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because marriages do not fail, people fail&lt;br /&gt;When they enter into marriage&lt;br /&gt;Expecting another to make them whole...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because, knowing this,&lt;br /&gt;I promise myself to take full responsibility&lt;br /&gt;For my spiritual, mental and physical wholeness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I create me,&lt;br /&gt;I take half of the responsibility for my marriage&lt;br /&gt;Together we create our marriage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because with this understanding&lt;br /&gt;The possibilities are limitless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** I read this at my sister's wedding **&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-113526200069795723?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/113526200069795723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=113526200069795723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/113526200069795723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/113526200069795723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2005/12/why-marriage-by-mari-nichols.html' title='Why Marriage?  by Mari Nichols'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-113520214318319348</id><published>2005-12-21T15:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:53.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job</title><content type='html'>Well.... it has been almost a year since I left the University and became a Social Event Planner for Genoa Woods Conference Center in Brighton, MI. As of December 30 I will be leaving Genoa Woods and going back to the University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have accepted a position with the Political Science Department as their Office Assistant. Not a glamorous job for someone about to finish their master's degree, but one that I am very good at. I am leaving Genoa Woods on very good terms and know that I will be part of their team again in a few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned a lot about myself this year. What my talents and strengths are and how to value what I do in life over being miserable and well off. (I know, I know). So I will be poor and happy, until I can find something that will make me happy and rich!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho... if you email me at Genoa Woods I won't be answering it after December 30. Please use my other personal email address. :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-113520214318319348?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/113520214318319348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=113520214318319348' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/113520214318319348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/113520214318319348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-job.html' title='New Job'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-113496213847194026</id><published>2005-12-18T21:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:53.454-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeni's Wedding</title><content type='html'>My sister got married this weekend! She is now Jeni Johnson! Click on the link above to see some pictures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-113496213847194026?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.kodakgallery.com/Slideshow.jsp?mode=fromshare&amp;Uc=dha6zzt.26bflky1&amp;Uy=-tz4iv0&amp;Ux=0' title='Jeni&apos;s Wedding'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/113496213847194026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=113496213847194026' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/113496213847194026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/113496213847194026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2005/12/jenis-wedding.html' title='Jeni&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-113459080505884380</id><published>2005-12-14T15:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:53.387-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How Shannon Makes Christmas Cookies</title><content type='html'>Christmas Cookie Ingredients: &lt;br /&gt;1 cup of water&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1 cup of sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp salt&lt;br /&gt;1 cup of brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;lemon juice&lt;br /&gt;4 large eggs&lt;br /&gt;1 cup nuts&lt;br /&gt;2 cups of dried fruit&lt;br /&gt;1 bottle Jose Cuervo Tequila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sample the Cuervo to check quality.  Take a large bowl, check the Cuervo again, to be sure it is of the highest quality, pour one level cup and drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn on the electric mixer...Beat one cup of butter in a large fluffy bowl.  Add one teaspoon of sugar...Beat again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point it's best to make sure the Cuervo is still OK, try another cup ... just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn off the mixerer thingy.   Break 2 leggs and add to the bowl and chuck in the cup of dried fruit.  Pick the frigging fruit off floor... Mix on the turner. If the fried druit gets stuck in the beaterers just pry it loose with a drewscriver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sample the Cuervo to check quality.  Take a large bowl, check the Cuervo again, to be sure it is of the highest quality, pour one level cup and drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, sift two cups of salt, or something. Who giveshz a sheet. Check the Jose Cuervo. Now shift the lemon juice and strain your nuts. Add one table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add a spoon of sugar, or somefink. Whatever you can find. Greash the oven. Turn the cake tin 360 degrees and try not to fall over. ! Don't forget to beat off the turner. Finally, throw the bowl through the window, finish the Cose Juervo and make sure to put the stove in the dishwasher.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-113459080505884380?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/113459080505884380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=113459080505884380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/113459080505884380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/113459080505884380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2005/12/how-shannon-makes-christmas-cookies.html' title='How Shannon Makes Christmas Cookies'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-113346129927634888</id><published>2005-12-01T13:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:53.314-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Buzz off!</title><content type='html'>Buzz off! ‘Mosquito’ aims to drive away teens Device’s inventor claims ultrasonic sounds audible only to young people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reuters.com/"&gt;Reuters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updated: 5:54 p.m. ET Nov. 30, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LONDON - A Welsh inventor claims to have found the perfect solution to rowdy youngsters — noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howard Stapleton says his device, the “Mosquito,” emits an uncomfortable high-pitched ultrasonic sound that can be heard by children and teenagers but almost no one over 30.&lt;br /&gt;It has successfully driven away noisy teens from a grocery store in the Welsh town of Barry and a shop in Stapleton’s home town Merthyr Tydfil, making smoking, lounging and foul-mouthed youths a thing of the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ability to hear high frequencies deteriorates with age, but some adults might still be able to hear the Mosquito. No one except young troublemakers appears annoyed, however.&lt;br /&gt;“All I’m getting is pats on the back,” Stapleton told Reuters. “No bricks thrown at me yet.”&lt;br /&gt;He said teenagers he had talked to welcomed the device too, because they used to be intimidated by gangs hanging around the shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mosquito has turned Stapleton into a media star, with appearances on British TV and radio and interest from as far afield as Australia, the United States and Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URL: &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/10269421/"&gt;http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/10269421/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-113346129927634888?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/113346129927634888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=113346129927634888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/113346129927634888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/113346129927634888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2005/12/buzz-off.html' title='Buzz off!'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-113199424530337244</id><published>2005-11-14T13:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:53.249-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bird Flu</title><content type='html'>The Center for Disease Control has released a list of symptoms of bird flu. If you experience any of the following, please seek medical treatment immediately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. High fever&lt;br /&gt;2. Congestion&lt;br /&gt;3. Nausea&lt;br /&gt;4. Fatigue&lt;br /&gt;5. Aching in the joints&lt;br /&gt;6. An irresistible urge to crap on someone's windshield .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-113199424530337244?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/113199424530337244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=113199424530337244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/113199424530337244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/113199424530337244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2005/11/bird-flu.html' title='Bird Flu'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-112924250287560014</id><published>2005-10-13T18:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:53.089-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing new</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/1600/napolian2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/320/napolian2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much new in my life but a few new credit cards and a hang nail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am 99% finished with my Christmas shopping (Scott thinks I am crazy, and so will Pete). I just have to get Scott's sister and her husband something and I am all done, which I may do tonight, I am not sure. I can't tell you what a relief it is to be done Christmas shopping in October. I will never have to set foot in the mall all season!!!! I just have to remember now that I am done shopping and not to buy any more presents for anyone. I am really only guilty of doing this for my sister and Scott. Both whom I prob spend the most money on. One, cause I love Scott so much, and 2. cause my sister is so easy to shop for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary at work quit. So I am Interim Social Event Coordinator, until they find a replacement. Seriously put a damper on my Halloween Party plans scheduled for the 22nd. Bastards, I told my friends I would be unable to participate if they moved it up a week. I have one more wedding left for the season on the 22nd. Should go nice and smooth. Then I have an auction and then on to holiday party season. Which should be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott had sinus surgery again yesterday. He is at home nursing some very nice black eyes and a swollen face. They removed a polyp, some scar tissue, and fully connected his drainage to his throat. No wonder he gets all stuffed up so fast. My assistant chef recommended Yoga to Scott to increasing his breathing through his nose to keep it clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kitty Daisy keeps pooping outside her litter box on the floor. It is clean, cause she keeps pooping on the outside, so I have to figure out what is pissing her off so she will start using the box again. At least she isn’t pooping in my clothes or on my bed, she poops in the laundry room in corners I cannot reach. (little bitch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought Buffy Season's 1-7. I should put them and my treadmill to good use and use them together. Makes the exercising go by much faster. Scott hasn’t noticed yet that I bought the entire collection. Once the drugs wear off, he may figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls like boys with skills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-112924250287560014?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/112924250287560014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=112924250287560014' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/112924250287560014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/112924250287560014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2005/10/nothing-new.html' title='Nothing new'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-112699285285519353</id><published>2005-09-17T17:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:52.902-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Digital Camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/1600/023_20A_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="256" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/320/023_20A_0001.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally ordered a digital camera. I was afraid to buy one because I didn't want to loose the right to have hard copy pictures; but an incident this week taught me my lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally took in film from last summer, yes, LAST summer (2004) to be developed. I had this film so long, I had even passed the "Develop by" date. I also learned why they have a "develop by" date. So I got pictures back from two weddings, a camping trip, a tailgating adventure, and photos of my cats broken leg. All of course taken with 800 speed film and they should have come out crystal clear. Did they? NO. I had passed the "develop by" date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also came to the conclusion that when I have my mom's digital camera I take pictures, download and order prints all right away. So... I bought a digital camera.  A red Cannon PowerShot SD20 Digital Camera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-112699285285519353?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/112699285285519353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=112699285285519353' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/112699285285519353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/112699285285519353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2005/09/digital-camera.html' title='Digital Camera'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-112620049894910547</id><published>2005-09-08T13:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:52.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ticketmaster Hell</title><content type='html'>I am now officially banned from purchasing any tickets to any events I wish to attend. Why? Cause every time I do, I mess something up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I went to a concert on the wrong day, then I bought 1 ticket on Ebay instead of 2 to a concert in Chicago, and now... I have bought tickets to something when I had a prior engagement. I suck. I should have learned before and just listened to Scott - who was right. Yes Scott, you were right dear, I should have listened to you. I swear on a stack of bibles that I will listen to you in all manners concerning purchasing tickets of any kind (concert, events, airplane, etc...) from this day on. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/1600/homer%20beer.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Shameless Plug: Oktoberfest 2005, Friday September 30, 7-10 pm @ &lt;a href="http://www.genoawoods.com/"&gt;http://www.genoawoods.com/&lt;/a&gt; By tickets from me!!! $35 Hot off the press! Get them NOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-112620049894910547?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/112620049894910547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=112620049894910547' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/112620049894910547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/112620049894910547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2005/09/ticketmaster-hell.html' title='Ticketmaster Hell'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-112557965915512590</id><published>2005-09-01T08:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:52.689-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Seattle man dies after sex with horse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/1600/hippy_sm1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" height="233" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/320/hippy_sm1.jpg" width="208" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So.. um... watching Mind of Mencina last night and he came to his &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Why the F#%&amp;amp; is this News"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; segment and discussed the following below. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/522/1600/hippy_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;attitude today:&lt;/strong&gt; Felling like a liberal hippy douche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;******************************************&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seattle man dies after sex with horse Police say death was accidental, investigate farm on cruelty suspicions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reuters.com/"&gt;Reuters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updated: 9:12 p.m. ET July 15, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEATTLE -&lt;/strong&gt; A Seattle man died after engaging in anal sex with a horse at a farm suspected of being a gathering place for people seeking to have sex with livestock, police said Friday.The horse involved in the incident was not harmed, and an autopsy of the unnamed man concluded that “the manner of death was accidental ... due to perforation of the colon,” a police spokesman said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The information that we have is that people would find this place via chat rooms on the Web,” said Sgt. John Urquhart of the King County Sheriff’s Department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although sex with animals is not illegal in Washington state, Urquhart said that investigators were looking into whether the farm, located in Enumclaw, 40 miles southeast of Seattle, allowed sex with smaller animals that resulted in animal cruelty, which is a crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If you’re talking about sheep or goats, there could be some issues,” Urquhart said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enumclaw-area animal-sex case investigated&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Jennifer SullivanSeattle Times staff reporter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King County sheriff's detectives are investigating the owners of an Enumclaw-area farm after a Seattle man died from injuries sustained while having sex with a horse boarded on the property.&lt;br /&gt;Investigators first learned of the farm after the man died at Enumclaw Community Hospital July 2. The county Medical Examiner's Office ruled that the death was accidental and the result of having sex with a horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A surveillance camera picked up the license plate of the car that dropped the man off at the hospital, which led detectives to the farm and other people involved, said sheriff's Sgt. John Urquhart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deputies don't believe a crime occurred because bestiality is not illegal in Washington state and the horse was uninjured, said Urquhart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But because investigators found chickens, goats and sheep on the property, they are looking into whether animal cruelty — which is a crime — was committed by having sex with these smaller, weaker animals, he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The farm was talked about in Internet chat rooms as a destination for people looking to have sex with livestock, he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A significant number of people, we believe, have likely visited this farm," said Urquhart.&lt;br /&gt;The Humane Society of the United States intends to use the case during the next state legislative session as an example of why sex with animals should be outlawed in Washington, said Bob Reder, a Humane Society regional director in Seattle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This and a few other cases that we have will allow us a platform to talk about sex abuse of animals," Reder said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirty-three states ban sex with animals, he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan Michaels, co-founder of local animal-rights organization Pasado's Safe Haven, said she has been fighting to have bestiality made illegal. "It's animal cruelty behind closed doors," Michaels said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************************************************** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-112557965915512590?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/112557965915512590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=112557965915512590' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/112557965915512590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/112557965915512590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2005/09/seattle-man-dies-after-sex-with-horse.html' title='Seattle man dies after sex with horse'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006174.post-112488796435063375</id><published>2005-08-24T08:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:13:52.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Research @ Cambridge University</title><content type='html'>I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdgnieg.The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid Aoccdrnig to rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************&lt;br /&gt;from Jen P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006174-112488796435063375?l=shanoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/feeds/112488796435063375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006174&amp;postID=112488796435063375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/112488796435063375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006174/posts/default/112488796435063375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanoland.blogspot.com/2005/08/research-cambridge-university.html' title='Research @ Cambridge University'/><author><name>Mrs. M-W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17235823227273014238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/189/1707/640/3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
