<?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-8880514519042243961</id><updated>2012-01-06T10:42:46.762-05:00</updated><category term='Devon Rex'/><category term='Vampires'/><category term='ARC'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Bill'/><category term='ares'/><category term='Ranting'/><category term='MTA'/><category term='Late'/><category term='Trains'/><category term='HBO'/><category term='Eric'/><category term='success'/><category term='neo'/><category term='Sookie'/><category term='Sam'/><category term='Jason'/><category term='Luna'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='Muffins'/><category term='Fall'/><category term='Lynn Viehl'/><category term='True Blood'/><category term='Apples'/><title type='text'>MarnieColette</title><subtitle type='html'>These are my ramblings!  Through word and photographs!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-4390024701685268868</id><published>2012-01-05T00:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T01:05:35.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 Recap / 2012 Promises</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;My 2011 in a recap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;The last year well what can I say it has not been the best of years for me mostly for some personal reason but that isn’t to say that it has been all bad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;On a not so good note...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li class="li1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;My Mom got sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="li1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;My Dad got sick and left this earth to soar the skies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="li1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;I got sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="li1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;My dog passed away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;On a brighter side...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li class="li1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;My Mom got better.&amp;nbsp; She also got a new knee with better mobility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="li1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;I figured out my sickness.. diabetes and I am working everyday to get it all under control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="li1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;I got to spend a good deal of time with my Dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;On a supernova side...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li class="li1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;I made some really good friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="li1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;I got to spend the summer and fall with my Mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="li1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;I adopted a Devon Rex Kitten - her name is Luna Bell Gin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tHNWXHcFVQM/TwU8Ag467NI/AAAAAAAACoE/HW600T8ZMsg/s1600/Luna+110111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tHNWXHcFVQM/TwU8Ag467NI/AAAAAAAACoE/HW600T8ZMsg/s320/Luna+110111.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Luna Belle&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;I also accomplished some of the things on my Ultimate Bucket List.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li class="li1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;I got a tattoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="li1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;I soaked in the thermal spa’s of Iceland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="li1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;I went to see Stonehenge and I got to share it with my Dad over the phone.&amp;nbsp; (It was my last conversation with him.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;Yeah this year has been a life changer for me on several accounts.&amp;nbsp; It’s had some of the saddest moments of my life but it also made me realize a lot of things.&amp;nbsp; It’s made me closer to my Mom and step-Dad.&amp;nbsp; It’s brought me and my sister /partner in crime even closer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;I’ve learned to appreciate things more than I did before.&amp;nbsp; It’s also made me realize a whole bunch of stuff about myself and made me come to conclusion that 2012 is the year of changes for me.&amp;nbsp; On that note here goes my promise for 2012 - resolutions are doomed to fail from the beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I promise ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;to laugh everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;to think of those I love who I have lost with happiness not sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;to be the best sister, daughter and friend I can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;to make the changes I keep talking about in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;to not be afraid to fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;to make the time to read more of the books I want to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;to make new friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;to dance as much as I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;to remember to just live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;to take one step in front of another always moving forward&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;to write that darn story in my head - it’s a bucket list item.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;to just have fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;to post a picture to my 365 days of 2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2012 personalized Bucket List - Every expanding.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li class="li1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;Shoot a hand-gun (they scare me so I want to over come that fear)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="li1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;Go Scuba diving at least once (I got my license I need to use it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="li1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;Finish my story - just to say I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="li1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;Run a 10 minute mile without dying consistently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="li1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;?????&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;nbsp; Somethings aren’t necessary to share :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;So this 2012 is all about embracing who I am, what I want to do and doing it. &amp;nbsp; I can’t wait for tomorrow and I can’t expect anything to come to me.&amp;nbsp; I brought the NEW YEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-4390024701685268868?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/4390024701685268868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=4390024701685268868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/4390024701685268868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/4390024701685268868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2012/01/2011-recap-2012-promises.html' title='2011 Recap / 2012 Promises'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tHNWXHcFVQM/TwU8Ag467NI/AAAAAAAACoE/HW600T8ZMsg/s72-c/Luna+110111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-5266262160069880006</id><published>2011-12-13T14:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T14:58:29.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the holiday season!</title><content type='html'>It's the holidays and I really am trying to be in the festive spirit. &amp;nbsp;This will be my first&amp;nbsp;Christmas&amp;nbsp;without my dad. &amp;nbsp;I am not sure how it will go but I am determined to live my life the way I know he would want me too. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Christmas all. &amp;nbsp; Dad may you have a nice and warm one -- no more cold days for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IKOvWF26snU/TueuLCgHP2I/AAAAAAAAClI/T8HOP2wvvtQ/s1600/tumblr_lvr2i3rcC81qa2p2vo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IKOvWF26snU/TueuLCgHP2I/AAAAAAAAClI/T8HOP2wvvtQ/s320/tumblr_lvr2i3rcC81qa2p2vo1_500.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See I even decorated at my office. &amp;nbsp;LOL.. I love blue so why shouldn't my tree be blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-5266262160069880006?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/5266262160069880006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=5266262160069880006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/5266262160069880006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/5266262160069880006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/12/its-holiday-season.html' title='It&apos;s the holiday season!'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IKOvWF26snU/TueuLCgHP2I/AAAAAAAAClI/T8HOP2wvvtQ/s72-c/tumblr_lvr2i3rcC81qa2p2vo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-5613767755961718105</id><published>2011-10-13T00:29:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T00:34:52.072-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Memorial to my Father</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f7KSsHII8Cc/TpZoXBUI2tI/AAAAAAAACa8/TuKFva4qL-E/s1600/Dad+smiling.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f7KSsHII8Cc/TpZoXBUI2tI/AAAAAAAACa8/TuKFva4qL-E/s320/Dad+smiling.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ronald R. Walski&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;September 14, 1944 to September 7, 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;These were the final words I said to my dad at his memorial service. &amp;nbsp; It has taken me a bit of time to be able to type them up and post them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A memorial to my Daddie.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;I wanted to say something today that would honor who my Dad was- sarcasm and all. &amp;nbsp; Sorry Dad if I don’t nail the sarcasm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;You are all probably wondering about the ribbons on my Dad’s flowers.&amp;nbsp; They have special meaning for my sister and I. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;You see my sister and I spoke with him several times a day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;I would always start out my phone conversation with “ Hello Sunshine”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;For my sister,&amp;nbsp; she would always end her conversation like this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;Dad,&amp;nbsp; “Say goodnight Dick?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;Meg, “Goodnight DIck”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;My Dad always said the value of who he was - was defined by those around him and how he is remembered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;He leaves behind nieces and nephews he loved.&amp;nbsp; I always was hearing about the escapades of Ben and Erin at the lake.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;Brothers and a sister who he knew were there for him if he just picked up the phone and asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;A Mother who always thought of the little things for him --&amp;nbsp; like a sewing machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;The best friend for over 40 years Don, who, no matter how long they went without talking, it felt like yesterday when they did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;and then their is my sister and I -&amp;nbsp; there are no words to describe the relationship we had with him.&amp;nbsp; He gave us the greatest compliment when he told us a couple of weeks ago that he was honored that his daughters were also two of his best friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;My dad will always be remembered as the sarcastic witty fun dressing man, who had a smart ass comment for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;I can’t tell you how my sister will remember him as.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;But,&amp;nbsp; I will remember him as a serious philosopher of life, a person who loved a good conspiracy, an awesome cook , a fellow UFO enthusiast, my friend, my rock and my Daddie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;While you may not walk among us in the physical - your energy walks among us in spirit and heart. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;Meg and I will honor you by living the best lives we can.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;Know that when I give Meg a hug - I hug a little bit of you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;When I travel every sight I see - you see too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;Know that every decision I make - I do with your guidance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;I love you Sunshine and I won’t forget about Corky - so you better not either!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;Love, Midget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-5613767755961718105?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/5613767755961718105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=5613767755961718105&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/5613767755961718105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/5613767755961718105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/10/memorial-to-my-father.html' title='A Memorial to my Father'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f7KSsHII8Cc/TpZoXBUI2tI/AAAAAAAACa8/TuKFva4qL-E/s72-c/Dad+smiling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-8440436313369390111</id><published>2011-09-27T11:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T11:46:25.245-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For the turtles on a Sunday Morning!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="width: 600px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="color: black; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0em; margin-right: 0em; margin-top: 0em;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wc3oi4FrGEE/ToHvyzZSGNI/AAAAAAAACa0/c_ayi_bM0Gw/s1600/logo-wcs-run-for-the-wild.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wc3oi4FrGEE/ToHvyzZSGNI/AAAAAAAACa0/c_ayi_bM0Gw/s1600/logo-wcs-run-for-the-wild.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hello all! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0em; margin-right: 0em; margin-top: 0em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;On October 9th, I'm going to sacrifice a little Sunday morning sleep time to participate in the Wildlife Conservation Society's Run for the Wild at the New York Aquarium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="color: black; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0em; margin-right: 0em; margin-top: 0em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;What could be important enough to tear me out of bed for an 8 a.m. 5k race? That's easy...it's for the turtles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="color: black; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0em; margin-right: 0em; margin-top: 0em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://e.wcs.org/site/R?i=lUIFiLtGePGewMEAgNqaUg" style="color: #006666; font-family: Arial; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;Can you help me – and turtles – by making a tax-deductible gift to WCS in support of my run? You'll be helping me reach my fundraising goal!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="color: black; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0em; margin-right: 0em; margin-top: 0em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Turtles are in serious trouble. Half of all turtle and tortoise species are threatened with extinction. No other vertebrate group is more endangered!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="color: black; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0em; margin-right: 0em; margin-top: 0em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And with pollution, hunting, and poaching threatening them every day, we've got to give them a helping fin...er, hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="color: black; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0em; margin-right: 0em; margin-top: 0em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So please, make a donation and help me save endangered turtles and other threatened wildlife at the New York Aquarium and around the globe. I'd be incredibly thankful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="color: black; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0em; margin-right: 0em; margin-top: 0em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://e.wcs.org/site/R?i=iFu2NHdFiatnpuIXwUjcYA" style="color: #006666; font-family: Arial; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;Click here to support me in the WCS Run for the Wild.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="color: black; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0em; margin-right: 0em; margin-top: 0em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Thanks in advance for your generosity and I promise to share some pictures from the run!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="color: black; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0em; margin-right: 0em; margin-top: 0em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-- Marnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-8440436313369390111?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/8440436313369390111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=8440436313369390111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/8440436313369390111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/8440436313369390111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/09/for-turtles-on-sunday-morning.html' title='For the turtles on a Sunday Morning!'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wc3oi4FrGEE/ToHvyzZSGNI/AAAAAAAACa0/c_ayi_bM0Gw/s72-c/logo-wcs-run-for-the-wild.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-8287323710076580610</id><published>2011-08-11T11:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T11:29:02.096-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devon Rex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luna'/><title type='text'>A Devon Rex named Luna Belle Gin - made me neuortic</title><content type='html'>I have discovered that I am neurotic (OK -- I know some of you would say I have always been but this was my&amp;nbsp;revelation.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is who made me neurotic. Adorable isn't she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-enV6N311XWg/TkPx-_2QUHI/AAAAAAAACYM/RKWAaSIFJlU/s1600/Luna+Sleeping.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-enV6N311XWg/TkPx-_2QUHI/AAAAAAAACYM/RKWAaSIFJlU/s320/Luna+Sleeping.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Luna sleeping on my arm.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I know she looks all innocent and such but she has made me a basket case. &amp;nbsp;3.3 pounds of feline has made me go nutso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I worry that she hasn't bonded with me. &amp;nbsp;I worry that she won't love me the best. &amp;nbsp;I worry that she won't get along with her brother Ares. &amp;nbsp;I worry that she is breathing funny and I worry that she sneezes in my room. &amp;nbsp;I worry that she is coughing. &amp;nbsp;I worry about everything. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I just plain worry.... which is so not like me with the pets. &amp;nbsp;I have always been the voice of reason - the person that says don't worry it's nothing but with Luna its different. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not sure why? Perhaps its because in the last 2.5 years I have lost 1 cat and 2 dogs --- and on some level whether its rationale or not I think -- perhaps if I had seen the signs earlier I could have prevented what took each of them. &amp;nbsp; Maybe its because she is so tiny and I have never had such a tiny pet before. &amp;nbsp;Like I said its not rationale!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So a Devon Rex named Luna Belle Gin has made me "MORE" neurotic than I already am. &amp;nbsp; Cute isn't she.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NjBAaIAdmnA/TkP0va2QbSI/AAAAAAAACYU/tmOzOtVG3-U/s1600/Luna+Belle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="204" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NjBAaIAdmnA/TkP0va2QbSI/AAAAAAAACYU/tmOzOtVG3-U/s320/Luna+Belle.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guilty as charged&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-8287323710076580610?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/8287323710076580610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=8287323710076580610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/8287323710076580610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/8287323710076580610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/08/devon-rex-named-luna-belle-gin-made-me.html' title='A Devon Rex named Luna Belle Gin - made me neuortic'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-enV6N311XWg/TkPx-_2QUHI/AAAAAAAACYM/RKWAaSIFJlU/s72-c/Luna+Sleeping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-107151285174904426</id><published>2011-07-13T12:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T14:54:37.314-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ares'/><title type='text'>Finally waking up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre-line;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q89vKe5BSHQ/TuetdQea_AI/AAAAAAAAClA/hgPQjdsTI7Y/s1600/5422771447_bdd60c9bc3_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q89vKe5BSHQ/TuetdQea_AI/AAAAAAAAClA/hgPQjdsTI7Y/s320/5422771447_bdd60c9bc3_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre-line;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre-line;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre-line;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre-line;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My tweet for the day....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre-line;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre-line;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Handle your problems as they come - sure but how can you handle them when they sneak up on you and hit you in the head - ur unconscious!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre-line;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre-line;"&gt;This pretty much sums up the last four months for me. &amp;nbsp;I think that I am managing to regain consciousness. &amp;nbsp; It ain't pretty but its about time to start handling those problems. &amp;nbsp; Not sure as to how since I have been out of it for a while but I am sure that I will find my footing. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre-line;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre-line;"&gt;Here is a video of &amp;nbsp;Ares... it was sent to me to brighten my day. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre-line;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cca62889f6aa415c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcca62889f6aa415c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329973406%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D38E0AA4B51561CC69C5064E63FAC20EB21B4EB21.524255E86195428627E02334411D3005F17A4DD5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcca62889f6aa415c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQYSZstWMiKT25k2DgTmBUuezidQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcca62889f6aa415c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329973406%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D38E0AA4B51561CC69C5064E63FAC20EB21B4EB21.524255E86195428627E02334411D3005F17A4DD5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcca62889f6aa415c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQYSZstWMiKT25k2DgTmBUuezidQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre-line;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-107151285174904426?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/107151285174904426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=107151285174904426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/107151285174904426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/107151285174904426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/07/finally-waking-up.html' title='Finally waking up.'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q89vKe5BSHQ/TuetdQea_AI/AAAAAAAAClA/hgPQjdsTI7Y/s72-c/5422771447_bdd60c9bc3_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-979751631584145642</id><published>2011-07-09T12:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T12:03:38.842-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neo'/><title type='text'>RIP - Neo Walski</title><content type='html'>Today I said goodbye to my buddy of 10.5 years - Neo. &amp;nbsp;It was a hard letting him go but that spark was gone from his eyes and he lost the ability to use his back legs to any degree. &amp;nbsp; Sometimes as a pet owner you realize that making the hard choices are in fact the choices done with love more than anything else - my sister made one drenched in love and tears but it was the best for Neo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you about Neo. &amp;nbsp; We got him at a PetSmart large dog rescue when we lived in Florida. &amp;nbsp;He was and always will be my little sisters baby. &amp;nbsp; He would follow her around. &amp;nbsp; He was one of those dogs that if you stop too quick he would bump into you. &amp;nbsp; He just wanted to be where you were. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neo was a&amp;nbsp;lovable&amp;nbsp;dog - humans were all his friends. &amp;nbsp;Humans meant someone to scratch his head and possibly give him a treat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong this doesn't mean the Neo was an active dog. &amp;nbsp;I remember the first time we took him for a walk as a puppy - &amp;nbsp;about 5 minutes into it he stopped walking and laid down. &amp;nbsp; WE had to CARRY him home. &amp;nbsp; This pretty much summed up his life. &amp;nbsp; He liked being a house dog and loved being with you - car rides were his favorite and laying on his back in weird positions was his favorite thing too do everyday besides laying on the bed or sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yk30tbAt4Xc/Thh40UYj7RI/AAAAAAAACXs/qTH5dxFgHic/s1600/5422920864_39ecbdb563.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yk30tbAt4Xc/Thh40UYj7RI/AAAAAAAACXs/qTH5dxFgHic/s320/5422920864_39ecbdb563.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Too me Neo was my buddy, &amp;nbsp;he slept on the end of my bed his entire life. &amp;nbsp;He had his spot and should I dare put anything there he would sit and stare at it until I moved it. &amp;nbsp;Occasionally he would venture to the middle of the bed. &amp;nbsp; It wasn't easy trying to move &amp;nbsp;a 90 pound dog who didn't want to be moved. &amp;nbsp; He was my buddy and I cannot express the lost I am feeling. &amp;nbsp;I am glad that I got to spend the last moments with him. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Run free, Run Fast and eat all the baby carrots and treats you want. &amp;nbsp;I miss you. &amp;nbsp;You will always hold a place in my heart and memories. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-95p2mvbYVT4/Thh7G5lzMDI/AAAAAAAACXw/2cKIxV80Y0k/s1600/4259026005_2f296bd82a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-95p2mvbYVT4/Thh7G5lzMDI/AAAAAAAACXw/2cKIxV80Y0k/s320/4259026005_2f296bd82a.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Neo Walski, 10/31/00 to 7/9/11&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together.... &lt;br /&gt;Say hello to Yori for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author unknown...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-979751631584145642?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/979751631584145642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=979751631584145642&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/979751631584145642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/979751631584145642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/07/rip-neo-walski.html' title='RIP - Neo Walski'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yk30tbAt4Xc/Thh40UYj7RI/AAAAAAAACXs/qTH5dxFgHic/s72-c/5422920864_39ecbdb563.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-4182334358873434061</id><published>2011-07-02T10:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T10:21:36.727-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Motel 6-leaving the light on</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-iAhzMunGhms/Tg8pbUd4DpI/AAAAAAAACXY/9NG3x85HwHw/2011-07-02_09-06-37_671.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-iAhzMunGhms/Tg8pbUd4DpI/AAAAAAAACXY/9NG3x85HwHw/s400/2011-07-02_09-06-37_671.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Here is the hotel I am staying at in Michigan with my mom.   It is a Motel 6.   It has an extremely comfortable bed. Seriously whay more could you ask for.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-4182334358873434061?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/4182334358873434061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=4182334358873434061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/4182334358873434061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/4182334358873434061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/07/motel-6-leaving-light-on.html' title='Motel 6-leaving the light on'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-iAhzMunGhms/Tg8pbUd4DpI/AAAAAAAACXY/9NG3x85HwHw/s72-c/2011-07-02_09-06-37_671.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-9100206101625632521</id><published>2011-06-16T09:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T09:24:00.409-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Late'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MTA'/><title type='text'>Trains and more trains</title><content type='html'>Thank you MTA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it when I have no place pressing to be and I can afford to be late the A train is always running smoothly and gets me there early? &amp;nbsp;When I leave in the required time and need to be somewhere at a specific time the A train is either delayed or for no apparent reason goes slower than the rats in the tunnels? &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally I think its the karma gods testing me and quite frankly I have had enough of their testing. &amp;nbsp;PLEASE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-9100206101625632521?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/9100206101625632521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=9100206101625632521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/9100206101625632521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/9100206101625632521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/06/trains-and-more-trains.html' title='Trains and more trains'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-3545205969924733204</id><published>2011-06-15T14:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T14:32:25.502-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neo'/><title type='text'>Grumpy dog....</title><content type='html'>Neo is not loving the idea of nail trimming.  One trims and the other lays on him.  Really after 10+ years one would think he would get use to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; font-size: xx-small; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C5LjEuNcfj4/Tfj6sgJsPrI/AAAAAAAACXM/ZSCB08107Ug/s1600/2011-06-13_23-43-27_962.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C5LjEuNcfj4/Tfj6sgJsPrI/AAAAAAAACXM/ZSCB08107Ug/s320/2011-06-13_23-43-27_962.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-3545205969924733204?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/3545205969924733204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=3545205969924733204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/3545205969924733204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/3545205969924733204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/06/grumpy-dog.html' title='Grumpy dog....'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C5LjEuNcfj4/Tfj6sgJsPrI/AAAAAAAACXM/ZSCB08107Ug/s72-c/2011-06-13_23-43-27_962.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-2883319274858007014</id><published>2011-04-23T01:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T01:18:25.477-04:00</updated><title type='text'>picking mom up</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TbJhHKaepiI/AAAAAAAACUk/TzT51sK4AWo/2011-04-22_22-16-47_359.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TbJhHKaepiI/AAAAAAAACUk/TzT51sK4AWo/s400/2011-04-22_22-16-47_359.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Picked mom up from the hospital.  It is official she is one knee bionic woman now!&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-2883319274858007014?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/2883319274858007014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=2883319274858007014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/2883319274858007014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/2883319274858007014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/04/picking-mom-up.html' title='picking mom up'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TbJhHKaepiI/AAAAAAAACUk/TzT51sK4AWo/s72-c/2011-04-22_22-16-47_359.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-966947320726338576</id><published>2011-04-09T16:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T16:06:17.141-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ares'/><title type='text'>Day 11 of Monkey being gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TaC8NlqN9wI/AAAAAAAACTc/ZeHabr36FNc/ares11.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TaC8NlqN9wI/AAAAAAAACTc/ZeHabr36FNc/s400/ares11.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Maybe I can email her and she will come back.  My human and I are going to have some words .... my paws can work the track pad! DAYUM! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-966947320726338576?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/966947320726338576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=966947320726338576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/966947320726338576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/966947320726338576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/04/day-11-of-monkey-being-gone.html' title='Day 11 of Monkey being gone'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TaC8NlqN9wI/AAAAAAAACTc/ZeHabr36FNc/s72-c/ares11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-739928023666196415</id><published>2011-04-09T15:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T15:58:57.734-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neo'/><title type='text'>Day 11 waiting for Meg</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TaC6fS86PzI/AAAAAAAACTY/DDgd5bkHeuM/neo%2011.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TaC6fS86PzI/AAAAAAAACTY/DDgd5bkHeuM/s400/neo%2011.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Yup I give up besides its rather comfy her.  When she gets back I will lick her and get hair all over and she will learn NOT to leave me.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-739928023666196415?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/739928023666196415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=739928023666196415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/739928023666196415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/739928023666196415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/04/day-11-waiting-for-meg.html' title='Day 11 waiting for Meg'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TaC6fS86PzI/AAAAAAAACTY/DDgd5bkHeuM/s72-c/neo%2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-5044237377743441091</id><published>2011-04-09T15:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T15:51:34.998-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 10 --- going black</title><content type='html'>Today there are no pictures for the simple reason.  I forgot to charge the phone (hence no camera) and my camera is with the ebil person on vacation.   Tomorrow we will have some. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-5044237377743441091?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/5044237377743441091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=5044237377743441091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/5044237377743441091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/5044237377743441091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/04/day-10-going-black.html' title='Day 10 --- going black'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-6576704723613140433</id><published>2011-04-08T01:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T01:41:38.539-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ares'/><title type='text'>Day 9 of Monkey being gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZ6gEAbjwKI/AAAAAAAACTM/VMtyFUzKcD0/2011-04-07_20-25-59_156.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZ6gEAbjwKI/AAAAAAAACTM/VMtyFUzKcD0/s400/2011-04-07_20-25-59_156.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Alright this would have been cute but I had other priorities and sitting still wasn't one of them.  I pissed the dog off...your lap is looking good right now.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-6576704723613140433?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/6576704723613140433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=6576704723613140433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/6576704723613140433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/6576704723613140433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/04/day-9-of-monkey-being-gone.html' title='Day 9 of Monkey being gone'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZ6gEAbjwKI/AAAAAAAACTM/VMtyFUzKcD0/s72-c/2011-04-07_20-25-59_156.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-7400234926539337702</id><published>2011-04-08T01:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T01:38:18.565-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neo'/><title type='text'>Day 9 of waiting for Meg</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZ6fSJ1e1KI/AAAAAAAACTI/NomBxXncBaw/2011-04-07_20-20-21_171.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZ6fSJ1e1KI/AAAAAAAACTI/NomBxXncBaw/s400/2011-04-07_20-20-21_171.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;YES I was bad but I can only take so many kitty slaps before I break.  I know I am 80 pounds ...he is 9 pounds.  Really must you chastize me. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-7400234926539337702?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/7400234926539337702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=7400234926539337702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/7400234926539337702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/7400234926539337702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/04/day-9-of-waiting-for-meg.html' title='Day 9 of waiting for Meg'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZ6fSJ1e1KI/AAAAAAAACTI/NomBxXncBaw/s72-c/2011-04-07_20-20-21_171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-8208561635721192286</id><published>2011-04-08T01:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T01:34:27.802-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neo'/><title type='text'>Day 8 of waiting for Meg</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZ6eYlL5VTI/AAAAAAAACTE/AGxyYrvT580/2011-04-06_21-31-51_195.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZ6eYlL5VTI/AAAAAAAACTE/AGxyYrvT580/s400/2011-04-06_21-31-51_195.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I am not listening to you.  Blah de blah blah blah.  I stick my tongue out.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-8208561635721192286?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/8208561635721192286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=8208561635721192286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/8208561635721192286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/8208561635721192286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/04/day-8-of-waiting-for-meg.html' title='Day 8 of waiting for Meg'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZ6eYlL5VTI/AAAAAAAACTE/AGxyYrvT580/s72-c/2011-04-06_21-31-51_195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-3468490924242228033</id><published>2011-04-08T01:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T01:33:17.390-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ares'/><title type='text'>Day 8 of Monkey being gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZ6eGv2MNVI/AAAAAAAACTA/34havcR1Umg/2011-04-06_21-31-46_34.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZ6eGv2MNVI/AAAAAAAACTA/34havcR1Umg/s400/2011-04-06_21-31-46_34.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I am just going to play with this feather ignore me...I will attack &lt;br/&gt; you either way. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Win win for me. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-3468490924242228033?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/3468490924242228033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=3468490924242228033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/3468490924242228033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/3468490924242228033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/04/day-8-of-monkey-being-gone.html' title='Day 8 of Monkey being gone'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZ6eGv2MNVI/AAAAAAAACTA/34havcR1Umg/s72-c/2011-04-06_21-31-46_34.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-5974881228473884635</id><published>2011-04-06T16:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T16:38:20.443-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ares'/><title type='text'>Day 7 of Monkey being gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TBfBSOLJ0Rg/TZzOzDO4MCI/AAAAAAAACS4/2FmrfdeJj9c/s1600/2011-04-05_21-19-05_984.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TBfBSOLJ0Rg/TZzOzDO4MCI/AAAAAAAACS4/2FmrfdeJj9c/s200/2011-04-05_21-19-05_984.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I shall sleep the time away. &amp;nbsp;Remember if you move I will attack.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ares has decided that his human isn't coming back --- he will just lay on me. &amp;nbsp;He even lets me pet him if I am &amp;nbsp;nice about it. &amp;nbsp;If not -- chomp!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-5974881228473884635?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/5974881228473884635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=5974881228473884635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/5974881228473884635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/5974881228473884635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/04/day-7-of-monkey-being-gone.html' title='Day 7 of Monkey being gone'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TBfBSOLJ0Rg/TZzOzDO4MCI/AAAAAAAACS4/2FmrfdeJj9c/s72-c/2011-04-05_21-19-05_984.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-2100164476244277036</id><published>2011-04-06T16:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T16:35:03.514-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neo'/><title type='text'>Day 7 of waiting for Meg.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PlW0FYF9jwA/TZzN-0CalPI/AAAAAAAACS0/kqIywkGYdBY/s1600/2011-04-05_21-46-48_85.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PlW0FYF9jwA/TZzN-0CalPI/AAAAAAAACS0/kqIywkGYdBY/s320/2011-04-05_21-46-48_85.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why do I bother? &amp;nbsp;She isn't coming!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neo is rather&amp;nbsp;melancholy&amp;nbsp;over the fact that his mom isn't coming home and he has taken to laying in front of the hall to her door. &amp;nbsp;Come on its only vacation -- 4 more days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-2100164476244277036?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/2100164476244277036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=2100164476244277036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/2100164476244277036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/2100164476244277036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/04/day-7-of-waiting-for-meg.html' title='Day 7 of waiting for Meg.'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PlW0FYF9jwA/TZzN-0CalPI/AAAAAAAACS0/kqIywkGYdBY/s72-c/2011-04-05_21-46-48_85.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-2635843601883966281</id><published>2011-04-04T23:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T23:50:35.946-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ares'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neo'/><title type='text'>Day 6 of waiting for Meg and Monkey being gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZqRiSLupLI/AAAAAAAACSY/e9X9xoJ_CHg/2011-04-04_18-58-50_417.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZqRiSLupLI/AAAAAAAACSY/e9X9xoJ_CHg/s400/2011-04-04_18-58-50_417.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;YES world its possible for cat and dog to get along.  It takes them waiting for their human (who is on vacation) and ignoring me.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-2635843601883966281?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/2635843601883966281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=2635843601883966281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/2635843601883966281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/2635843601883966281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/04/day-6-of-waiting-for-meg-and-monkey.html' title='Day 6 of waiting for Meg and Monkey being gone.'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZqRiSLupLI/AAAAAAAACSY/e9X9xoJ_CHg/s72-c/2011-04-04_18-58-50_417.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-8569055463322467548</id><published>2011-04-03T23:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:55:19.036-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neo'/><title type='text'>Day 5 of waiting Meg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZlA236oBoI/AAAAAAAACSU/WAKKn3bxlzg/day4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZlA236oBoI/AAAAAAAACSU/WAKKn3bxlzg/s400/day4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've exhausted myself waitng for her.  I need my beauty sleep.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; font-size: xx-small; text-align: center;"&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-8569055463322467548?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/8569055463322467548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=8569055463322467548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/8569055463322467548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/8569055463322467548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/04/day-5-of-missing-meg.html' title='Day 5 of waiting Meg'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZlA236oBoI/AAAAAAAACSU/WAKKn3bxlzg/s72-c/day4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-9148552181216821329</id><published>2011-04-03T23:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:52:07.912-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ares'/><title type='text'>Day 5 of Monkey being gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZk_zvledrI/AAAAAAAACSQ/_d1KbXAn9BM/2011-04-03_19-38-29_278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZk_zvledrI/AAAAAAAACSQ/_d1KbXAn9BM/s400/2011-04-03_19-38-29_278.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ares decided to use me as his bed.  Oh then he proceeded to love bite me when I moved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; font-size: xx-small; text-align: center;"&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-9148552181216821329?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/9148552181216821329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=9148552181216821329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/9148552181216821329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/9148552181216821329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/04/day-4-of-monkey-being-gone_03.html' title='Day 5 of Monkey being gone.'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZk_zvledrI/AAAAAAAACSQ/_d1KbXAn9BM/s72-c/2011-04-03_19-38-29_278.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-1220761127012943156</id><published>2011-04-03T00:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T00:14:50.583-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neo'/><title type='text'>Day 4 of waiting for Meg</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZf0OI0f5_I/AAAAAAAACSM/njJwoJ28WY4/2011-04-02_11-42-26_710.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZf0OI0f5_I/AAAAAAAACSM/njJwoJ28WY4/s400/2011-04-02_11-42-26_710.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Oh not only do I have to wait for her...I have to keep the evil eye on the god of war masquerading as our kitten.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-1220761127012943156?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/1220761127012943156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=1220761127012943156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/1220761127012943156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/1220761127012943156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/04/day-4-of-waiting-for-meg.html' title='Day 4 of waiting for Meg'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZf0OI0f5_I/AAAAAAAACSM/njJwoJ28WY4/s72-c/2011-04-02_11-42-26_710.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-198532961303230332</id><published>2011-04-03T00:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T00:10:35.787-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ares'/><title type='text'>Day 4 of Monkey being gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZfzND3TNoI/AAAAAAAACSI/JZjJ9xZ6EGs/2011-04-02_13-15-51_641.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZfzND3TNoI/AAAAAAAACSI/JZjJ9xZ6EGs/s400/2011-04-02_13-15-51_641.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Today Ares was resigned to the fact his human is gone for a bit.  Hmmm this means the bed is his.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-198532961303230332?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/198532961303230332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=198532961303230332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/198532961303230332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/198532961303230332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/04/day-4-of-monkey-being-gone.html' title='Day 4 of Monkey being gone.'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZfzND3TNoI/AAAAAAAACSI/JZjJ9xZ6EGs/s72-c/2011-04-02_13-15-51_641.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-8706541632905945655</id><published>2011-04-02T09:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T09:43:54.064-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neo'/><title type='text'>Day 3 of Neo waiting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZcoGOP2zmI/AAAAAAAACSE/iLLvHyqzgAs/neo%203.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZcoGOP2zmI/AAAAAAAACSE/iLLvHyqzgAs/s400/neo%203.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Neo didn't want to play...he needed a moment to realize yet again Mom wasn't coming home.  I didn't have the heart to tell she is too busy living it up in Vegas!&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-8706541632905945655?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/8706541632905945655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=8706541632905945655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/8706541632905945655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/8706541632905945655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/04/day-3-of-neo-waiting.html' title='Day 3 of Neo waiting.'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZcoGOP2zmI/AAAAAAAACSE/iLLvHyqzgAs/s72-c/neo%203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-6651511823425188874</id><published>2011-04-02T09:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T09:39:45.989-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ares'/><title type='text'>Day 3 of Monkey being gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZcnHgeg55I/AAAAAAAACSA/15FHgMpe7OQ/ares3.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZcnHgeg55I/AAAAAAAACSA/15FHgMpe7OQ/s400/ares3.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Ares has resorted to trying to play with himself.  He doesn't want anyone else to play with him because we obviously don't do it as well as his human.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-6651511823425188874?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/6651511823425188874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=6651511823425188874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/6651511823425188874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/6651511823425188874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/04/day-3-of-monkey-being-gone.html' title='Day 3 of Monkey being gone.'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZcnHgeg55I/AAAAAAAACSA/15FHgMpe7OQ/s72-c/ares3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-2225174424566293003</id><published>2011-04-01T00:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T00:36:49.488-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Adventure</title><content type='html'>Okay, &amp;nbsp;I have invited the young neighbor from across the hall to come and watch Tangled with me. &amp;nbsp;She has been wanting a girls night for months and I figured this would be the perfect time. &amp;nbsp; She is 10 and her mom just had a new baby -- a little bit in need of attention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I am going to use this as a chance to buy cupcakes at Sprinkles and eat pizza for dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also helps that I have been dying to see this movie - it looks cute and fun - which means no tears or emotional roller coaster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-2225174424566293003?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/2225174424566293003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=2225174424566293003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/2225174424566293003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/2225174424566293003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/04/friday-adventure.html' title='Friday Adventure'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-5642698386024328703</id><published>2011-03-31T18:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T18:59:39.710-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neo'/><title type='text'>Day 2 of Neo waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZUHV3C1aHI/AAAAAAAACR8/PjKb2iyGADs/day%202n.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZUHV3C1aHI/AAAAAAAACR8/PjKb2iyGADs/s400/day%202n.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;SERIOUSLY people think I am making his longing up.  When his momma (aka lil sis) is out of town he pines for her evident in his sitting and watching her room.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-5642698386024328703?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/5642698386024328703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=5642698386024328703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/5642698386024328703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/5642698386024328703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/03/day-2-of-neo-waiting.html' title='Day 2 of Neo waiting'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZUHV3C1aHI/AAAAAAAACR8/PjKb2iyGADs/s72-c/day%202n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-4596390010667489738</id><published>2011-03-31T18:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T00:30:48.511-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ares'/><title type='text'>Day 2 of Monkey being gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZUGufmVo9I/AAAAAAAACR4/8CCqw4Gpbd0/day%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZUGufmVo9I/AAAAAAAACR4/8CCqw4Gpbd0/s400/day%202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ares does not like the fact that his human is gone and he is forced to be with me.  OH WELL too bad for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; font-size: xx-small; text-align: center;"&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-4596390010667489738?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/4596390010667489738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=4596390010667489738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/4596390010667489738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/4596390010667489738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/03/day-2-of-monkey-being-gone.html' title='Day 2 of Monkey being gone.'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZUGufmVo9I/AAAAAAAACR4/8CCqw4Gpbd0/s72-c/day%202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-1308532263250566853</id><published>2011-03-31T10:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T00:31:22.328-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neo'/><title type='text'>Day 1 of Neo waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZSRDug14gI/AAAAAAAACR0/3qcYdvaXtbw/neo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZSRDug14gI/AAAAAAAACR0/3qcYdvaXtbw/s400/neo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neo patiently guarded the hallway waiting for Meg.  He really doesn't understand the concept of her being on vacation.   He even barked when someone slid a flyer under the door.  Scared me to death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; font-size: xx-small; text-align: center;"&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-1308532263250566853?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/1308532263250566853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=1308532263250566853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/1308532263250566853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/1308532263250566853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/03/day-1-of-neo-waiting.html' title='Day 1 of Neo waiting'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZSRDug14gI/AAAAAAAACR0/3qcYdvaXtbw/s72-c/neo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-1753174720161102437</id><published>2011-03-30T20:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T20:56:20.812-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ares'/><title type='text'>Day 1 of Monkey being gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZPRMvKLlPI/AAAAAAAACRw/X6xCSKeaTYA/2011-03-30_20-53-56_408.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZPRMvKLlPI/AAAAAAAACRw/X6xCSKeaTYA/s400/2011-03-30_20-53-56_408.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Ares cuddling with me.  He is missing Meg a little.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-1753174720161102437?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/1753174720161102437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=1753174720161102437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/1753174720161102437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/1753174720161102437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/03/day-1-of-monkey-being-gone.html' title='Day 1 of Monkey being gone.'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TZPRMvKLlPI/AAAAAAAACRw/X6xCSKeaTYA/s72-c/2011-03-30_20-53-56_408.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-7825565183400408282</id><published>2011-02-08T14:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T14:44:11.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation day fun....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I took a vacation day and its been a load of fun.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I also discovered  this wonderful little application on my new Mac Book Air... Photobooth  -- here let me share with you my fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TVGc6_4bn2I/AAAAAAAACQc/21fIjr-oEJA/s320/4Up+Combined.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-7825565183400408282?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/7825565183400408282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=7825565183400408282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/7825565183400408282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/7825565183400408282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2011/02/vacation-day-fun.html' title='Vacation day fun....'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TVGc6_4bn2I/AAAAAAAACQc/21fIjr-oEJA/s72-c/4Up+Combined.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-8762519974711355963</id><published>2010-12-01T15:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T15:59:40.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 of  21 Great gifts for the Yule</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;In honor of the Yuletide season I have decided to do a “ 21 great gift ideas for Yule”   Yule falls on  December 21.  For all those not familiar with Yule, it is historically a winter festival celebrating the re-birth of the sun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 1 – Chocolate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Perfect for any occasion.  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being that I love chocolate I thought that I would start off the Yuletide gift giving with a delicious gift basket from Godiva.   Quite honestly I think that any gift basket from Godiva is great but I have selected this one in particular – aptly called “&lt;a href="http://www.godiva.com/product/winter-treasures-gift-basket/id/2511.gdv?SE_Section=Shop&amp;amp;SE_Category=45&amp;amp;lastCat=45"&gt;Winter Treasures Chocolate Gift Basket&lt;/a&gt;”.   I don’t think anyone that likes chocolate wouldn’t love this.&amp;nbsp; So if you want to let someone know you are thinking of this this season - you can't go wrong with this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TPa2vwu7ZKI/AAAAAAAACMk/DzkGKkNiz0U/s1600/chocolate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TPa2vwu7ZKI/AAAAAAAACMk/DzkGKkNiz0U/s320/chocolate.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Image Courtesy of Godiva website&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-8762519974711355963?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/8762519974711355963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=8762519974711355963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/8762519974711355963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/8762519974711355963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2010/12/day-1-of-21-great-gifts-for-yule.html' title='Day 1 of  21 Great gifts for the Yule'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TPa2vwu7ZKI/AAAAAAAACMk/DzkGKkNiz0U/s72-c/chocolate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-6089422917745664380</id><published>2010-11-03T01:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T01:23:07.847-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='success'/><title type='text'>Sometimes...</title><content type='html'>...in order to move forward you have to let yourself go back for a bit.  I came to this realization today on the train as I played this annoyingly addictive game called unblock on my phone.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see the whole point of this game is to move this red block through a portal on the side but in order to do that you have to get through the other blocks.  It took me about 30 different puzzles to realize to succeed sometimes I had to move away from my goal so I could move the blocks in front of me.  It worked I sailed through 40 levels once I kept thinking in order to succeed sometimes you have to move back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that life is like this a lot.  There are road blocks constantly being thrown at you and sometimes it's smarter to move back before you tackle them.  Success doesn't always come from a start forward line.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-6089422917745664380?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/6089422917745664380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=6089422917745664380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/6089422917745664380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/6089422917745664380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2010/11/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes...'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-5302494988833062661</id><published>2010-10-25T16:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T16:41:27.734-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend ....</title><content type='html'>I spent my weekend watching movies.  I don't do it often but when I do -- I do it big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First on the docket - Paranormal Activity 2.  I know you are wondering why me of people - the one that HATES scary movies would see this!  I was forced to see it and I am upset that I spent $13 bucks on it.  It wasn't scary.  It has a couple of shock moments.  It had some you deserve it for being so stupid moments and a couple haha ones.  The worst scene for me was the dog one.  I won't elaborate for those that want to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second on the docket -  The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo (Swedish version).  I have the books but couldn't get into them but will be hankering down to read them after seeing this movie.  I can't stress how much I loved this movie.  The story was well played on the screen and the actors were brilliant.  I didn't even notice after 20 minutes that I was hearing Swedish and I was reading subtitles.  Freaking Brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third on the docket - Letters to Juliet.   I know sappy girlie movie.   Even I like them on occasion.   I liked this one.  Just enough sap and Christopher Egan was pretty cute.  I thought Vanessa Redgrave was excellent in her roll as the Grandmother on the search for true love.   The end was done well and while it was cheesy the character's acknowledged said cheesiness and made it there own.  It was a great follow-up to the grittiness of the second movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the fourth - six -  Harry Potter 1-3.  Really people its that time of year and Deathly Hallows is coming out next month.  I have to bone up on them I don't want to miss anything in the movie.   Its funny how you notice things that you missed the first 5 times watching them.  I want to be Hermoine when I grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is how I spent my weekend... watching movies.  How did you spend yours?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-5302494988833062661?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/5302494988833062661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=5302494988833062661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/5302494988833062661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/5302494988833062661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2010/10/weekend.html' title='Weekend ....'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-2046211734484732765</id><published>2010-10-14T23:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T23:20:58.372-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muffins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apples'/><title type='text'>Okay now...</title><content type='html'>As you all can see I went and re-designed my blog here.  I will admit I am one of those people that worry about the little things to the point where I can't focus on the bigger things like writing blog posts.  You see I never liked the way this blog looked as such I worried and stewed and couldn't focus on doing much of anything else.  Its my nature and try as I might I can't change that so I decided that I would hanker down and come up with a layout and design I liked.  It took me 2 days and countless websites to finally come up with a template I could work with  and I am happy to say I like it.  It fits me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now... I can start blogging, start spreading my randomness for the interweb to hear.  I know you are all excited so am I.  I promise not to be a stranger but you all have to promise the same thing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Happy Fall.   I made you all some apple currant nut muffins.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TLfH731_S3I/AAAAAAAACLU/d78v6hiMyRc/s320/muffins.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apple (picked by me) Currant Walnut Muffins.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TLfH731_S3I/AAAAAAAACLU/d78v6hiMyRc/s1600/muffins.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want the recipe leave a comment I will send it to you.  This also makes delicious bread.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-2046211734484732765?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/2046211734484732765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=2046211734484732765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/2046211734484732765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/2046211734484732765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2010/10/okay-now.html' title='Okay now...'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/TLfH731_S3I/AAAAAAAACLU/d78v6hiMyRc/s72-c/muffins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-5216574283693149087</id><published>2010-04-14T12:31:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T12:49:25.642-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ares is 10 months old today.</title><content type='html'>The kitten is 10 months old today.  I remember when my sister got him he was so tiny.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/S8Xuibcf-0I/AAAAAAAAB20/PIRLwjlPmUw/s1600/IMG00265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/S8Xuibcf-0I/AAAAAAAAB20/PIRLwjlPmUw/s320/IMG00265.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460032398506851138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;(On the way home from the breeder - Ares is a Korat. Not many breed this kind.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he is a big boy..... Happy Birthday Ares Mad Hattan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/S8Xu6AABVHI/AAAAAAAAB28/-NNVcrINQv4/s1600/IMAG0198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/S8Xu6AABVHI/AAAAAAAAB28/-NNVcrINQv4/s320/IMAG0198.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460032803456504946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;(Last night just after he tried to Mock attack the dog who tried to hide from him!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said dog (NEO)in question.... just because he deserves some screen time for all that he puts up with from Ares (birthday boy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/S8XxHBX4z-I/AAAAAAAAB3E/SzodB3kNffo/s1600/DSC08833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/S8XxHBX4z-I/AAAAAAAAB3E/SzodB3kNffo/s320/DSC08833.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460035226186600418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-5216574283693149087?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/5216574283693149087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=5216574283693149087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/5216574283693149087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/5216574283693149087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2010/04/ares-is-10-months-old-today.html' title='Ares is 10 months old today.'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/S8Xuibcf-0I/AAAAAAAAB20/PIRLwjlPmUw/s72-c/IMG00265.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-892184238189084542</id><published>2010-03-22T10:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T10:23:12.262-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginnings anew</title><content type='html'>With the the spring equinox comes new beginnings, a rebirth of sorts... so I figure its time to get off my lazy arse and get things done.  SO that is what I am going to do.  I am working on my website -- just a common ground where I can discuss things and have links to my 2 blogs.  Also post some of the pictures I like to take and have a link that will follow my photo project of 365 days of 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course that is only going to happen once I finish re-reading for upteenth time Archangel's Kiss by Nalini Signh.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/S6d9L2OeIEI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/p0WshDKpwOI/s1600-h/AK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 115px; height: 115px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/S6d9L2OeIEI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/p0WshDKpwOI/s320/AK.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451463516443516994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-892184238189084542?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/892184238189084542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=892184238189084542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/892184238189084542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/892184238189084542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2010/03/beginnings-anew.html' title='Beginnings anew'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/S6d9L2OeIEI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/p0WshDKpwOI/s72-c/AK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-2376840967176194504</id><published>2010-01-23T11:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T11:48:10.824-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Yori</title><content type='html'>Today is Yori's birthday.  He would have been 10 today.  I miss he tremendously its only been 4 weeks 1 day since he crossed over the Rainbow Bridge.  I thought it would get easier and it has in several ways but yet in another way its gotten harder.  I never realized the level of energy he gave to the enviroment around him until it was gone.  I truly will miss you my buddy - you hold a spot next to my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/S1sm4bYtv_I/AAAAAAAAB0k/M91_GnCvWFA/s1600-h/Yori.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/S1sm4bYtv_I/AAAAAAAAB0k/M91_GnCvWFA/s320/Yori.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429976526591213554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for you buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE RAINBOW BRIDGE POEM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author unknown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are missed.  Love, Marnie, Neo (you bro), Meg and Ares (the kitty)&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-2376840967176194504?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/2376840967176194504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=2376840967176194504&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/2376840967176194504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/2376840967176194504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-yori.html' title='Happy Birthday Yori'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/S1sm4bYtv_I/AAAAAAAAB0k/M91_GnCvWFA/s72-c/Yori.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-5764745513026111411</id><published>2009-12-29T09:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T09:54:47.169-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Universe if you are listening....</title><content type='html'>Have you ever just felt like the world was pointing arrows at you and&lt;br /&gt;shooting them so close that you could feel the tail feathers?  Well in&lt;br /&gt;my world the arrows are actually causing flesh wounds and I am running&lt;br /&gt;out of band aids and new skin!  I really wish that the universe would&lt;br /&gt;give me a friggin break and aim at someone else for a bit. Better yet&lt;br /&gt;don't aim at one for awhile I am sure that's a better option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay you see truly I have had my share of concentrated negative energy&lt;br /&gt;these last months.  If you  could please disperse it elsewhere I would&lt;br /&gt;be so ever grateful.  I am not asking for an influx of the positive&lt;br /&gt;just a absence of the negative.  I would be much obliged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granted universe if you want to send some super duper positive I hear&lt;br /&gt;the Lotto is pretty big and I did get a ticket or two I wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;object to a matching winning set!  I have some plans and if you want&lt;br /&gt;to see them give me your address I will email the spreadsheet.  If I&lt;br /&gt;do say so myself they are pretty fair and generous and I am sure you&lt;br /&gt;would approve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to my really simple request can I please have an arrow free&lt;br /&gt;and zero negative energy year for 2010.  I promise to do the rest all&lt;br /&gt;myself and check in with you next December 2010 for a progress report.&lt;br /&gt; Let me know please I might have to invest in a needle and thread the&lt;br /&gt;flesh wounds are getting deeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening, mc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  I am glad that you let someone win the megamillion. I truly am!&lt;br /&gt;Its a really nice holiday gift for them but my birthday is coming up next week... I would really love a $ gift - I am just saying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-5764745513026111411?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/5764745513026111411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=5764745513026111411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/5764745513026111411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/5764745513026111411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2009/12/universe-if-you-are-listening.html' title='Universe if you are listening....'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-881752121943028403</id><published>2009-12-10T13:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T13:56:04.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy  Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/SyFEMXqX6lI/AAAAAAAAByo/JkTkWHlzwIU/s1600-h/Holiday-photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/SyFEMXqX6lI/AAAAAAAAByo/JkTkWHlzwIU/s320/Holiday-photo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413683206376909394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this cute?  Its the cover of my Holiday Card this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yori, Neo and Ares.... aren't they just adorable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-881752121943028403?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/881752121943028403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=881752121943028403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/881752121943028403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/881752121943028403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2009/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy  Holidays'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/SyFEMXqX6lI/AAAAAAAAByo/JkTkWHlzwIU/s72-c/Holiday-photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-2148510697717928167</id><published>2009-10-08T12:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T12:16:30.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoppee!Oh Boy</title><content type='html'>As some of you know Oct 6th became an historical day for me....my closest friends all officially live off US soil.  I can look it at 1 of 2 ways - depressed or not-depressed.  I have decided to go for a little of both - depressed yesterday and not-depressed now.  I am going to parlay this into a great big travel opportunity for moi.  If you guys know me then you know I love to travel! (even though I am not to fond of airplanes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have started a fund -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethiopia 2011&lt;br /&gt;Japan - ASAP&lt;br /&gt;Peru - 2010 (maybe 2011)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am open for donations!! (paypal - Just kidding!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-2148510697717928167?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/2148510697717928167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=2148510697717928167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/2148510697717928167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/2148510697717928167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2009/10/whoppeeoh-boy.html' title='Whoppee!Oh Boy'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-15130923582617895</id><published>2009-09-30T13:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T13:18:36.273-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bloody Vampire - 31 Days of Dark Delights Event</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://shar.es/15Fyj&gt;My Bloody Vampire - 31 Days of Dark Delights Event&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted using &lt;a href="http://sharethis.com"&gt;ShareThis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-15130923582617895?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/15130923582617895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=15130923582617895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/15130923582617895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/15130923582617895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2009/09/my-bloody-vampire-31-days-of-dark.html' title='My Bloody Vampire - 31 Days of Dark Delights Event'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-6572589561065523379</id><published>2009-08-25T09:45:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T09:53:36.455-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ARC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lynn Viehl'/><title type='text'>I got myself and ARC - Whoppee</title><content type='html'>I am very thrilled that I got an ARC of the new Lynn Viehl book - Shadowlight: A Novel of the Kyndred.   I am currently reading this wonderful book which is the first in this new series.   I will post my thoughts as soon as I am done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0451412788?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=itsmybloitsmy-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=390957&amp;amp;creativeASIN=0451412788"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/SpPrgwm8lOI/AAAAAAAABwY/F351vGPt4Ms/s320/shadowlightsmall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373897728419730658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;(Click the image if you would like to pre-order this at amazon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-6572589561065523379?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/6572589561065523379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=6572589561065523379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/6572589561065523379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/6572589561065523379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2009/08/i-got-myself-and-arc-whoppee.html' title='I got myself and ARC - Whoppee'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/SpPrgwm8lOI/AAAAAAAABwY/F351vGPt4Ms/s72-c/shadowlightsmall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-3360548989604007593</id><published>2009-08-17T09:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T10:46:21.355-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='True Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jason'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sookie'/><title type='text'>True Blood - Only 3 more to go. Its just not fair!</title><content type='html'>I was glued to my TV set last night.  Why?  True Blood and the chance to see Eric, Bill, Jason and Sam.  (Hopefully disrobed in some form.)    Well,  I did get my wish with Eric and boy oh boy was it s a good one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will make no bones about the fact that Eric played by Alexander Skarsgard is my favorite character in the TV show.  In fact in the Southern Vampire books he has been my favorite right from the beginning,  who wouldn't love a vampire that is over 1000 years old and who trully embraces his vampiric side.   Yes,  secretly I have wanted him and Sookie to hook up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay sidetracking over.  Last nights episode was amazing not just because we got to see Eric naked! (Come on girls - you all know that you leaned your head trying to see more of that delish bum!  I admit freely that I did.)  You also saw a completely different side of Eric and could honestly feel his pain over the lost of Godrick. It was a tearful moment for all.  It kind of balanced out what he did to Sookie in the begining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the rest - Maryann is getting out of control and I for one can't wait until Sookie, Jason and her vamps get back to Bon Temps --- its time to kick a little bit of Maenid arse!   I for one am not a big fan of the Tara/Eggs/Maryann storyline - thank the goddess that Lafayette still has some sense.   Hoyt and Jessica, young love, they have a momma on a warpath which means they are in for some bumps.   Sam, I just don't know what to say but ewww! you turned yourself into a fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next 3 Sundays are booked from 9 to 10 after that I don't want to think about it.    Just how long until the next season can't we have some fillers maybe some Fangtasia and Pam - please don't make me wait until next year for more TrueBlood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-3360548989604007593?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/3360548989604007593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=3360548989604007593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/3360548989604007593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/3360548989604007593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2009/08/true-blood-only-3-more-to-go-its-just.html' title='True Blood - Only 3 more to go. Its just not fair!'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-2362683113457357020</id><published>2009-07-19T22:04:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T09:47:45.114-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vampires'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HBO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='True Blood'/><title type='text'>My Rant - True Blood &amp; man candy hour.</title><content type='html'>I know its been awhile since I read the begining of the Southern Vampire series (ok I read them when they first came out- pretty long time ago in book world) but I don't remember the events or characters being like the movie.  This is fine with me since I always thought their should be more of Eric.  I love Eric.  Okay I obsesses over him to be more precise.  I think they did an excellent job with casting Alexander Skarsgard he can bite me anytime but that is another post altogether. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My problem lies with the difference between season one and season two.  I can sum season 1 up with this little sentence - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;It was our (my girlfriends and I)  "man candy hour"!  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What has happen this season? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No Jason nudity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only one little scene with a Bill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not even a hint of Sam.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won't even mention that there has been nada of Eric - topless or lounging in a tub.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't get me wrong plots good, drama is fine but give me back my gratuitous nudity please.  Just a little bit pretty please HBO it won't hurt that much. &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-2362683113457357020?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/2362683113457357020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=2362683113457357020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/2362683113457357020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/2362683113457357020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2009/07/my-rant-true-blood-man-candy-hour.html' title='My Rant - True Blood &amp; man candy hour.'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-9106253373129745949</id><published>2009-07-01T12:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T01:39:03.968-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Site Overhaul</title><content type='html'>Okay I am feeling slightly better now that I have reworked the blog.   Just finishing up the header and then I will be much happier.   I can't be creative when I am not feeling the creativity of the site.   Hoping this will help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-9106253373129745949?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/9106253373129745949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=9106253373129745949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/9106253373129745949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/9106253373129745949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='Site Overhaul'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-779980012638927826</id><published>2009-05-14T13:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T13:16:57.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Guest Blog and Contest With Author Nancy Haddock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://bittenbybooks.com/?p=7264&gt;Guest Blog and Contest With Author Nancy Haddock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted using &lt;a href="http://sharethis.com"&gt;ShareThis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-779980012638927826?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/779980012638927826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=779980012638927826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/779980012638927826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/779980012638927826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2009/05/guest-blog-and-contest-with-author.html' title='Guest Blog and Contest With Author Nancy Haddock'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-2889688570054085490</id><published>2009-03-23T21:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T01:42:07.046-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>When you can't decide...</title><content type='html'>It's one of those days.  You know a day when something is just hanging on the cusp of your mind wanting to be a full thought but not actually getting there.  It has been driving me absolutely bonkers all day and as such I can't make up my mind on what book I want to read.  I have tons (see TBR shelf to right) and I can't find anything that sparks me interest.  I went through all my book blogs and just feel frustrated.  Perhaps a re-read will be the answer... who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what others do in this situation?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-2889688570054085490?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/2889688570054085490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=2889688570054085490&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/2889688570054085490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/2889688570054085490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2009/03/when-you-cant-decide.html' title='When you can&apos;t decide...'/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-4586968052519761150</id><published>2009-01-14T23:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T23:42:02.989-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay it's official, I have a blog!  Now what am I suppose to do?  OMG, will anyone read it?  Will I want anyone to read it?  Deep breath, this is loads of responsibility.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8880514519042243961-4586968052519761150?l=www.marniecolette.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/feeds/4586968052519761150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8880514519042243961&amp;postID=4586968052519761150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/4586968052519761150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8880514519042243961/posts/default/4586968052519761150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.marniecolette.com/2009/01/little-random-and-bit-of-nothing-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>Marnie Walski</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/118010355855790358522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H0INUMnCC1I/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACjc/2qZEGzN0wiE/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8880514519042243961.post-3041757793264326048</id><published>2009-01-05T01:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T02:04:28.411-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All About Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494020537899622776"&gt;&lt;img alt="My Photo" class="profile-img" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUWQdcouZRc/SQoQQvgWNQI/AAAAAAAABEI/FpAiCvr-3w4/S220/profile.jpg" width="80" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I consider myself a Professional Reader with a whole lot to say about nothing and tons of random factoids to share with anyone that will listen.ME defined by ME?  Difficult to say... I'll have to think about it and get back to you in a million years or so.   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