<?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-8068837</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:02:40.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you believe this is my LIFE..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>161</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-114162181549953460</id><published>2006-03-05T23:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T23:10:15.513-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank the LORD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CRASH WON!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THANK THE LORD....CRASH WON THE OSCAR FOR BEST PICTURE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I am done....but THRILLED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-114162181549953460?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/114162181549953460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=114162181549953460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/114162181549953460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/114162181549953460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2006/03/thank-lord.html' title='Thank the LORD!'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-114116615990414169</id><published>2006-02-28T16:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T16:35:59.943-06:00</updated><title type='text'>TOO MUCH INFO.....</title><content type='html'>Ok so my business partner is out sick today and its been quite a busy day for me doing both our jobs...but the icing on the cake today for me was when I had to call a sweet old man who's been our client since the 80s...yeah before I joined the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo...he is the sweetest old man ever and he is in his 80s. Well today I had to call him to let him know that my business partner was under the weather and had to reschedule his appointment. We chit chatted a bit and then he told me in his most excited 80 year old voice "Guess what Sweetie?! I found myself a girlfriend" I didn't know what to make of his news and came out with "thats great Mr. O...I hope she makes you very happy" and he giggles and says "I hope I can make her happy....." and giggled some more I am hoping he was not insinuating at what I think he was...because thats a mental pic I do NOT need!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to smack Bob Dole for making it ok for old men to talk about thier "Little buddies"...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-114116615990414169?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/114116615990414169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=114116615990414169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/114116615990414169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/114116615990414169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2006/02/too-much-info.html' title='TOO MUCH INFO.....'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-114056699831497718</id><published>2006-02-21T18:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T18:09:58.323-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey...and not the Jessica Alba movie...</title><content type='html'>I adopted a cute dog named Honey and here she is!! She is 1.5 years old and just ADORABLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes...I am totally obessed with her!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/507/1600/honey%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/507/320/honey%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-114056699831497718?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/114056699831497718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=114056699831497718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/114056699831497718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/114056699831497718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2006/02/honeyand-not-jessica-alba-movie.html' title='Honey...and not the Jessica Alba movie...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-114021457843993562</id><published>2006-02-17T16:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T16:16:18.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Can we PLEASE drop it!!</title><content type='html'>Ok CHENEY shot his friend, an Austin Lawyer, while hunting... it was AN ACCIDENT...lets move on people. When the Vice-President has an accident that the furthest thing from his mind is oooooo....I better tell the Washington Post what happened! There is probabaly no written protocol for "Quail Hunting Shooting" in the "How to be Vice President" handbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accidents happen...especially in TX during hunting season...thankfully everyone is ok and we can move on to more important things like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The WAR!&lt;br /&gt;2. The crazy murders over a political cartoon&lt;br /&gt;3. Lead singer of Creed's Sex tape with Kid Rock...yeah I shuddered too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo....I am stepping off my soapbox now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-114021457843993562?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/114021457843993562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=114021457843993562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/114021457843993562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/114021457843993562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2006/02/can-we-please-drop-it.html' title='Can we PLEASE drop it!!'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-114003222124221081</id><published>2006-02-15T13:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T13:37:01.253-06:00</updated><title type='text'>AND I'M BACK....with a Public Service Announcement!</title><content type='html'>Ok everyone trying to keep the most POPULAR New Years Resolution....you are WARNED....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE GIRL SCOUT COOKIE MONSTERS ARE BACK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I TOTALLY FORGOT I ORDERED SOME AND I KNOW THERE WILL BE KNOCKIN AT MY FRONT DOOR FROM THE NEIGHBORHOOD MONSTERS....RUN...RUN WHILE YOU CAN...AVOID GROCERY STORE ENTRANCES, MALL ENTRANCES, HELL JUST DON'T COME OUT FOR ABOUT A MONTH....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:) L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-114003222124221081?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/114003222124221081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=114003222124221081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/114003222124221081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/114003222124221081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2006/02/and-im-backwith-public-service.html' title='AND I&apos;M BACK....with a Public Service Announcement!'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-113859648362118427</id><published>2006-01-29T22:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T22:48:03.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes its good to laugh...</title><content type='html'>This weekend I saw my cousin and uncle from the Chicago area and it was a breath of fresh air. They came to tour the great campus of the University of Texas where she wants to go to college. Far from home but close to her extended family! It was a great time to reminisce of when we were younger or of past visit funny moments. We even made a few new memories, thanks to my sis whom shared with all of us that when she walks by a mirror she decides to declare that "Damn she looks good" or "Wow its a good day" or the ever famous "damn I am hot". I think it was a "had to be there" moment but it had all of us in stitches that someone would have such a healthy self esteem and then choose to share her thoughts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I don't know why I have been a bit reflective this month. I don't think I have seen my local friends in a couple of weeks. I have avoided the phone and pretty much concentrated on working out, working, and catching up on my recorded shows. So having people come into town to shake me out of my routine was good. Now I just need to snap out of it and get back on my Life Track.... continue breaking career goals, find a man, have babies, and become President. hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok well lets all get ready for Monday....and when I say ready I mean prepare and pray :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-113859648362118427?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/113859648362118427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=113859648362118427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113859648362118427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113859648362118427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2006/01/sometimes-its-good-to-laugh.html' title='Sometimes its good to laugh...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-113830266785139413</id><published>2006-01-26T13:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T13:11:07.863-06:00</updated><title type='text'>oooo Thats Good...oooo Thats Bad...</title><content type='html'>So I got the mighty Stomach Virus that has been plaguing everyone from my office to my family. Yes I wanted to die and will leave all details vague because above all I am a lady and I don't want to lose my lunch...again...hahaha...BUT BUT....I did lose 8lbs this week!! GO VIRUS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...more laters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-113830266785139413?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/113830266785139413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=113830266785139413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113830266785139413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113830266785139413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2006/01/oooo-thats-goodoooo-thats-bad.html' title='oooo Thats Good...oooo Thats Bad...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-113718770407087782</id><published>2006-01-13T15:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T15:30:35.853-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice real nice....</title><content type='html'>So a few days ago I am getting my nails done and next door to my nail salon there is a higher end liquor store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*please keep in mind this is like at 11:00 in the morning when all of this is taking place*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as I am looking out the window I notice a very well dressed man walk into the liquor store. I thought it was quite odd because he was in a full suit and was carrying a portfolio. So I thought maybe its a beverage rep or something. Well about 15-20 mins later he walks out with a small brown bag. He then stands in front of the window (oblivious that I am watching his every move now like the paparrazzi on Angelina Jolie) when he opens his little bag and takes out three mini bottles twist them all open and in the matter of SECONDS swigs all of them down the hatch. I was a wee bit shocked to say the least but the BEST part was then he takes a banana out and proceeds to eat that. I guess he needs a balanced lunch...because Vodka, Bourbon, and Whiskey isn't exactly on the top of the food pyramid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes then he got in his car and drove off...lovely just lovely....dude if your day is already this bad just go home and stay off the road...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-113718770407087782?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/113718770407087782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=113718770407087782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113718770407087782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113718770407087782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2006/01/nice-real-nice.html' title='Nice real nice....'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-113693071508353926</id><published>2006-01-10T15:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T16:05:15.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What its 2006?</title><content type='html'>Ok so can I please get with the program and figure out its 2006 because having to rewrite checks or contracts is getting to be a pain....hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well so far 2006 has started with a great bang (not like that sickos). Business is going great I even bought a new car finally...I was sad to see Monte go but it was time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my new baby:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toyota.com/images/vehicles/2006/sequoia/gallery/color/photo_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.toyota.com/images/vehicles/2006/sequoia/gallery/color/photo_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets hope this one lasts atleast 4 years...I swear I have ADD for everything....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to figure out a name for this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions? and no the BUS is not acceptable....lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-113693071508353926?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/113693071508353926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=113693071508353926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113693071508353926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113693071508353926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-its-2006.html' title='What its 2006?'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-113580571366780372</id><published>2005-12-28T15:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T15:35:15.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No I didn't die....</title><content type='html'>Sorry I have been scarce lately...its been a very busy month as I know all of you could probably agree with! I hope you all had a FABULOUS Christmas and I thought I would share some of these letters to make you all laugh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Letters to Santa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Santa,I wud like a kool toy space ranjur fer Xmas. Iv ben agud boy all yeer.yer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frend,BiLLy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Billy,&lt;br /&gt;Nice spelling. You're on your way to a career in lawncare. How about I send you a friggin' book so you canlearn to read and write? I'm giving your older brotherthe space ranger. At least HE can spell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;br /&gt;I have been a good girl all year, and the only thing Iask for is peace and joy in the world for everybody!&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sarah,&lt;br /&gt;Your parents smoked pot when they had you, didn't they?&lt;br /&gt;Santa&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you can do this, but for Christmas,I'd like for my mommy and daddy to get back together.Please see what you can do?&lt;br /&gt;Love, Teddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Teddy,&lt;br /&gt;Look, your dad's banging the babysitter like a screen door in a hurricane. Do you think he's gonna give that up to come back to your frigid mom, who rides his ass constantly? It's time to give up that dream. Let me get you some nice Legos instead.&lt;br /&gt;Santa&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;br /&gt;I want a new bike, a Playstation, a train, some G.I.Joes, a dog, a drum kit, a pony and a tuba.&lt;br /&gt;Love,Francis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Francis,&lt;br /&gt;Who names their kid "Francis" nowadays? I bet you're gay, I'll set you up with a Barbie instead.&lt;br /&gt;Santa&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;br /&gt;I left milk and cookies for you under the tree, and I left carrotsfor your reindeer outside the back door.&lt;br /&gt;Love,Susan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Susan,&lt;br /&gt;Milk gives me the runs and carrots make the deer fartin my face when riding in the sleigh. You want to dome a favor? Leave me a bottle of scotch.&lt;br /&gt;Santa&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;br /&gt;What do you do the other 364 days of the year? Are youbusy makingtoys?&lt;br /&gt;Your friend,&lt;br /&gt;Thomas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Thomas,&lt;br /&gt;All the toys are made in China. I have a condo inVegas, where I spend most of my time making low-budget porno films Iunwind by drinking myself silly and squeezing the asses of cocktail waitresses while losing money at thecraps table. Hey, you wanted to know.&lt;br /&gt;Santa&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Santa,Do you see us when we're sleeping, do you really knowwhen we're awake, like in the song?&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Jessica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Jessica,&lt;br /&gt;Are you really that gullible or are you just a blonde? Good luck in whatever you do. I'm skipping your house.&lt;br /&gt;Santa&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;br /&gt;I really really want a puppy this year. Please pleaseplease PLEASE PLEASE could I have one?Timmy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Timmy,That whiney begging shit may work with your folks, but that crap doesn't work with me You're getting a sweater again.&lt;br /&gt;Santa&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Santa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't have a chimney in our house, how do you get into our home?&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Marky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mark,&lt;br /&gt;First, stop calling yourself "Marky". That's whyyou're getting your ass whipped at school. Second, youdon't live in a house, you live in a low-rentapartment complex. Third, I get inside your pad justlike the boogeyman does, through your bedroom window.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Santa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-113580571366780372?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/113580571366780372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=113580571366780372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113580571366780372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113580571366780372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/12/no-i-didnt-die.html' title='No I didn&apos;t die....'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-113451839074911911</id><published>2005-12-13T17:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T17:59:50.760-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the Weather...</title><content type='html'>Ok I might just sound like the dumbest person ever but why do people say you are under the weather when you are sick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not under, over or out in the weather...I am stuck in the house feeling crappy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone explain this to me? Maybe its the meds making me loopy but I pondered this and couldn't figure it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-113451839074911911?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/113451839074911911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=113451839074911911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113451839074911911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113451839074911911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/12/under-weather.html' title='Under the Weather...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-113416347416501447</id><published>2005-12-09T15:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T15:24:34.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Funniest Picture Ever....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b104/ohmondaymonday/Bitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b104/ohmondaymonday/Bitch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do I really even need to say anything?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I laughed at this for hours....yes hours....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enjoy...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;L :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-113416347416501447?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/113416347416501447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=113416347416501447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113416347416501447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113416347416501447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/12/funniest-picture-ever.html' title='Funniest Picture Ever....'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-113389141810942178</id><published>2005-12-06T11:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T11:50:18.120-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How about NO....</title><content type='html'>Ok so I had to finally leave my SUV in the shop from an accident I had close to a month ago. Well all that went well and Enterprise came to pick me and I was thinking "wow this is going smoothly"...I THOUGHT TOO SOON....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did all the paperwork and such, and when they go to tell me what inventory they had I had a choice between a 2-door Cavalier and a Mini-Van.....how about no! Nothing against either one of these cars but the first is WAY too small to show clients around in and the other....well....ITS A MINI VAN...so I declined both vehicles and now am waiting for something that either has four doors (bigger than a Neon) or a SUV. I know they probably thought I was a snobby bitch but oh well....I made a promise to myself about driving Mini Vans and I am only 26 with no kids....so for now I will pass thank you....for anyone that knows me I know you guys are laughing your asses off and saying its Karma...well Karma this people....lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-113389141810942178?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/113389141810942178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=113389141810942178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113389141810942178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113389141810942178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/12/how-about-no.html' title='How about NO....'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-113382271611490746</id><published>2005-12-05T16:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T16:45:16.150-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Power is bad?</title><content type='html'>Ok so today one of the people in my office had their TV tuned to The View and they were talking all about "What do Men REALLY Want?". It was overall amusing (I don't know how much I bought some of it) and in a survey they said the number one body part they look at women is......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEIR HEART?! Yup they said heart. Ok I don't know about you all but I don't think I have ever caught a man checking out a woman's heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well they also revealed that the number one thing they want is "kindness" and the bottom is "looks" and "ambition". OK either guys act one way and want something else or every guy on this survey lied their asses off. Maybe I am bitter or jaded but I agree men probably want a kind woman but looks being one of the last things is a load of crapola. Then the kicker for me is that they said they want a smart woman but they don't want a powerful one...so basically have a brain but please don't use it too much because I don't want you to have a better job than me. UGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am SOOOOOOOOO screwed....because I know that in a few of my relationships my crazy drive and ambition has taken a toll...but I always thought I would find a guy who either has more than me or is comfortable enough with himself that it wouldn't be an issue....BOY WAS I LYING TO MYSELF! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Barbara Walters and The View.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-113382271611490746?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/113382271611490746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=113382271611490746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113382271611490746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113382271611490746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/12/power-is-bad.html' title='Power is bad?'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-113315392580808301</id><published>2005-11-27T22:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T22:58:45.816-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Could the Stars Be Right...</title><content type='html'>My Horoscope for Monday November 28, 2005:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would seem that your sensitivity is in slight conflict with your actions, LORENA. You continue to go through the daily motions and do what you planned on doing but it seems as if your heart isn't in it anymore. Don't ask yourself why. It's just that you have worked hard and have been thinking hard lately. You have reached your limit and it is time for you to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-113315392580808301?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/113315392580808301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=113315392580808301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113315392580808301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113315392580808301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/11/could-stars-be-right.html' title='Could the Stars Be Right...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-113293791662626130</id><published>2005-11-25T10:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T10:58:36.636-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The After Party....</title><content type='html'>Well I hope everyone had a FABULOUS Thanksgiving filled with the usual...Turkey, stuffing, mash potatos, family disfunction, and alcohol...hahaha. It wouldn't be a holiday without it! No major thearpy needed after this one just the usual stuff...hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I am avoiding shopping because I have issues with huge crowds and strangers touching me. And something tells me at the malls and such there is both happening as I type...*chills*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you all laters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-113293791662626130?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/113293791662626130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=113293791662626130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113293791662626130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113293791662626130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/11/after-party.html' title='The After Party....'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-113260365887234931</id><published>2005-11-21T13:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T14:10:35.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oprah and Men...</title><content type='html'>Ok so yeah I think having two entries of Oprah in the last month is kinda obsessive but I read this and it just hit home...now I just need to keep my eyes and heart open:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;If a man wants you, nothing can keep him away. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;If he doesn't want you, nothing can make him stay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stop making excuses for a man and his behavior.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Allow your intuition (or spirit) to save you from heartache.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stop trying to change yourself for a relationship that's not meant to be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Slower is better.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never live your life for a man before you find what makes you truly happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;If a relationship ends because the man was not treating you as you deserve then heck no, you can't "be friends". A friend wouldn't mistreat a friend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't settle.If you feel like he is stringing you along, then he probably is.Don't stay because you think "it will get better." You'll be mad at yourself a year later for staying when things are not better.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;The only person you can control in a relationship is you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Avoid men who've got a bunch of children by a bunch of different women. He didn't marry them when he got them pregnant, why would he treat you any differently?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Always have your own set of friends separate from his.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maintain boundaries in how a guy treats you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;If something bothers you, speak up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;You cannot change a man's behavior. Change comes from within.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't EVER make him feel he is more important than you are... even if he has more education or in a better job. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not make him into a quasi-god. He is a man, nothing more nothing less.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never let a man define who you are.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never borrow someone else's man. If he cheated with you, he'll cheat on you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;A man will only treat you the way you ALLOW him to treat you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;All men are NOT dogs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;You should not be the one doing all the bending... Compromise is two way street.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;You need time to heal between relationships... there is nothing cute about baggage... Deal with your issues before pursuing a new relationship.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;You should never look for someone to COMPLETE you... a relationship consists of two WHOLE individuals... look for someone complimentary... not supplementary.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dating is fun... even if he doesn't turn out to be Mr. Right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make him miss you sometimes... when a man always know where you are, and you're always readily available to him - he takes it for granted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never move into his mother's house.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never co-sign for a man.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't fully commit to a man who doesn't give you everything that you need. Keep him in your radar but get to know others.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Some of these hit me like a bus and I thought I would share...especially to my single ladies! And of course my married friends could get some insight or laugh at the poor fools who are still in the proverbial sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-113260365887234931?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/113260365887234931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=113260365887234931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113260365887234931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113260365887234931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/11/oprah-and-men.html' title='Oprah and Men...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-113235017827715975</id><published>2005-11-18T15:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T15:42:58.320-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And it starts again....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://a451.g.akamai.net/7/451/1713/0001/image1.styleinamerica.com/pbecimgs/images/products/200544/0002/img16s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand" height="124" alt="" src="http://a451.g.akamai.net/7/451/1713/0001/image1.styleinamerica.com/pbecimgs/images/products/200544/0002/img16s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its only Nov 18th and the Christmas Parties began again...I have recieved 2 invitations already...I should be happy nice restuarants or country clubs and free wine...but it all comes with a catch...I tell you nothing is really free....because Christmas Parties never go without a hitch with me especially business ones....&lt;br /&gt;:)L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-113235017827715975?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/113235017827715975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=113235017827715975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113235017827715975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113235017827715975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/11/and-it-starts-again.html' title='And it starts again....'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-113206973215986324</id><published>2005-11-15T09:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T09:48:52.226-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oprah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.oprah.com/omagazine/200010/images/omag_200010_sidney_163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand" height="120" alt="" src="http://images.oprah.com/omagazine/200010/images/omag_200010_sidney_163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so everyone knows Oprah has just celebrated 20 years on her show...well yesterday she had a special highlighting all kinds of events on her show. It was all quite interesting and fascinating and makes this girl look at her life and ask..."what the hell am I doing?". Well for me one of the most touching things was when Sidney Piotier came on stage to read a poem he wrote for her. But I think I was taken back not only by his words but when such a man walks into a room you stop everything you are doing to see what he will say or do. He carries himself with such grace and dignity that he is one of the few people that I would be humbled to meet. Not that I wouldn't be acting like a complete fool if I met Oprah but it would be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and speaking of the Fabulous O the episode on Friday she announced that The Color Purple was coming to Broadway. Well she talks about how that was her first acting job ever and then they show the clip where she is in the fields giving her "YOU TOLD HARPO TO BEAT ME" speech and I feel out because now that speech reminds me of a white boy in London. Yes if you have ever seen CM do that speech you would never see that scene in the same eyes again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok my Oprah homage will now end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-113206973215986324?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/113206973215986324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=113206973215986324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113206973215986324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113206973215986324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/11/oprah.html' title='Oprah...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-113173569924820161</id><published>2005-11-11T11:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T13:01:39.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Its about time AAA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://us.autos1.yimg.com/img.autos.yahoo.com/ag/mitsubishi_montero_limited_2006_exterior_2_346x270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://us.autos1.yimg.com/img.autos.yahoo.com/ag/mitsubishi_montero_limited_2006_exterior_2_346x270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I got in a car accident last Saturday and I was starting to worry that the person's insurance who hit me was going to flake...but thankfully not. The adjuster comes out today and hopefully my pretty Monte's rear end (ha that sounds funny) will be back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want the other cars/SUVS/trucks looking at him and saying "BECKY LOOK AT HIS BUTT..." and for those of you who don't know that reference I am sad and probably a lot younger....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah its Friday and I am losin it...hahaha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-113173569924820161?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/113173569924820161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=113173569924820161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113173569924820161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113173569924820161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-about-time-aaa.html' title='Its about time AAA...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-113156702945035853</id><published>2005-11-09T14:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T14:10:29.463-06:00</updated><title type='text'>True Patriot...</title><content type='html'>So yeah...I feel pretty good about myself because I stood in line 2 HOURS to vote in yesterdays special elections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I drove up and saw the line...I did think about just driving away but something stopped me. Then after the first hour went by (my heels were killin my feet) I thought about callin it quits but I thought "oh hell no I have stood here an hour... I will vote" and then one hour after that I got to push the little red blinking button that says VOTE and felt good for doing it. I guess I think about people who would stand in longer lines to have that right and plus that way I can tell people who didn't vote and are complaining to "shut the hell up because you should have voted!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-113156702945035853?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/113156702945035853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=113156702945035853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113156702945035853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113156702945035853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/11/true-patriot.html' title='True Patriot...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-113147183354644119</id><published>2005-11-08T11:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T11:43:53.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Karma is a beeyyotch...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.earlsparty.com/images/International/French%20Flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.earlsparty.com/images/International/French%20Flag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I know I am going to get crap for this but here goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off I am sad for any lives lost in the current state of disarray in France but you can blame good 'ol President Jacques Chirac for all that because Karma has come and nip him in the BUTT! For years now he has pointed his finger and turned up his noise to the U.S. and what we have done in our country and just criticized the way we run things...well what happened now Mr. Chirac?? It is easier to criticize than to organize...just a lesson I guess because I grew up with the belief that people who say "that would never happen to me or my family" needs to keep their mouth shut because then you end up with the 15 year old pregnant daughter and the 13 year old drug addicted son. Ok I will get off my soapbox now...but I needed to get that off my chest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-113147183354644119?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/113147183354644119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=113147183354644119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113147183354644119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113147183354644119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/11/karma-is-beeyyotch.html' title='Karma is a beeyyotch...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-113140465397215971</id><published>2005-11-07T16:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T17:04:14.053-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kodak....you are good...</title><content type='html'>Ok everyone I am a chump and I saw a Kodak commercial that made me cry...not tear up but actually cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had all the right ingredients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Children (of all walks of life)&lt;br /&gt;2.Cherished photos (from black and white pictures with soldiers reuniting with their loves after the war to puppies)&lt;br /&gt;3. A memorable phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically a man is taking these children around a gallery and ask them if they hear anything then they pan to all the different photos and of course the children say no. But then he asked them to listened harder and then tells them they are saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Keep Me, Protect Me, and Share Me...and I will live forever..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then all the children say they can hear them...and again a pan to all the different pictures and the faces of all the amazed children looking at the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok its a lot more touching when you see it and hear it...but it was good....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes...I need a life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the full commercial its long and they made a serious of commercials of it and the one I am talking about is at the end but I think they did a good job....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kodak.com/US/en/corp/gallery/index_flash.html"&gt;Kodak Full Commercial&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-113140465397215971?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/113140465397215971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=113140465397215971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113140465397215971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113140465397215971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/11/kodakyou-are-good.html' title='Kodak....you are good...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-113134038398148372</id><published>2005-11-06T23:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T23:13:03.996-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Unknown...</title><content type='html'>Do you ever wonder if not knowing is better than knowing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the saying:&lt;br /&gt;"What you don't know can't hurt you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think that's a load of crap! I think not knowing things in life is the worst part. Because it leaves you in this limbo weirdness that you can't maneuver in very well just waiting and wondering. At least good or bad news/outcomes is something and you can move forward with in your life instead of staying stagnant. Ok I know one of you is going to prove me wrong...but I can't think of one instance where not knowing is better. And no, cheating on a partner is not a good one people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my random thought for the day... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-113134038398148372?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/113134038398148372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=113134038398148372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113134038398148372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113134038398148372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/11/unknown.html' title='The Unknown...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-113113466915077994</id><published>2005-11-04T13:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T14:04:29.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is in AIR!</title><content type='html'>OK so I know its not even Thanksgiving yet but this is my favorite time of year. During Nov-Jan there is just so much going on and as much as I usually stress about things I think I am on track this year! I only have 7 Christmas presents left out of like 30 presents I am so proud of myself. I made a list in early September and just started knocking out gifts for co-workers, family, clients, and friends. Because in past years I totally throw my budget off because I try to buy it all in one month! Even though I know I will probably be at the mall on the 23rd because I procrastinated about one gift...but atleast its one and not 20 lol! Maybe this year I will enjoy the season more because I am not stressed out...who am I kidding....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-113113466915077994?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/113113466915077994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=113113466915077994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113113466915077994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113113466915077994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/11/christmas-is-in-air.html' title='Christmas is in AIR!'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-113094579775097747</id><published>2005-11-02T09:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T09:36:37.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you are shopping too much...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://a1216.g.akamai.net/f/1216/955/6h/images2.nordstrom.com/images/store/product/medium/172821.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1216.g.akamai.net/f/1216/955/6h/images2.nordstrom.com/images/store/product/medium/155006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" height="216" alt="" src="http://a1216.g.akamai.net/f/1216/955/6h/images2.nordstrom.com/images/store/product/medium/155006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok yesterday I had reality slap me in the face...I think I may shop at Nordstroms too much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was at work when my cell phone rings and its the sales lady from Nordstroms letting me know there was going to be a sale starting the next day and she just wanted to let me know. I was like "do wha?" but I thanked her and hung up....yeah I've had those calls before from shoe stores but they are a recording this was a LIVE person who decided to call me to let me know. But heck it works because on my agenda this week I have go to Nordstroms...so lesson learned?? I think not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of shopping....I get my new couches and mattress today!! I am so excited!! I have bought furniture before but it was "what can I afford on a post-college income". Now I got to choose from a broader array of stuff. So I ended up getting chocolate brown leather couches and a FABULOUS pillowtop mattress that I have to get a running start to jump up on (which says a lot because I am a tall person). SO kiddies I will keep you informed and once its delivered I am a dork enough to take pics...I swear as I was buying these items I felt so grown up, you would think at 26 I would get that feeling a lot but its circumstances like that, that really sets it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is all for now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the Day:&lt;br /&gt;Why do furniture companies give you such a broad time window when it comes to delivering your furniture? Hi we will be delivering your furniture between 8am and the end of TIME....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-113094579775097747?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/113094579775097747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=113094579775097747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113094579775097747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113094579775097747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/11/you-know-you-are-shopping-too-much.html' title='You know you are shopping too much...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-113079310181550174</id><published>2005-10-31T15:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T15:11:41.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween Ya'll</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hey everyone...here I am in my mid-twenties and no plans for this day, well for now atleast seems like lately all my plans and or life happenings have been spontaneous...I remember always being ready with a costume idea (even though I have never really been a fan of this holiday). Well now I am looking forward to cute kids ringing my doorbell....so what are the odds of a Hot 20 something (hell even 30 something) old Zorro coming to my door asking for treats?? Ok ok back to the reality of my holiday...small 5 year old Sponge Bobs, Batmans, and Fairies it is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Boy am I getting old...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;:)L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-113079310181550174?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/113079310181550174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=113079310181550174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113079310181550174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113079310181550174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-halloween-yall.html' title='Happy Halloween Ya&apos;ll'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-113027241738241175</id><published>2005-10-25T15:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T15:33:37.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An American Icon has Gone Home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://us.news3.yimg.com/us.i2.yimg.com/p/ap/20051025/capt.dt110250506.obit_rosa_parks_dt1.jpg?x=180&amp;y=134&amp;amp;sig=w2LlbrlPIg7FZsDfoxshig--"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px" height="123" alt="" src="http://us.news3.yimg.com/us.i2.yimg.com/p/ap/20051025/capt.dt110250506.obit_rosa_parks_dt1.jpg?x=180&amp;y=134&amp;amp;sig=w2LlbrlPIg7FZsDfoxshig--" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't know if everyone has heard that beloved Rosa Parks passed away Monday night of natural causes. She was a great pioneer of civil rights and could show us all that she took a seat to take a stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all thank you Mrs. Parks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosa Parks&lt;br /&gt;1913-2005&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-113027241738241175?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/113027241738241175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=113027241738241175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113027241738241175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113027241738241175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/10/american-icon-has-gone-home.html' title='An American Icon has Gone Home...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-113018464212482378</id><published>2005-10-24T15:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T15:10:42.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Service Announcement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/us/sp/v/mlb/teams/1/80x60/hou.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 79px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" height="90" alt="" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/us/sp/v/mlb/teams/1/80x60/hou.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't make big BETS on big games...it JINXs your team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE ASTROS....PULL THIS SERIES OUT...if not my shoe fund and purse fund will de depleted for about 6 months and that would make me a SAD PANDA! And I would like to be able to talk trash soon to  my peeps in Chicago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you that is all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-113018464212482378?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/113018464212482378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=113018464212482378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113018464212482378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/113018464212482378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/10/public-service-announcement.html' title='Public Service Announcement'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112967146757027387</id><published>2005-10-18T16:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T16:39:53.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone buy a COAT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://scd.mm-a1.yimg.com/image/347423151"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://scd.mm-a1.yimg.com/image/347423151" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok everyone Hell has OFFICIALLY frozen over! My mother gave me a compliment on my looks yesterday (which to people who know my mom or my relationship with her is a huge thing! She will say I am successful and stuff but never a wow you look pretty...you would think your mom would atleast lie to you from time to time)...well I am recently trying to get my life on track and I lost 30+lbs. I never thought she would notice or say anything...well yesterday she did in a back handed kind of way...but gosh darnit I WILL TAKE IT! Now all I need to accomplish in life is Oprah level fame and fortune...well if I can get a compliment from my mom on my looks ANYTHING can happen children!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112967146757027387?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112967146757027387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112967146757027387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112967146757027387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112967146757027387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/10/everyone-buy-coat.html' title='Everyone buy a COAT!'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112958139197143174</id><published>2005-10-17T15:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T15:36:34.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long hours finally get noticed...</title><content type='html'>Ok I am so shocked and thrilled about an email I received...no its not my invitation to be on Oprah...I was nominated with 500 other Realtors in San Antonio and surrounding areas for Platinum Top 50 Realtors in San Antonio which sounds like a lot but there are over 3000 Realtors in San Antonio alone. This is like the Real Estate Oscars and I have never ever been nominated before. Well I was tickled to just be nominated especially since most people that get nominated have been doing real estate longer than I have been born. So they had this nice dinner for us downtown and then we would have to wait for the next cut where they go from 500 to 150. I didn't think I would make it. Well in that cut you are called a Finalist and that cut just happened and guess what people....this is what I got....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;CONGRATULATIONS!!&lt;br /&gt;You are a FINALIST for the Platinum Top 50 Realtor Awards (PT50). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Winners have been determined and will be announced at the Annual Awards Breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;SAVE THE DATE!! December 2, 2005, 8:30 am. Invitations will follow.&lt;br /&gt;Please submit a biography (200 words or less) and a 300 dpi photo to Brenda&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112958139197143174?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112958139197143174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112958139197143174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112958139197143174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112958139197143174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/10/long-hours-finally-get-noticed.html' title='Long hours finally get noticed...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112906657724559338</id><published>2005-10-11T16:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T16:36:17.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Review....</title><content type='html'>Ok everyone I am offically 26...*gasp*....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a fabulous birthday and I would like to thank everyone present....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No real drama thank goodness other than finding out some of my friends can't read and others cannot sing...yes there was Karaoke involved....and a crazy pinata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/507/1600/birthday%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/507/320/birthday%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok I know the ghost is chessie but the facial expression made me laugh like the poor thing knew it was going to get beat by twenty-something year old slightly intoxicated people...poor lil feller...he never had a chance....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I was lazy and went to Walmart for a pinata and was stuck with the one I got or Sponge Bob so I opted for the none offensive ghost...lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112906657724559338?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112906657724559338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112906657724559338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112906657724559338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112906657724559338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/10/birthday-review.html' title='Birthday Review....'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112845457068821932</id><published>2005-10-04T14:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T14:36:10.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One day....</title><content type='html'>Ok so I live vicariously through my friend that has a six month old daughter. Anytime I am shopping I always stop now in the baby section and see if I can pick something up for her (yes it does nothing for my social life because people probably think I am married and have a kid but I love baby girl clothes). Well yesterday at Old Navy I saw the CUTEST &amp;amp; SOFTEST ducky custom for Halloween and I drove her over there today to see it....and guess what...she LOVED it! I was so thrilled...yes apparently I am now a personal shopper for a 6 month old. I swear I am going to be BROKE when I have kids..... and I cannot wait...wait yes I can....lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/507/1600/ducky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/507/320/ducky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112845457068821932?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112845457068821932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112845457068821932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112845457068821932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112845457068821932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/10/one-day.html' title='One day....'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112811332497021844</id><published>2005-09-30T15:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T16:02:05.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Craptastic Day 2</title><content type='html'>REASONS WHY I JUST POPPED 2 ROLAIDS TODAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Alarm went off and I press Off instead of Snooze.....smart I know...&lt;br /&gt;2. Forgot to pick up dry cleaning that has my suit and dressier closthes for my appt. today&lt;br /&gt;3. Pulled out of the garage and press the garage remote just to watch my garage door fall to the ground...yes my face and words were priceless...yes it was just "fixed"&lt;br /&gt;4. At that moment I find out that Viriginia has some crazy real estate laws that will halt my closing today.&lt;br /&gt;5. Go to meet my clients at the house they are buying TODAY just to find out the Sellers are currently moving out.&lt;br /&gt;6. Mr. Seller is going thru a messy divorce and decides to tell us how much he misses his kids and procedes to make my Buyer cry.&lt;br /&gt;7. Get to the Title Company and get the RUDEST Escrow officer known to man.&lt;br /&gt;8. Buyers children are at closing and decide to scream and cry the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;9. Kids spill soda all over the Title Companies floor and my shoes....&lt;br /&gt;10. Garage door repair man can't go to my house til 2pm so my garage has been exposed to the world all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh....the day is still young....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112811332497021844?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112811332497021844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112811332497021844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112811332497021844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112811332497021844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/09/craptastic-day-2.html' title='Craptastic Day 2'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112794718405785622</id><published>2005-09-28T17:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T17:56:15.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Craptastic Day</title><content type='html'>So today wasn't the best day...along with several personal things (puppies and such) I have been dealing with...work has been hectic/stressful and then I try to do a nice thing that BACKFIRED:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its been 105 for the last several days here so peoples moods have been less than chipper.&lt;br /&gt;I felt bad for our receptionists... so myself and our property mgmt assistant go out to get ice cream and I thought I would bring some back for the girls up front to brighten their day...BAD IDEA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well one wanted strawberry and the other wanted cookie dough...I said no problem and was thrilled that they were excited over such a small gesture. Well literally seconds after we step out of the ice cream shoppe the crap starts melting. I swear I parked right in front of the door and even with that when our assistant and I jumped into my SUV we were holding milk shakes in little ass bowls. I was like ok you hold two and I will place the other two on the center console and we should be fine...AHHHHH...NOOO!!! So I pull out of the parking space and ice cream goes flying EVERYWHERE....I am like ooohhh crap. So I pull unto the street and our assistant tells me throw their ice cream out the window before it spills more... and for anyone who knows me I would throw my ice cream out the window before I would throw out something I promised them. It was less than 2 miles to my office so I said no...well I should have been a self centered meanie b/c by the time I get to my office my SUV is covered in ice cream....all over the center console, my leather seats and my new suede purse....it wasn't pretty. Well I leave my stuff in the car and run up to give them what was left of their ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood their just laughing with our assistant telling them what happened. They were like I wouldn't be laughing and I was like what can I do get mad? Nah...so then I take my SUV to a car wash place and Mr high schooler is washing my car and on his cell phone the WHOLE time. I could of gone all DIVA on him because it was the crappiest job I had ever seen but hell it was 105 out and it was my fault I thought I would bring ice cream to the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the MOST expensive ice cream EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112794718405785622?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112794718405785622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112794718405785622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112794718405785622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112794718405785622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/09/craptastic-day.html' title='Craptastic Day'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112793545478668829</id><published>2005-09-28T14:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T14:24:14.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppy Dilemma...</title><content type='html'>Ok so I am gotten some negative feedback about getting a puppy....so I am kinda bummed out because now I don't know if I will be getting one. Here are the obstacles I am supposedly going to come across:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I work a lot (time spent alone)&lt;br /&gt;2. Maintenance (dog food, grooming, attire, and household needs)&lt;br /&gt;3. Doggie Insurance&lt;br /&gt;4. What will I do with the puppy when I travel (I am very weary of doggie hotels and the parentals already stipulated they will NOT puppysit for me and when I travel all friends usually go).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I not cut out to have a dog? I am really sad by this... how can thousands and thousands of people have a dog and I feel like this is the hardest process...is it?? I make good money but people keep telling me I don't understand the financial burden a dog is...I use to pay for my last dog and I could swing it and I am making more money now....ugh....and I know if I do get a dog I will get a backlash from some people who are not Pro-puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good grief you would think I was adopting a baby from Asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112793545478668829?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112793545478668829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112793545478668829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112793545478668829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112793545478668829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/09/puppy-dilemma.html' title='Puppy Dilemma...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112784697324407030</id><published>2005-09-27T13:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T13:49:33.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gods humor....or my bad luck</title><content type='html'>Ok so I was just having lunch with my Sis yesterday and talking about homeownership and its positive and negative effects. What she was worried about was not the mortgage but all that goes along after that. Such as surprise repairs and maintenance. I smiled and said well you just have to have some emergency money set aside for just that but really if you buy a newer home you really don't have that much come up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*WHY DID I OPEN MY BIG MOUTH...FAST FORWARD TO THIS MORNING*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am running late for work and I press my garage door remote so I can head straight into traffic so I could be even more late and to my surprise only half of the door wants to go down. So I am like OH CRAP...please garage door don't bend if not I will have to replace the whole thing. So I jump out of my SUV and get under the garage door (children...hell anyone with a brain....do NOT try this at home) and hold it so it wouldn't bend and hope that the automatic reverse safety device would kick in...thankfully it did...but yeah...the garage door repair guy will be at my house later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if this is Karma or just Irony....either way it sucks....sucks bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112784697324407030?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112784697324407030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112784697324407030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112784697324407030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112784697324407030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/09/gods-humoror-my-bad-luck.html' title='Gods humor....or my bad luck'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112784604343115811</id><published>2005-09-25T13:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T13:34:03.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rita...you are good....</title><content type='html'>Sorry for my breif hiatus, but Rita had me watching TV and calling family and friends the whole week and weekend. Thankfully it wasn't as bad as what everyone anticipated. I am not saying electricity loss, gas shortages, etc is good but it could have been much worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my family and friends in the Houston area...I am glad all our prayers were answered and you are all well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112784604343115811?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112784604343115811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112784604343115811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112784604343115811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112784604343115811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/09/ritayou-are-good.html' title='Rita...you are good....'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112733208570951309</id><published>2005-09-21T14:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T13:51:46.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do the right thing....</title><content type='html'>So to say I am a bit disturbed by the new lawsuit that was brought upon Extreme Home Makeover is an UNDERSTATEMENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically the Higgins family is suing ABC and the Leomiti family because the home they were suppose to get to keep their family together is no being run by the Leomitis. Ok so I totally agree with the Higgins the Leomiti family used the CRAP out of them to get a nice new home by taking them in and then writing to ABC about these kids losing their parents. So ABC gets that letter and is touched by these kids and the kindness of the Leomitis and so they build onto the limits house to make everyone's life easier. Now the Leomitis have bascially gotten rid of the Higgins kids and have this cool house to themselves. I do think the Higgins should take action action the limits, but ABC????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't get how ABC is getting sued. If the Leomitis planned this whole situation and used the Higgins tragic story (which I would fear for their souls b/c this is the sickest thing I could think of doing to kids that have just lost their parents) then they should get sued and plus much more...but ABC??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone explain this to me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the story: &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/8973501"&gt;Extreme Home Makeover Lawsuit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112733208570951309?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112733208570951309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112733208570951309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112733208570951309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112733208570951309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/09/why-do-right-thing.html' title='Why do the right thing....'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112707000254227558</id><published>2005-09-18T13:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T14:26:39.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets get Physical...</title><content type='html'>Ok so apparently I think I am 15 and Jane Fonda (well not polictically). Yesterday my friend Nicco came into town and we met up at the San Marcos outlets. So we walked around in the 103 degree heat for a while and then went to grab lunch and then headed back to San Antonio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we were all pumped to go play tennis while driving home but the heat was so bad I think the devil bought an A/C. So once we got back to my house we ploped on the couch and debated tennis. Well he loves to work out and he thought it would be a great idea to show me a new exercise set his Physical Trainer taught him. RED FLAG RED FLAG!! I should have seen pain coming....but NOOOO I didnt want to look like the out of shape hussy I am! So after a few sets of a combination of squats, jumps, and lunges...I was feelin good....TIL TODAY....now I can't walk or sit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ain't pretty people...it ain't pretty....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112707000254227558?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112707000254227558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112707000254227558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112707000254227558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112707000254227558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/09/lets-get-physical.html' title='Lets get Physical...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112690230018818370</id><published>2005-09-16T15:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T15:25:00.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shops at La Cantera</title><content type='html'>I am sooo excited and I just can't hide it...The Shops at La Cantera (a new high end shopping center in San Antonio) offically opened today. Stores like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ralph Lauren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Burberry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tiffany &amp; Co.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Neiman Marcus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nordstroms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to name a few.....sooo excited...and I will be sooooooo broke....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112690230018818370?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112690230018818370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112690230018818370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112690230018818370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112690230018818370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/09/shops-at-la-cantera.html' title='Shops at La Cantera'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112682787706191425</id><published>2005-09-15T18:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T18:44:37.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me VS. THE MAILMAN</title><content type='html'>Ok so I am a little ticked off at my Mailman (I know its not PC to say Mailman but I know its a man) ...its a small known fact that I work a lot and come home pretty late. So some times I don't check my mail for like 4 days. For the 3 years I have lived at my house it has NEVER been a problem...UNTIL YESTERDAY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I go check my mail all giddy, like a kid on Christmas, last night because I know its the time of the month I get my new issue of Vogue. And this is not any issue its the FALL FASHION ISSUE with Sarah Jessica Parker. Well I walk to my mailbox (we have those retarded community mailbox's in my neighborhood) and open my mailbox to find nothing....nothing...not even junk mail....and I was very surprised because it had been three days since I checked last...then I reach into my mailbox to make sure and I feel a postcard....an evil little green postcard...which told me I had "mail overflow" (which sounds like a bad disease to me) and I had to go to the FREAKIN post office to get my mail and then he THREATENS me and says that if I don't pick it up in the next 10 days they will return all my mail to the senders. Ladies and Gentlemen I WAS PISSED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So early this morning I go to the Post Office (which was a complete hassle b/c I had to reschedule like 3 people to get this done) and hand my little green slip to the Post Office person. He proceeds to read my little green handwritten note (because I was still fummin too much to tell him what it said) and guess what he did....WAIT FOR IT....he laughed...yes he laughed....&lt;br /&gt;I was like "I take it this is not typical"...and he goes I have never seen this green slip ever used...and yes that just pissed me off more...so he goes to the back to get my mail and comes back with like 5 envelopes some HEB advertising and my Vogue magazine. When he hands me my Vogue magazine he said I think this was the problem, but then he proceeded to tell me something I already knew. The Mailman could of put it in the package cubby of our mailbox center. So there I was wanting retribution well then I told the POst Office guy I am pretty mad but I am scared to complain b/c he controls my mail....he said he would report him anonymously.  So I walk out of there a feelin little bit better with Vogue in hand...knowing I will problem never get mail again lol.....all for fashion I tell you... all for fashion....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112682787706191425?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112682787706191425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112682787706191425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112682787706191425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112682787706191425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/09/me-vs-mailman.html' title='Me VS. THE MAILMAN'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112663005275914840</id><published>2005-09-13T11:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T11:47:32.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hectic week...</title><content type='html'>So Monday started with a vengence and seems not to be losing steam today....(why am I blogging if I am swamped...I dunno...don't ask such questions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And here are some deep thoughts....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've learned that the more possessions I acquire, the less free I feel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's not the load that breaks you down, it's the way you carry it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When nobody around you seems to measure up, it's time to check your yardstick.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112663005275914840?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112663005275914840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112663005275914840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112663005275914840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112663005275914840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/09/hectic-week.html' title='Hectic week...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112655576055526068</id><published>2005-09-12T14:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T15:09:20.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ENOUGH IS ENOUGH PEOPLE....</title><content type='html'>Being a San Antonio, Texas resident I have been trying to focus on helping the hurricane survivors and seeing what can be done for these Americans. I am so FREAKIN tired of people finger pointing instead of focusing on getting stuff done....just shut up and fix it then argue on who screwed up more!!! And my patience and caring streak freezes everytime I run across a person with the victim mentality. Bush didn't direct the hurricane and I feel for what happen to you but bitching to me about it isn't going to fix it. HELP ME HELP YOU! I will say most people I have run across are gracious and lovely but then there is always that ONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE ANSWER ISN'T BLAMING BUSH FOR EVERYTHING!!! The City and State officials for Louisiana let their people down. But they don't want to face that fact! Eveything works like a pyramid. Local,city,state,fed,etc. Well is the foundation is unstable (ie city and state) how is the top (federal) suppose to automatically know where and how the help is needed. As a minority I am offended that we have to use the race card when it has nothing to do with that.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am done with that.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112655576055526068?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112655576055526068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112655576055526068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112655576055526068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112655576055526068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/09/enough-is-enough-people.html' title='ENOUGH IS ENOUGH PEOPLE....'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112638091310247570</id><published>2005-09-10T14:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T14:40:06.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pearls Before Swine....</title><content type='html'>Its no secret that my favorite comic strip is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pearls Before Swine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...not only is it genius and has a sarcastic humor...the banter between Pig and Rat reminds so much of my sister and I. If anyone knows our relationship its easy to see I am the sarcastic jaded Rat and she is the optimistic and sometimes gullible Pig. But then to my hearts surprise they use my name in their strip. Yes, its not the most flattering but gosh darnit it I will take it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*click on the strip if you cannot read it*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comics.com/comics/pearls/archive/images/pearls2003052350831.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 576px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px" height="131" alt="" src="http://www.comics.com/comics/pearls/archive/images/pearls2003052350831.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some more gems by them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who don't follow the comic the Gators are their less intelligent neighbors who are always trying to scheme a way into eating Zebra, a character whom is the scardy cat of the group...the last character (who is in this next strip) is the Goat and he is the intelligent one of the group whom Rat and Pig are usually annoyed by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comics.com/comics/pearls/archive/images/pearls2005090116274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 624px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px" height="211" alt="" src="http://www.comics.com/comics/pearls/archive/images/pearls2005090116274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comics.com/comics/pearls/archive/images/pearls2003052250824.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 552px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" height="107" alt="" src="http://www.comics.com/comics/pearls/archive/images/pearls2003052250824.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comics.com/comics/pearls/archive/images/pearls2005018313812.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 560px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" height="135" alt="" src="http://www.comics.com/comics/pearls/archive/images/pearls2005018313812.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comics.com/comics/pearls/archive/images/pearls2045784050823.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 556px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" height="135" alt="" src="http://www.comics.com/comics/pearls/archive/images/pearls2045784050823.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112638091310247570?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112638091310247570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112638091310247570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112638091310247570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112638091310247570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/09/pearls-before-swine.html' title='Pearls Before Swine....'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112620786479412308</id><published>2005-09-08T11:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T14:34:51.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh John Cusack.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.pupcity.com/images/adpics/200514114329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.pupcity.com/images/adpics/200514114329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so I saw MUST LOVE DOGS....and being the chick flick whore that I am...I LOVED IT!! It was great Diane Lane did not disappoint. It was a very cute movie where I found the love of my LIFE...no not Dermot Mulroney....even though he is hot in every movie (My Best Friends Wedding, The Wedding Date, etc.) Here is my new love.... A WEST HIGHLAND TERRIER he had a brief part in the movie as John Cusacks borrowed dog....and now I want one!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*For those who know my family please let them know....my birthday is less than a month away* lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112620786479412308?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112620786479412308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112620786479412308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112620786479412308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112620786479412308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/09/oh-john-cusack.html' title='Oh John Cusack.....'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112576981131958815</id><published>2005-09-03T12:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T12:50:11.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great memories remain...</title><content type='html'>I have cried off and on for the last three days due to the hurricane disaster. I can't quite pin point what brings it on but just to think people in our country (8 hours from my house) are dying of hunger, thirst, lack of medicine, and so on just doesn't sit well with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never been more proud of this great state of Texas. I think San Antonio alone has accepted 50K refugees (not without some reservation but you will always have those negative people...whom I have come face to face with in the last couple of days) and Houston at last count 25K and another 25K to Dallas. No other state has done half this much for Alabama, Louisiana, and Mississippi. I knew I had to do something (other than donations to different charities). I have been overwhelmed by the willing to give in my community. I started a clothing drive. At first it started small just in my office building but then I just went with it. Now the clothing drive encompasses all the RE/MAX's in San Antonio, Womans Council of Realtors, and CRS. Cowboy Cleaners has helped with transportation of the clothing and 1/2 Price Movers has donated a large quantity of boxes. Without our corporate sponsors I know we wouldn't be half as successful as we have been. We will see how much clothes we gather....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think what is hitting me is the images of New Orleans because that's my point of reference. I have so many fun and wonderful memories of that great city full of history (4 different visits since 2000). I am thankful I was able to go recently (last Feb) before all this destruction. I know this great country will come together and bring all these people some peace and support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we will have to see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112576981131958815?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112576981131958815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112576981131958815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112576981131958815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112576981131958815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/09/great-memories-remain.html' title='Great memories remain...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112551814837268606</id><published>2005-08-31T14:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T14:55:48.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shingles...not just for roofs!</title><content type='html'>Ok so my business partner gets Shingles and what does he do....COMES TO WORK...ok he took Monday off but then he came in on Tuesday with a swollen face and chicken pox looking things on his face...ladies and gentleman it ain't pretty! Plus its contagious so I have been avoiding him like the plague he might spread....and I kind of feel bad but I don't want it...so basically I have him IM'ing me and emailing me and staying away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUDE JUST TAKE THE DAY OFF OR TAKE WORK HOME WITH YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you who don't know what Shingles is, its like chicken pox...but worse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you go: &lt;a href="http://www.fda.gov/fdac/features/2001/301_pox.html"&gt;Shingles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112551814837268606?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112551814837268606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112551814837268606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112551814837268606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112551814837268606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/08/shinglesnot-just-for-roofs.html' title='Shingles...not just for roofs!'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112503007284040699</id><published>2005-08-25T22:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T23:23:14.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Packing...THE CATCH to every trip...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ioffer.com/img/1104998400/_i/5078446/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.ioffer.com/img/1104998400/_i/5078446/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so I am excited about Dallas and getting some due time away from the Alamo City (which I love dearly but sometimes a girl needs some new scenery). And of course I have procrastinated on packing...why?....because I am a Nazi when it comes to packing. I make a checklist, sort, and have a traveling bag to organize (you know with all the necessities like magazines, aspirin, snacks, itinerary, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blame this craziness on my dad. As many of you know my dad was the Chief Operator of Catering for United Airlines so we flew A LOT...a few times a year. (No he had no control over the crappy food...even though when we flew I always had a kick butt meal and never understood why people whined soo much...perks I guess...too bad that ran out once I graduated college now I must fly coach with the commoners...why God why....quite a humbling experience...lol). Well the man ran a tight travelin ship, because if he said be in the car by 8am we need to be sitting on our suitcases by the door at 7:50. We were responsible for our own suitcases and any traveling necessities (hence where my love of purses came from...ok ok I can't back that up but it sounds good) my mom would supervise and assist but if we forgot something...too bad charlie! The worst thing is we had to go super nicely dressed (couldn't embarrass daddy now) because we would always run into people at LAX. So now I am stigmatized because I feel the need to wear business clothes on every flight I take. Wear jeans on the airplane...oh NO!...ANIMALS...lol. Even though they seem to treat people better that look like they haven't just rolled out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have no point other than I hate to pack because it becomes a source of stress and lists....but I can pack a mean case or two or three....girl needs shoes people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112503007284040699?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112503007284040699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112503007284040699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112503007284040699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112503007284040699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/08/packingthe-catch-to-every-trip.html' title='Packing...THE CATCH to every trip...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112492378814222229</id><published>2005-08-24T17:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T17:49:48.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend well needed...</title><content type='html'>Ok everyone I have booked my trip for Dallas to visit my friend Nicco, whom is fluent in woodland creatures...you know squirrels, chipmunk, he is still having trouble with beaver...but Nicco seems to never be able to master the beaver language ;) (He is going to kill me when he reads this haha). Anyhoo....I am super excited about this trip because I think we both need a nice excursion. We'll see how much Dallas has to offer maybe I can find out WHO SHOT J.R.!!! *Oh wait I am getting live information: It has been brought to my attention that answer is already known*  HA! If that made no sense to some of you...I am sorry...I am tired and stressed and the jokes they don't come so easy to me (why do I now have an accent?)...I am not Kathy Griffin...whom I think is HILARIOUS. I hope this trip is drama free well other than the customary drama you get with flying...please help me pray for no stinky person or a baby next to me...or worse a STINKY BABY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112492378814222229?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112492378814222229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112492378814222229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112492378814222229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112492378814222229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/08/weekend-well-needed.html' title='Weekend well needed...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112490981501429937</id><published>2005-08-24T13:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T13:56:55.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>*SNAP* *CRACK* *BANG*</title><content type='html'>No SNAP CRACK BANG is not a new Cereal by Kelloggs. It was the noises that I created yesterday. Yeah yesterday ended up matching my EL CRAPPY themed weekend. So I was finishing an appointment and I was walking around the back of my SUV because some real considerate person parked inches from my hood...anyhoo...well as I rounded the corner I didn't notice a gap in the pavement so I twist my ankle, break my cute strappy shoes, and then BANG MY HEAD ON THE SPARE TIRE that is mounted on the back of my SUV. Sooo in slowmo I snap my shoes...crack my ankle against the pavement, and the bang the side of my head against the plastic wheel cover....it was lovely...quite a nice knot I have on my head now and a headache to match last night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank the good Lord no one saw me...I would have DIED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112490981501429937?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112490981501429937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112490981501429937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112490981501429937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112490981501429937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/08/snap-crack-bang.html' title='*SNAP* *CRACK* *BANG*'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112482570067844853</id><published>2005-08-23T14:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T14:35:00.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HOARDERS</title><content type='html'>Ok you know I love Oprah and I TiVo her everyday...well I watched an episode that reminded me of a few people in my life and it made me realize that I am a GENIUS...yes everyone...I am a GENIUS...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the show is about Hoarders (aka people with clutter everywhere that look like a messy pack rat). One lady had magazines everywhere you couldn't see the floor in her house and where you could there was usually pet feces. I don't know anyone like that but she was a severe case. But they went on to say that society just labels people messy/lazy when in reality most bad cases of hoarders are perfectionists. I know what you are saying "Hold up...how can they be perfectionists?" I am not saying all messy people are hoarders...these are people that cannot throw ANYTHING away, because in actuality there are underlining issues that create this security blanket for them. One had a rough childhood and she dealt with abandonment issues by keeping stuff another had an abusive husband and so on. Others are perfectionists that let stuff get sooo out of hand that they don't even want to start because they don't know how to do it perfectly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a theory that most people don't want to be messy or live in a messy house because I think it affects your mood and your sense of self. I know when I am stressed out or something bad is going on people can tell by the disorganization in my house because other than that I am a neat freak. I believe if everyone came home to a clean home they would be much happier and the key is to just keep up with the little things. I know what you all are saying..surrrreee....you don't have kids or a husband etc. but I think if you become accustomed to taking care of something right when you use it, it becomes a habit. Because once you let it get out of hand it becomes this monster you must take care of that just weighs on you and then affects all aspects of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep thoughts by a Neat Freak..... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112482570067844853?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112482570067844853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112482570067844853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112482570067844853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112482570067844853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/08/hoarders.html' title='HOARDERS'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112468315898426101</id><published>2005-08-21T22:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T22:59:18.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Lowlights....</title><content type='html'>So this weekend was less than stellar....and the worst part is I had to hear I told you so! Nothing bugs me more than hearing "I told you so".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had a few enlightened moments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 25 I am too old for 18 and over bars....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people that let you screw up and then are there to pick you up are your friends for life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never wear One Block Shoes when you don't know what the night has in store for you...(for the guys who don't know what One Block Shoes are its heels/shoes that are only comfortable for about one bloack then they start killin you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all change after we leave college...its a part of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did have a blast at this new bar I went to called the V bar...very posh and Sex in the Cityish...nothin like a good Martini to make a girl smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112468315898426101?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112468315898426101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112468315898426101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112468315898426101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112468315898426101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/08/weekend-lowlights.html' title='Weekend Lowlights....'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112434119108992313</id><published>2005-08-17T23:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T23:59:51.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy...</title><content type='html'>Sorry kids....between work and out of town friends I am busier than I have ever been...more to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112434119108992313?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112434119108992313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112434119108992313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112434119108992313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112434119108992313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/08/busy.html' title='Busy...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112371575062089315</id><published>2005-08-10T18:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T18:15:50.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz Whore....I know....</title><content type='html'>Ok everyone I took this quiz and I think it was pretty dead one...kinda weird....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt;" width="350" align=center border="0" cellspacing="8" cellpadding="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FF99CC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FF9FD2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFA6D9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFACDF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are optimistic and happy.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFB3E6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFB9EC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFBFF2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFC6F9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage something you've always wanted... though you haven't really thought about it.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFCCFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112371575062089315?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112371575062089315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112371575062089315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112371575062089315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112371575062089315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/08/quiz-whorei-know.html' title='Quiz Whore....I know....'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112327406642874699</id><published>2005-08-05T15:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T15:34:26.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I CANNOT WORK UNDER THESE CONDITIONS...</title><content type='html'>*sorry for breaking my short blog entry rule but I need to vent*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so today I was ready, set, go to start my work day! I had my glass of juice and yogurt before I left the house...jammed out to The Killers on my drive in and arrived early to the office before my 930am appointment..life was good (notice the use of WAS) so then my 930 calls AT 930 saying they are running a few minutes late ummmmmm PEOPLE you don't call to tell people you are running late at the time you are SUPPOSE TO BE THERE!! Anyhoo...they were 30mins late so that put me WAY behind and I had scheduled appointments with three different builders for them. So the receptionist buzzes my office and lets me know my client is up front. SO I walk up shake his hand and off we go then I notice they brought their 7 month old baby! How  could they not think "hmmm...we are going to be on construction sites all day maybe that's not the best baby environment??" And no I am not a stone cold bitch because they could have left the baby with their real close friend. Anyhoo so we all get in my SUV after about 10mins of him trying to get their car seat buckled correctly...so now we are like 45mins behind. Right as I head out of our parking lot the rugrat starts crying....and I thought ok it will stop soon....I WAS WRONG....so he cried the whole 20min car ride to our first appointment. So we go in and chit chat (crying baby and ALL) and then head to our next appointment (by this time I have a HUGE headache and its only like 1130). Well as we are getting back into my SUV my client asked if it would be ok if she feed her baby on the car ride to the next builder and I thinking (GOD ANYTHING TO MAKE HIM STOP CRYING...GIVE HIM 100 BOTTLES IF THATS WHAT IT TAKES!!) of course I said "sure no problem"...boy I should have thought that through better. Because then she sits down WHILE STILL FACING ME AND TALKING AND PLOPS OUT HER BOOB!! Yes ladies and gentleman I got a peep show before NOON!!! Normally I would not be uncomfortable because I know the person or they do it in a very tasteful way....oh no not this lady...so as I slowly turn around away from the boob. Then the sucking noises begin and then she goes "OWWW" and then PROCEEDS to tell me that he likes to nibble....WHY DO I NEED TO KNOW THAT??? So she finishes feeding time and then puts him back in his car seat and I think yay the circus is OVER...no  no no...right after he is placed back into his carseat the crying/wailing began again...and all she said was "Oh Samuel...you are not being the best passenger"...so three and a half hours later of crying, sucking, and a few more "ouchs" I have decided...to not have kids...THANKS LADY....THANKS A LOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112327406642874699?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112327406642874699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112327406642874699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112327406642874699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112327406642874699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-cannot-work-under-these-conditions.html' title='I CANNOT WORK UNDER THESE CONDITIONS...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112310613916289964</id><published>2005-08-03T16:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:55:39.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am SUCH a girl...</title><content type='html'>I don't consider myself a stereotypical girl...I think I am extremely independent (almost to a fault) and strong business woman. Well all that went OUT THE WINDOW today at the Sprint Store. I have needed a new phone for a while now because my flip phone was broken on one side but I wasn't up to my Sprint Rebate yet so I was like I will use it til my rebate is good and then use that to save money. Well that was a great plan until I buy an obnoxious phone just because I thought it was pretty!!! What the heck?? Yeah I think I checked my brain at the door because I know I paid way too much money for a phone (with a bunch of bells and whistles that I will NEVER use). So I will hang my head in shame but love my new phone (which is bright red with crystals on it...yes yes its crazy). Heck these are the only toys we can now splurge on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112310613916289964?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112310613916289964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112310613916289964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112310613916289964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112310613916289964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-am-such-girl.html' title='I am SUCH a girl...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112293562605104358</id><published>2005-08-01T17:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T17:36:43.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>From Commercials to RIPPING Tom Cruise a new one...</title><content type='html'>Ok so I found this amusing...Lauren Bacall (for you who don't follow older Hollywood she was in many movies like Murder on the Orient Express, The Mirror has Two Faces, and recently in Birth with Nicole Kidman) she is basically one of the few older actress who still work, well except for those chessy Tuesday Morning commercials she has made. Well she went on a rampage ripping on Tom Cruise and how shameful all this puplicity is...its a quick and funny read...I wonder what Tomkate will say...maybe he will tell her she needs to go on Meds...oh wait his cult, oops I mean, religion is against that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20050801/ap_en_ce/people_bacall;_ylt=AnVwcs6zMo1TCc_y_qBJizlxFb8C;_ylu=X3oDMTBiMW04NW9mBHNlYwMlJVRPUCUl"&gt;Bacall Rips Cruise's 'Vulgar' Behavior &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112293562605104358?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112293562605104358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112293562605104358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112293562605104358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112293562605104358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/08/from-commercials-to-ripping-tom-cruise.html' title='From Commercials to RIPPING Tom Cruise a new one...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112292761782992522</id><published>2005-08-01T15:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T15:20:17.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Office CRAPOLA</title><content type='html'>Every office has their gossip rings...I try to stay out of all of it but you get sucked in one way or another! I am coined as a snob because I don't walk around making small talk with everyone, really the only time I talk with people is when they come into my office. I guess they aren't that busy but some of us are busy and can't chit chat for hours on end because then I will be here later than I already am. With that said...I walked in on gossip hour and busted people talking about my friend and myself. Recently I submitted a resume for my cousin (a young 18 year old freshman in college) to work at our front desk. Well she got hired and those few in the gossip ring are walking around saying it was because of me and my friendship with that areas supervisor. No its not that its that NO ONE ELSE APPLIED! So now a few agents are in a tizzy because they think I will be favored...ugh....the funny thing is I don't even get leads from the front because I don't sign up for all that stuff....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People need to RELAX!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-L :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112292761782992522?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112292761782992522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112292761782992522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112292761782992522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112292761782992522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/08/office-crapola.html' title='Office CRAPOLA'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112275847554318308</id><published>2005-07-30T16:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T16:21:15.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>True Theory?</title><content type='html'>Ok I have a crazy theory but hear me out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that the new show &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/schedule/2005-06/commander.html"&gt;Commander-in-Chief &lt;/a&gt;with Geena Davis being the first woman President is a Democratic/Hollywood stunt to get the American public comfortable with the idea of a woman President so when Hilary Clinton runs in the next election the people will be like "Thats AWESOME!" I am all for a woman President, as long as its not Hilary, but brain washing the public is kinda scary to me...Unfortunately yes I think a lot of our society are sheeps but TV sucks us all in one way or another myself included....BAAAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I just losing it watching too much CNN and Fox News or does anyone think there might be some shred of truth with this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112275847554318308?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112275847554318308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112275847554318308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112275847554318308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112275847554318308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/07/true-theory.html' title='True Theory?'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112248588660467474</id><published>2005-07-27T12:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T12:38:06.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning wake-up call...</title><content type='html'>This morning I was complaining and running around because I was 20mins behind schedule. I had just enough time to shoot down a glass of OJ and run out the door with files in hand because work has been nothing but hectic and uphill. As I am opening my garage I was saying "good grief can life ever just go smoothly for me?" right as I get out of my neighborhood then drive down the street to Loop 1604 I was humbled and felt horrible. I was approaching the underpass for 1604 when I say news cameras EVERYWHERE from Spanish stations to news radio. Then as I try to maneuver my way thru them I saw something that stopped me in my tracks....a yellow tarp with police officers around it. I knew very well what the yellow tarp meant and I just started to cry. I felt so horrible complaining about work and so forth and not seeing all the good that was before me. My heart and prayers go out to his or her family because later this morning I found it that it was a Cyclist that was hit by an 18 wheeler coming out of the Cement Quarry on the opposite side of 1604.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will say "breath and enjoy life no matter how crazy it gets"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112248588660467474?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112248588660467474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112248588660467474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112248588660467474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112248588660467474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/07/morning-wake-up-call.html' title='Morning wake-up call...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112238999966023954</id><published>2005-07-26T09:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T09:59:59.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We have LIFTOFF!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i.a.cnn.net/cnn/2005/TECH/space/07/26/space.shuttle/top.1044.launch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i.a.cnn.net/cnn/2005/TECH/space/07/26/space.shuttle/top.1044.launch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!! The Space Shuttle Discovery had a BEAUTIFUL and MYSTIFYING launch. Its amazes me no matter how many times I watch a launch how awesome it can be. It was funny because now I know I am not alone we have a big TV in our conference room and atleast 80% of the office was huddled around the TV praying and hoping everything would go well and thankfully as of now it has!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112238999966023954?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112238999966023954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112238999966023954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112238999966023954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112238999966023954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/07/we-have-liftoff.html' title='We have LIFTOFF!'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112226650607649951</id><published>2005-07-24T23:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T23:41:46.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Abortion and Breast Cancer link?</title><content type='html'>I think everyone that knows me knows where I stand on abortion but with that set aside I read this and was saddened because its not enough the emotional repercussions of abortion but now this...Good read with a lot of facts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://anniebanno.blogspot.com/2005/07/deep-sixed-2000-china-abortionbreast.html"&gt;The 2000 China Abortion/Breast Cancer Study ThatNational Cancer Institute Funded ButReally, Truly Seems To Not Want Anyone To Know About...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;L :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112226650607649951?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112226650607649951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112226650607649951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112226650607649951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112226650607649951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/07/abortion-and-breast-cancer-link.html' title='Abortion and Breast Cancer link?'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112226369766076679</id><published>2005-07-24T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T22:54:57.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Extreme Home Makeover please....*wink*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://a.abc.com/primetime/xtremehome/images/bios/bio_DiMeo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://a.abc.com/primetime/xtremehome/images/bios/bio_DiMeo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok America here it is I have a secret crush on Paul the carpentar from Extreme Home Makeover...yes it could be easy to say its Ed or Ty the two hotties from show but there is something about Paul. Maybe its his heart of gold that shines when he helps the kids involved or the joy he gets from helping he families. Maybe its because he is a guys guy...meaning that he builds stuff he is handy etc. Call me old fashion but thats HOT to me. I think its awesome if I am with a guy that could fix something in my house. So there it is...I have a crush on Paul....maybe its his glasses...who knows but I do people....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112226369766076679?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112226369766076679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112226369766076679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112226369766076679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112226369766076679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/07/extreme-home-makeover-pleasewink.html' title='Extreme Home Makeover please....*wink*'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112215209859954583</id><published>2005-07-23T15:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T15:54:58.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trouble at Fort Knox</title><content type='html'>So this morning I forgot I live in Fort Knox...(if you are already lost please read previous post lol) I wake up and walk into the kitchen to get a bowl of cereal and decided...wow its a beautiful morning I will take Vogue and my bowl of Frosted Mini Wheats for a field trip to my back patio. Well I start unlocking the door whenI remember.."DON'T DO IT"..you haven't disarmed the security system! Thankfully for me and my sleeping neighbors I remembered before I opened the door...lol...I will get use to this someday...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112215209859954583?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112215209859954583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112215209859954583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112215209859954583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112215209859954583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/07/trouble-at-fort-knox.html' title='Trouble at Fort Knox'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112215175352482698</id><published>2005-07-23T15:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T16:56:11.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy is in town to stay...</title><content type='html'>So I decided I only attract the following men: Crazies, Cancers, and Older guys (some take up more than one of those catagories) SO this week I decided to get an security system for my house ...long story...I swear if I meet a semi-normal/sweet guy that can deal with my crazy life I will marry him in a heart beat...really thats all it takes...its not the big gestures guys its the small stuff that will get noticed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112215175352482698?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112215175352482698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112215175352482698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112215175352482698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112215175352482698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/07/crazy-is-in-town-to-stay.html' title='Crazy is in town to stay...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112180168232415676</id><published>2005-07-19T14:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T14:34:42.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Amber Alert</title><content type='html'>I would like to thank Sean for having the Amber Alert ticker on his blog, because it showed me that there is such a thing. And I know have put it on mine (so if you notice the ticker in yellow take a sec and read it you never know when you can help a child and thier family out)...yes I am a copy cat... deal with it people! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112180168232415676?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112180168232415676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112180168232415676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112180168232415676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112180168232415676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/07/amber-alert.html' title='Amber Alert'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112180099423594932</id><published>2005-07-19T14:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T14:29:31.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PET PEEVE #348</title><content type='html'>Grrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just say how undependable people "urk" the crap out of me. If you say you are going to do something JUST FREAKIN DO IT! I feel people are becoming more and more undependable and for me its says they are very self-centered because they don't care about who they are going to affect by not following through. I have noticed this a lot at work and sadly some even in my personal life. I would guess that its common courtesy if you aren't going to make a deadline or an appointment shouldn't you call AND LET THAT PERSON KNOW, but apparently that isn't the status quo. I know I am ranting but I hate wasting time and I really dislike waiting on people who just don't care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that is my soapbox for the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*deep breath* and let it go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112180099423594932?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112180099423594932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112180099423594932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112180099423594932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112180099423594932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/07/pet-peeve-348.html' title='PET PEEVE #348'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112129847096873974</id><published>2005-07-13T18:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T18:47:50.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Bumper Stickers...</title><content type='html'>It was a hectic day for me and this made me laugh so I decided to pass it on..... ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/507/1600/pic1552911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/507/320/pic1552911.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/507/1600/pic1790622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/507/320/pic1790622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/507/1600/pic2369410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/507/320/pic2369410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/507/1600/pic1519927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/507/320/pic1519927.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/507/1600/pic1662619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/507/320/pic1662619.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/507/1600/pic1209724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/507/320/pic1209724.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/507/1600/pic033967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/507/320/pic033967.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/507/1600/pic0916821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/507/320/pic0916821.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/507/1600/pic12097241.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/507/1600/pic181666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/507/320/pic181666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/507/1600/pic022064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/507/320/pic022064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112129847096873974?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112129847096873974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112129847096873974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112129847096873974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112129847096873974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/07/funny-bumper-stickers.html' title='Funny Bumper Stickers...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112129776413523956</id><published>2005-07-13T18:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T18:36:04.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>#2 Most DANGEROUS PROFESSION!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I was in my office meeting listening to all the new hoopla happening in the Real Estate world from San Antonio being the next big real estate thing to the Washington Mutual headquarters moving to San Antonio. Anyways later in the meeting it was announced by some national crime agency that Realtors have the second most DANGEROUS job, even Cops have a safer job (maybe because they carry guns?). Its safe to say I was floored...they went on to say we have a high assault percentage in our industry (all cases while working). So one agent piped up and said "Thats why Texas has a concealed handgun license....lets use it" and I was like ggrreat thats all we need a bunch of stressed out over-worked Realtors carrying guns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda crazy huh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112129776413523956?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112129776413523956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112129776413523956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112129776413523956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112129776413523956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/07/2-most-dangerous-profession.html' title='#2 Most DANGEROUS PROFESSION!'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112076962729993800</id><published>2005-07-07T15:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T15:53:47.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And we asks ourselves again..WHY?</title><content type='html'>This morning London suffered a great a tragedy with the bombings. My heart go out to the people of London, the police and rescuers, and Tony Blair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was running around like crazy this morning trying to get a hold of my friend CM whom lives in London. Thankfully he is ok...but life stopped til I heard the news that he and his family was safe. And then it hit me the terror we felt almost four years ago...and I ask WHY...when will this end? When will the hate cease? We can't continue living like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayers are with you CM and all the people of London...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112076962729993800?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112076962729993800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112076962729993800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112076962729993800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112076962729993800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/07/and-we-asks-ourselves-againwhy.html' title='And we asks ourselves again..WHY?'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112058304991217034</id><published>2005-07-05T11:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T12:04:09.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Live 8 CRACKHEADS</title><content type='html'>Ok can someone explain to me why Live 8 decided to raise awareness instead of money?? How are starving children in Africa going to eat with awareness??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, can I have another helping of awareness..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just confused the original Live Aid raised thousands and thousands of dollars to aid Africa plus it raised awareness...why couldn't we do both this time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus we live in America and we are all aware of children starving in other countries but if we aren't asked to contribute we won't and then in two weeks we go about our lives and forget the whole issue. Our country is at war and our people grow less and less interested even with that...how do the organizers of Live 8 expect to change things with such a A.D.D. society if all they do is make an awesome concert that people will not even talk about in a month...I know I am being cynical but I was floored to hear that Live 8 passed on raising money for the children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone make sense of this for me PLEASE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-Lo OUT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112058304991217034?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112058304991217034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112058304991217034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112058304991217034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112058304991217034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/07/live-8-crackheads.html' title='Live 8 CRACKHEADS'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112019096962000047</id><published>2005-06-30T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T23:09:29.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids will be kids...or will they...</title><content type='html'>So today I was driving back to the office jammin out to Shakira and lately its been Police CENTRAL on Hwy 1604. For some time now they have been putting patrol cars on the side of the highway with no police officer in them, but sometimes they do have officers in them...Oh SAPD YOU ARE GOOD!!! Well today at 1604 and the Stone Oak Pkwy exit there was a real dusty/dirty patrol car sitting there and I noticed it in the morning driving into the office, but on my way back from an appt I passed by it again...and was greeted with a surprise someone (I am thinking some kids since its summertime) had written in the dirty back window of the patrol car "OINK!!!!". I almost drove off the road laughing....I would love to see the face of the officers that come later that day to drive the car back to the station. I hope they have a sense of humor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-Lo OUT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112019096962000047?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112019096962000047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112019096962000047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112019096962000047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112019096962000047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/06/kids-will-be-kidsor-will-they.html' title='Kids will be kids...or will they...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-112010192089639908</id><published>2005-06-29T22:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T22:27:01.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I am ASHAMED...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ok everyone I have a confession....I am addicted to....(drum roll please):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nbc.com/nbc/I_Want_To_Be_a_Hilton/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WANT TO BE A HILTON!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I don't know how or why it happened but now that show is my drug of choice...I swear you all need to watch it...its HILARIOUS!! Then you too will understand why its like the drug addiction you try to hide!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-Lo OUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-112010192089639908?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/112010192089639908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=112010192089639908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112010192089639908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/112010192089639908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/06/why-i-am-ashamed.html' title='Why I am ASHAMED...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-111999618482228507</id><published>2005-06-28T16:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T17:03:04.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some People don't Change!</title><content type='html'>Ok so last night I was suckered by a couple of friends to have dinner with them and then a SURPRISE GUEST was there. It was a person we all went to college with but I parted ways with him due to the fact that he was very self-centered and thought friendship was a one way street. He would take and take and take and finally most of us said "ENOUGH!". Well one of my friends can't seem to let him go entirely. I arrive a few minutes late along with my friends wife and then I see my ex-friend (that sounds weird) and low and behold right as he gets up to go to the bathroom my friend starts complaining that our "Surprise Guest" just happen to leave his wallet at home so he was getting stiffed with the bill....I laughed because it just reminded me of why I moved on beyond that friendship. Maybe this will get my friend to see the light about our "Surprise Guest"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-Lo out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-111999618482228507?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/111999618482228507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=111999618482228507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111999618482228507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111999618482228507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/06/some-people-dont-change.html' title='Some People don&apos;t Change!'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-111999236657603693</id><published>2005-06-28T15:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T15:59:26.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Equal Rights for Guys?</title><content type='html'>Ok so today I was listening to Talk Radio and heard this guys case that is going to the Supreme Court. He is calling his case Male Abortions. Here is his story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He and his Girlfriend (at the time) were going out for several months. In the beginning of the relationship they were using birth control and other contraceptives because he made it clear he didn't want children, until one day when his girlfriend told him that she wasn't able to have children. Well with this new found information he stopped being careful (BIG MISTAKE GENTLEMEN). Well low and behold she got pregnant. This is where his case comes in....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do woman have all the reproductive rights? Women get a choice of becoming a mother or not but men don't. He stated to her that he didn't want to have kids and now if she keeps it (which she is) he is forced to pay child support for a child he didn't want. The guy lost his job a couple of weeks ago but he will be forced to pay child support based on the amount of his last salary, so he says this will only put him in further debt and so forth. There is also the flip side of opening this door....what if the woman doesn't want to have the baby and the man does? They asked him what he wants his girlfriend to do and he said "Give it up for adoption" He feels his girlfriend is in no place in life to raise a child either so he would rather see the child raised in a good home with two parents (yes thats a whole other issue of Two parents Vs. One) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am truly on the fence about this. Besides how I feel morally about abortions I can see his point about not having any kind of rights over this major decision of becoming a father but then bottom line the only person that suffers in this equation, in my opinion, is the child....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you guys think???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-Lo out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-111999236657603693?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/111999236657603693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=111999236657603693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111999236657603693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111999236657603693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/06/equal-rights-for-guys.html' title='Equal Rights for Guys?'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-111989199578297929</id><published>2005-06-27T11:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T12:06:35.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Tolito Batman....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www2.warnerbros.com/batmanbegins/images/photogallery/image/BD-S-5442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www2.warnerbros.com/batmanbegins/images/photogallery/image/BD-S-5442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/11/67/98m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to go see Batman Begins like everyone told me to do...and guess what....THEY WERE RIGHT! I am really not into comics but this one was WONDERFUL. I liked the darkness the character development and the bits of humor in the movie. I am not SUPER thrilled with Christian Bale being Batman but he was ok. I loved Michael Caine and Morgan Freeman. And of course I think Katie Holmes did a good job...even though I heard she isn't being asked to do the next movie...stupid Tom Cruise is already back firing...Katie do like the other bride and RUN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo...if you haven't seen it its worth the now 10 bucks to go see it (actually in SA its only 8.25 for an Adult ticket but they always sucker me into donating $1 to the Roy Rogers Institute...oh Roy Rogers you are good!). I made a few people laugh b/c during the previews the ROCK came on thanking people for the nearly 9.9million dollars already donated and I of course made a sarcastic comment that went like this "Well yeah thats how much it costs to come to the movies now a days with a ticket and some snacks" I think two rows of people plus the people that were with me laughed...so I must think they agreed....lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-Lo OUT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-111989199578297929?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/111989199578297929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=111989199578297929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111989199578297929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111989199578297929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/06/holy-tolito-batman.html' title='Holy Tolito Batman....'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-111962670068080464</id><published>2005-06-24T10:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T10:25:00.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SPUR-TASTIC!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.nba.com/media/spurs/Duncan-Celebration_300_0506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.nba.com/media/spurs/Duncan-Celebration_300_0506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok Everyone....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I cannot even begin to say how happy I am we won last night!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love this TEAM and this CITY!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It wasn't the easiest finals but the Pistons were a worthy opponent. I feel for Larry Browns health issues but at the end the best team won. In my opinion there should have been 4 MVP awards:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ginobli, Horry, Barry, and Duncan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All those guys made this championship possible. People were starting to doubt thier abilities to win this 7th game but the Good Guys do finish FIRST!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love this team not only for thier abilities but for thier character. They truly are a wonderful group of guys! They deserve it!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GO SPURS GO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;L-lo OUT!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-111962670068080464?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/111962670068080464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=111962670068080464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111962670068080464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111962670068080464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/06/spur-tastic.html' title='SPUR-TASTIC!!!'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-111938232972304249</id><published>2005-06-21T14:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T14:32:09.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What about the Children!!!??</title><content type='html'>Ok so on Friday I am suppose to teach a class full of Middle Schoolers. I am basically talking about College, setting career goals, etc. I was flattered when my friend asked me to speak on the subject but now nerves have set in!! What if they don't like me?? I don't mind the public speaking part, I live for that stuff, but the horrid judgment from children is what gets me!! Pray to GOD that I don't goof up and if all else fails I will bring candy to bribe the bastards! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-Lo OUT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-111938232972304249?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/111938232972304249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=111938232972304249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111938232972304249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111938232972304249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/06/what-about-children.html' title='What about the Children!!!??'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-111886872571297508</id><published>2005-06-15T15:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T15:52:05.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Word of the DAY? What the...</title><content type='html'>Ok so I added the feature of "Word of the Day" to My Yahoo page. I was all excited thinking cool this so be fun and I can learn new words...ummm...no. Apparently their word of the day is for a 3rd grade reading level! My word of the day today was ENHANCE! Who doesn't know that word?? Yes I am saddened by Yahoo....I am waiting for the word of the day to be CAT or DOG. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-Lo out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-111886872571297508?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/111886872571297508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=111886872571297508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111886872571297508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111886872571297508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/06/word-of-day-what.html' title='Word of the DAY? What the...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-111869022032982986</id><published>2005-06-13T14:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T14:17:00.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A gift from the Queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://re2.mm-c.yimg.com/image/403762263"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...I couldn't resist with the title. The Queen Mother sent me a package and it made my day...and when I say Queen I mean my favorite Drama Queen from London. I tell you surprises like that are especially wonderful on a Monday! He sent me a belated Birthday gift (mind you my b-day is in OCT)/belated Xmas gift. It was a fabulous scarf and an old b-day and Christmas card. Well a lot has changed since his Xmas letter b/c in there he goes on about how happy he is for me that I am with Bucko and so on. So that was a bit weird and I will admit hard to read but I am trying to grab hold of singlehood! I had a busy weekend with my friends surgery but did go out on Saturday night and then to the movies last night and had a BLAST! I really am blessed with great friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope all is well with you my loyal 3 readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-Lo out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-111869022032982986?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/111869022032982986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=111869022032982986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111869022032982986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111869022032982986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/06/gift-from-queen.html' title='A gift from the Queen'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-111850414078594693</id><published>2005-06-11T10:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T10:36:12.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's turns...</title><content type='html'>So yesterday was a very soul shaking day. One of my good friends, whom just a baby two months ago, had to have emergency surgery due to a lump they found in her breast which also had a bad staff infection (one of the flesh eating bacteria). Thursday she gets a call at the office saying the doctor would like to speak to her immediately because they found some abnormalities in her tests. You know this phone call is never good. So she comes into my office and tells me and then in devastated not only because she knows the news can't be good but also because her boyfriend can't go with her. So I pack up my stuff and reschedule clients and off we go to the doctors appointment. Not knowing what was in store for us I tried to make light of the situation. Well once we found out the news we were both white faced and shocked. The doctor said it was important for her to have surgery the next day. On the drive home I could tell she was scared....scared for many reasons...the surgery...her baby...her life. All I could do was say that the doctors will get it all out of her and that the tests of her breast tissue would come out fine...but I didn't know if I was trying to convince her or myself. Needless to say yesterday (the day of the surgery) was hard. I kept her baby most of the morning and then dropped her off at my moms house so I could go help out at the hospital. Well she came out ok from the surgery now we just need to wait for the labs and to see if its all gone....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-111850414078594693?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/111850414078594693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=111850414078594693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111850414078594693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111850414078594693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/06/lifes-turns.html' title='Life&apos;s turns...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-111817815134161243</id><published>2005-06-07T15:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T16:18:07.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Commitment...ooOOOOOooooo</title><content type='html'>Why does one word make a lot of people shudder...Commitment. Maybe its because the definition can be scary: Webster says the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 a : an act of committing to a charge or trust: as (1) : a consignment to a penal or mental institution (2) : an act of referring a matter to a legislative committee b : MITTIMUS&lt;br /&gt;2 a : an agreement or pledge to do something in the future; especially : an engagement to assume a financial obligation at a future date b : something pledged c : the state or an instance of being obligated or emotionally impelled a commitment to a cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess if you read either of those definitions the word can be a little scary. But this weekend in Houston a Sugarland Priest put it so simply and beautifully that I think I may have lost my phobia of the word...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am going to completely chop up his 30 min sermon (yes 30mins but it was awesome...almost like a motivational speaker that said hell and feel free to sleep thru this). He basically said when you commit to something or someone you don't base your commitment on feelings but on love. Whats the difference you ask? Well feelings come and go and there are peaks and valleys but with true unshaken love you go up and down but just because your feelings shake your love and commitment to that person or thing doesn't. Basically you stick through the good and the bad even the very bad because (we are not talking about sticking through abuse but more about the people who just give up on commitment because its too hard or not convenient for them right now) you love and commit. And you shouldn't sacrifice just to sacrifice you should love first and then sacrifice because if you truly love someone you it wouldn't even seem like you are sacrificing... it was awesome...and Mel was there so Mel if you think I totally screwed it up or would like to add to it please do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he talked about shacking up before you get married...which was a good point but will share that tomorrow...because this girl is committed to finishing her work ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-Lo OUT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-111817815134161243?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/111817815134161243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=111817815134161243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111817815134161243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111817815134161243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/06/commitmentoooooooooooo.html' title='Commitment...ooOOOOOooooo'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-111810358255743320</id><published>2005-06-06T19:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T19:19:42.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where am I?</title><content type='html'>Hello Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am still alive and kickin...more kickin than anything else. I had a fab weekend in H-town! It was good for me to get away for the weekend...I even enjoyed the drive...well until the SUN tried to get me in a wreck by making me very sleeepie! oh Sun you are good! It was also great for the soul to see old friends...I miss having them around my everyday life! You guys rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its Monday and I am back at work and now since my escapade to Houston I am 3 days behind on calls and paperwork!!! So I will write more laters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-Lo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-111810358255743320?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/111810358255743320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=111810358255743320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111810358255743320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111810358255743320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/06/where-am-i.html' title='Where am I?'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-111653386853340139</id><published>2005-05-19T14:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T15:17:48.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BLAH.....</title><content type='html'>SO today was a winner (yes I am being very sarcastic)...why you ask...well here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I ran extremely late for my first appointment at 8am and as I was driving I get stuck behind Busapolooza so I was forced to go like 10 miles UNDER the speed limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Well since I was late for the first appointment it made me late for the second one. When I finally get in the door of my second appointment I notice a small dog that looks EXACTLY like my old dog that just died. I LOSE IT...ok ok...I inwardly lose it and just let a few tears stream down my face. Thankfully my client (after explaining) totally understood and then said "Oh yeah if my little dog died I would just die too" Really lady is that the best thing to say to me right now???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I walk back in my office building and am walking down the hallway to my office when this smug agent that works there with me turns to me and says "Hey I like your shirt you look real nice in it (he could have been nice and stopped there but NOOOOOO he continued) so that boyfriend of yours keeps you nice and in check huh" so I do a 90 degree turn and look at him (mind you Bucko and I have only been broken up for a couple of weeks)and say "Listen my boyfriend and I recently broke up and that is the most sexist remark I have ever heard and in a good relationship no one keeps on one in check oh and thank you for the compliment on my shirt" and then I turn away and walk to my office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Bucko and I have some stuff that we need to exchange and we decided to meet up today to just switch out our stuff. Well I actually thought about it a lot last night and was very much on the fence on how healthy this would be. But I thought maybe it would be good closure (or atleast thats what I kept telling myself until I convinced myself of the idea). Well I get to work and Bucko IMs saying maybe seeing eachother wouldn't be a good idea. I should have been happy right?? Well for some reason I get sad...I knew he was right...hell I was thinking the same thing last night. But I guess I jazzed myself up to the idea that I was almost looking forward to it. So I agreed to mail his stuff and he is going to mail mine...I guess that was the nail in our relationship coffin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats been my day....thank goodness its Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-Lo OUT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-111653386853340139?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/111653386853340139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=111653386853340139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111653386853340139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111653386853340139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/05/blah.html' title='BLAH.....'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-111591736359549868</id><published>2005-05-12T11:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T12:02:43.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I was BLIND..but now I see...no really I was BLIND!</title><content type='html'>OK...so the past few weeks I have been getting really bad migraines. I was getting use to them just being around until Monday when even light was starting to bug me. So I was worried...then thought...could it be my eyes? I am squinting some with my glasses on. So I make an appointment for the Eye Doctor. Well after she examines me she proceeds to SPAZZ out and say "where you driving and working?" and I was like "of course I was" and then she was like "with your old prescription (now 4 years old) you are basically blind in one eye (ok maybe not blind but very blurry)". So one eye was basically doing the work for both. So this gives me the opportunity to do the one thing I love more than anything SHOP! So I buy two new pairs of glasses they are awesome! I really wanted a pair of Versace sunglasses but I wasn't about to pay 350 dollars for sunglasses. So I got a really cool pair of Raybans instead. So as I was leaving the store I was like wow...this is what San Antonio looks like...so I call my friend Nicco to tell him about what just happened and he proceeded to call me Helen Keller. And he said that would explain why I was feeling peoples faces to know who they were...hahahaha...anyhoo...I CAN SEE AGAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lenscrafters.richfx.com.edgesuite.net/catalog_lenscrafters/March_2005/products/rayban_6203236.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-111591736359549868?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/111591736359549868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=111591736359549868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111591736359549868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111591736359549868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-was-blindbut-now-i-seeno-really-i.html' title='I was BLIND..but now I see...no really I was BLIND!'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-111574790467594364</id><published>2005-05-10T12:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T12:58:24.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to my Friends...</title><content type='html'>I had a "woo is me" night last night and then I thought about it...I have a great life. I was starting to loose focus of that. Until I started thinking that I have the best group of friends a girl can ask for. Everyone in their own way has helped tremendously lately and ever since they came into my life. Yes I started off all sad like Bridget Jones in her solo singing scene to "All by Myself" and went to the other extreme feeling like rallying myself up like in Braveheart "FREEDDOOOMMM" Yes I need meds...quickly...hahahaha. So to all of you I say thank you and you know who you are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will leave you with some quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel."&lt;br /&gt;-- Maya Angelou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As we drive along this road called life, occasionally a gal will find herself a little lost. And when that happens, I guess she has to let go of the coulda, shoulda, woulda, buckle up and just keep going."&lt;br /&gt;--Sarah Jessica Parker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-Lo OUT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-111574790467594364?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/111574790467594364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=111574790467594364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111574790467594364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111574790467594364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/05/ode-to-my-friends.html' title='Ode to my Friends...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-111566231130443302</id><published>2005-05-09T13:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T13:11:51.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Horoscopes...friend or foe?</title><content type='html'>This is what my horoscope told me today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lure of far-off places has gotten to you. It might have been one too many tough days lately, or that phone call from someone you've been missing. Either way, how about giving in and going somewhere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I am certain I need to jump in the car and just drive! But it can't happen this weekend because Nicco is coming to visit which I am excited about he always has a way of cheering me up! Maybe because I make fun of him...poor guy...but don't tell me that you have a ticket to see Episode III because that opens a whole door for me to just make Trekkie jokes. Even though he is not in a way a geek...ok maybe a little... ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-111566231130443302?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/111566231130443302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=111566231130443302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111566231130443302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111566231130443302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/05/horoscopesfriend-or-foe.html' title='Horoscopes...friend or foe?'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-111540211744792020</id><published>2005-05-06T12:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T13:05:18.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Art the Answer?</title><content type='html'>So I have been thinking...the key to this breakup is staying busy...so work has helped quite a bit with that but I totally don't want to lose my social life either and I have never been a big fan of the bar scene even though in the past few days it has helped some. So I have thought...maybe I need to take an art class? I loved all my art classes at Texas State and I felt so at ease and happy when I went to them. So I have been looking into San Antonio Community College for art classes but the kicker is I have taken almost all thier classes Drawing I-III, Painting, Watercolor, Metals, and even Ceramics. The only thing I haven't taken is Photography and guess who loved Photography yup Bucko...oh he is good! So I think I might retake a course, because I could go to an actual studio and take classes but I would be stuck with older woman and gay men...neither helping my social scene...hence why I wanted to go to a college instead...unless I go back to school and finish my interior design minor and just get a full degree in it..hmm...then I would have two degrees? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I should take up a foreign language...Italian or French anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats a thought too.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-Lo out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-111540211744792020?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/111540211744792020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=111540211744792020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111540211744792020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111540211744792020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/05/is-art-answer.html' title='Is Art the Answer?'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-111524152409387539</id><published>2005-05-04T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T16:18:44.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Karma of Break ups...</title><content type='html'>So as you all probably figured out that Bucko and I broke up and really thats all I am going to say about the actual breakup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this period after the breakup has been less than easy...every where I turn I swear there is some huge reminder...so I decided to not listen to the radio, drive with blinders, avoid family and some friends, avoid my house and focus on work and going out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like Martinis and Time to heal anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-lo OUT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-111524152409387539?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/111524152409387539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=111524152409387539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111524152409387539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111524152409387539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/05/karma-of-break-ups.html' title='The Karma of Break ups...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-111508385172039620</id><published>2005-05-02T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T20:30:51.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Chapter...New Cool Lookin Blog</title><content type='html'>First off Mel is the coolest for designing my new blog! SHE ROCKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when something in your life ends you need to look for something new. Almost like you are starting over and need to think that everything happens for a reason. So with that said....I introduce my new blog...and heres to the quote "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this probably doesn't make much sense...but it will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few Martinis and time I might be able to elaborate...to my 4 whole readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah...PUNK ASS CM if you try to copy this blog look I will fly to London and kick your British BUTT!! Thank you that is all and Fajitas to you Brit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-111508385172039620?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/111508385172039620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=111508385172039620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111508385172039620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111508385172039620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/05/new-chapternew-cool-lookin-blog.html' title='New Chapter...New Cool Lookin Blog'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-111470975778322152</id><published>2005-04-28T12:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T12:35:57.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Too early to be Damned!</title><content type='html'>So early morning I was driving down the highway when I look at a van in front of me that really caught my attention. On the back doors one door had hell painted on it (with flames, pitch fork devil, and all) and heaven on the other door. On the top of the doors there was black lettering asking "Where do you want to spend Eternity?" then on the bottom of the doors it had the word "SINNERS". I was like "all righty then" so I pull up beside it and on the side of the van (this was a white scary van with no windows which I refer to them as the child molester vans...dunno why but vans with no windows scare me). Well on the drivers side of the van was another painting. This time it was Jesus on the cross or the crucifixion. The tablet at the top of a crucifix is called the "title." It bears the letters I N R I, the initials of Jesus Nazarenus, Rex Iudæorum (Jesus of Nazareth, King of the Jews), the inscription placed on the cross of Our Lord by order of Pilate. But for some reason this guy decided he knew better than Pilate and changed INRI to "SIN,SINNER,SINNERS". So of course now I have to see who the heck is driving this van. So I pull up a little faster and see its an old white man, which I swear looked over at me and had red beady eyes....ok ok I can't back that up but it was way to early for me to be called a sinner....hahaha. I wonder if the Van of Sin works for his cause?? I am all about religion and spreading the good word but come on...I thought Catholics were bad with the guilt but this guy takes the cake...plus the only thing that van made me think of Tommy Boy and Chris Farley saying "sinner" with a lisp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it did inspire me to paint my SUV with the question "Do you want to spend your life with bad fashion sense??" Just a thought....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-Lo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-111470975778322152?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/111470975778322152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=111470975778322152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111470975778322152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111470975778322152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/04/too-early-to-be-damned.html' title='Too early to be Damned!'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-111445092984007879</id><published>2005-04-25T12:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T12:42:09.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank goodness for the Independent Film Channel</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I took it easy in the afternoon and decided to watch some television. Well there was a whole lot of NOTHING on...even HBO was boringville. So I tuned into IFC and they were playin Love &amp; Sex...for any of you who haven't seen it SEE IT! Its a great movie that doesn't take the ordinary romantic style of looking at relationships. Its a more real movie with lots of humor. Its funny that I watched this movie after my last post but I think I found the answer I was looking for...so I say if you are in a relationship watch it if your not hell watch it anyways...plus for you guys it has the girl from X-Men Famke Janssen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images-eu.amazon.com/images/P/B000058CA5.02.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-111445092984007879?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/111445092984007879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=111445092984007879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111445092984007879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111445092984007879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/04/thank-goodness-for-independent-film.html' title='Thank goodness for the Independent Film Channel'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-111401264287732075</id><published>2005-04-20T10:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T15:15:39.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Romance Dead?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a crazy day so I was happy to come home to takeout Chinese and two episodes of Sex and the City that my wonderful DVR taped for me. Well as I was enjoying my evening I pondered is romance dead?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the show Carrie (for you losers who don't watch the show Carrie is Sarah Jessica Parkers character) is dating a Russian artist that is into old fashion romance from poetry to making her pancakes in the morning, but the issue she had was that it werided her out. I guess woman dating in the 21st century aren't use to that anymore so when men do that we think he is a) a player or b) cheesie. Why is that??? Whatever happened to romance? Have we watered it down, because now we are thrilled when a guy opens our door let alone the fact that he might even pay the check. When did that become romance? I am not complaining about the two because I am one of the lucky ones because Bucko does both...it just made me think. I guess men can turn the wheel and say woman can be romantic too. But I know if I got Bucko flowers he would be like "what are you smoking?" I guess what I don't see anymore is grand gestures. Do we still hold on to that silly notion of the white knight? I would think in this day in age we are so jaded by our mid twenties that we would abandon that image a long time ago. There is a saying "God is in the details" and I firmly believe that it can also be used in love/romance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I getting at...I have no clue...but guys its not about money spent (well atleast for some woman its not) I think its about time spent and meaning behind the gesture. If you would like to blame something for the demand of grand gestures blame movies like "Say Anything" or any other chick flick for that matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any comments ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-Lo out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-111401264287732075?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/111401264287732075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=111401264287732075' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111401264287732075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111401264287732075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/04/is-romance-dead.html' title='Is Romance Dead?'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-111395204058808227</id><published>2005-04-19T18:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T18:17:49.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun times at the Zoo</title><content type='html'>Here are some funny pics of Bucko and Mel with Zoo creatures on them...funny how they know to stay off of me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.cpimg.com/image/DF/B4/47042271-c8fc-02000180-.jpg"&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.cpimg.com/image/AF/AA/47041967-dad6-02000180-.jpg"&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this bird and bear cracked me up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a9.cpimg.com/image/DB/E6/47091419-0776-02000180-.jpg"&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;"get closer Bucko...just a wee bit closer and I got you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.cpimg.com/image/EE/FF/47092206-01be-02000180-.jpg"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;"hey everyone whats going on?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-Lo out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-111395204058808227?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/111395204058808227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=111395204058808227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111395204058808227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111395204058808227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/04/fun-times-at-zoo.html' title='Fun times at the Zoo'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-111379513333975871</id><published>2005-04-17T22:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T22:32:13.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened this weekend??</title><content type='html'>OK children this weekend was very crazy...from water gun fights to a busted toe from two steppin....lets hope this isn't a foreshadowing of the week to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will leave you with this little story (for any of you who know Mel you will love this)....well I hung out with Bucko and Mel this Saturday we went to the Zoo and then lunch...went shoppin at Target bought some waterguns and invited more friends over to engage in some childish fun well before going back to my house to use our new toys we stop at Sonic to get some drinks. Well Mel skipped on the drink and got an ice cream cone instead. Well Bucko decided to mess with Mel on the way home and started to make slurping noises every time she licked her ice cream. Well Mel was not having it after she asked him to stop numerous times (yes I was driving with children in my SUV) she smashed her cone into the side of his leg...so all the way home I had a whining Bucko and a smirking Mel...and yes I was laughing hysterically on the inside... Lovely I tell you lovely...but later we had a blast with the waterguns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats just a tid bit into my weekend....I had fun but boy did drama erupt! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Mel and Nicco it was good seeing you...finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) L-lo Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-111379513333975871?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/111379513333975871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=111379513333975871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111379513333975871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111379513333975871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-happened-this-weekend.html' title='What happened this weekend??'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-111289803175433633</id><published>2005-04-07T13:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T13:20:31.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mikey - I will miss you!</title><content type='html'>Well everyone...As you all have known my dog wasn't doing so good well last night he passed away. I never knew I would feel this bad but he was with me for 12 years. He was a great dog that would tire you out by throwing the ball or may even lick you to death. I will sorely miss him....thank you Mikey....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-111289803175433633?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/111289803175433633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=111289803175433633' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111289803175433633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111289803175433633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/04/mikey-i-will-miss-you.html' title='Mikey - I will miss you!'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-111281612528973397</id><published>2005-04-06T14:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T14:35:25.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Horoscopes LIE...they lie right to your face...</title><content type='html'>So if you all have been readin my blog you know this isn't true AT ALL:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lorena's Daily Libra Forecast:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems to be coming along in pairs lately, doesn't it? Fortunately, things are going well, which means you're getting twice the luck, twice the romance and twice the pleasantly unexpected. Not a bad month so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm...yeah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-Lo out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-111281612528973397?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/111281612528973397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=111281612528973397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111281612528973397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111281612528973397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/04/horoscopes-liethey-lie-right-to-your.html' title='Horoscopes LIE...they lie right to your face...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-111281495101793175</id><published>2005-04-06T13:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T14:19:33.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>People are RETARDED sometimes...</title><content type='html'>What the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I had to help my business partner out and show one of his clients because he was snowed under and his allergies were actin up. Well anyways...so this guy is doing his last rotation at Brook Army Medical Center and is about 27 and he is looking for a house in the 200K range...ok ok and he isn't too bad on the eyes (its the mix of the doctor and military in him)...Well we start going to different homes and the Seller of the house was home. Well I introduce myself "Hello I'm Lorena from RE/MAX Preferred" and then she kindly let us in. Well after following us around like a puppy dog for a few minutes later she turns to us and says how long have you been looking. He answers "today is my second day"...and then she proceeds to say "this home would be great for a young couple like you two, do you have any children?" We both laughed and then I explained to the woman that I am the Realtor. Well about the fourth house this scenario happens again, but this lady asked how long we have been together. DUDE....does "Hi my name is Lorena with RE/MAX Preferred" not clear the air for people?? Well I explain to her that I am his Realtor. Well then we walk into the seventh house and this time its a guy (first off what are all these people doing at home...GET A JOB!) and then he says how long have you guys been married...hmmm...first off buddy neither one of us have a wedding ring second of all I just said I was from RE/MAX Preferred. So we walk out of that house and I turn to the client and say "Am I walking too close to you or talking too much?" He laughed and said "I don't think thats it, you are doing your job and pointing stuff out in the house and so on..I think that they are use to old ladies or old guys being Realtors and I just lucked out" So yeah...after this week I needed a compliment...but I told him that I was going to tell my business partner that since he is like 55.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-Lo out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-111281495101793175?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/111281495101793175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=111281495101793175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111281495101793175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111281495101793175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/04/people-are-retarded-sometimes.html' title='People are RETARDED sometimes...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068837.post-111271683555117919</id><published>2005-04-05T10:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T11:11:57.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart Denzel Washington...</title><content type='html'>Haven't seen this on the news. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Don't know whether ya'll heard about this but Denzel was visiting Brook Army &lt;br /&gt;Medical Center, in San Antonio, Texas  (BAMC)  the other day. This is where &lt;br /&gt;soldiers that have been  evacuated  from Germany come to be hospitalized in &lt;br /&gt;the States, especially  burn victims.   They have buildings there called &lt;br /&gt;Fisher Houses. The Fisher House is a  hotel where soldiers' families can &lt;br /&gt;stay, for little or no charge, while  their soldier is staying in the &lt;br /&gt;hospital. BAMC has quite a few of these  houses on base but as you can &lt;br /&gt;imagine, they are almost completely filled  most of the time. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;While Denzel Washington was visiting BAMC, they gave him a tour of one  of &lt;br /&gt;the Fisher Houses. He asked how much one of them would cost to  build. He &lt;br /&gt;took his check book out and wrote a check for the full amount  right there &lt;br /&gt;on the spot.   The soldiers overseas were amazed to hear this story and &lt;br /&gt;want to get the  word out to the American public, because it warmed their &lt;br /&gt;hearts to hear  it.   I hope ya'll will spread this story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.cpimg.com/image/5E/C0/46645854-406a-02000154-.jpg"&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.cpimg.com/image/66/C1/46645862-33c4-02000154-.jpg"&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a0.cpimg.com/image/6E/C1/46645870-24fe-02000156-.jpg"&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.cpimg.com/image/6C/C1/46645868-7d79-02000156-.jpg"&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8068837-111271683555117919?l=worldoflore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/feeds/111271683555117919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8068837&amp;postID=111271683555117919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111271683555117919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8068837/posts/default/111271683555117919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldoflore.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-heart-denzel-washington.html' title='I heart Denzel Washington...'/><author><name>Lore_P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
