<?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-6562666</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:22:02.178-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A window into a momentary laps of reason…</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to my blog. 
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And just so you know my life is not a boring as it may appear...ok yeah it is.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>120</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-7028762723431922797</id><published>2010-04-10T20:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T20:38:50.079-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Next time, we elope.</title><content type='html'>I think I am starting to understand the concept of BRIDEZILLA. I have sworn to myself that I WILL NOT be one of those brides. That I WILL NOT go a psycho on the people that matter most. But I at times want to beat the crap out of a certain person for not getting my way.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I have pretty much planned everything, with help from my parents and friends and from my other half, but his refusal to wear a tux is driving me batty. I don't care if he doesn't want to wear a vest...he is gonna wear a damn tux!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that made me feel a bit better. I mean it is OUR day. Ok it’s mostly my day but he doesn't need to know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might have to start drinking…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theknot.com/?utm_source=ticker&amp;utm_medium=HTML&amp;utm_campaign=tickers"&gt;&lt;img src="http://global.theknot.com/tickers/tt72603.aspx" alt="Wedding Countdown Ticker" 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/6562666-7028762723431922797?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/7028762723431922797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=7028762723431922797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/7028762723431922797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/7028762723431922797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2010/04/next-time-we-elope.html' title='Next time, we elope.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-2631457375971212119</id><published>2010-01-09T19:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T19:23:33.507-06:00</updated><title type='text'>time....</title><content type='html'>Its amazing really. How fast time goes. I have been engaged for a year. i can't believe it myself sometimes. It doesn't seem that long. before you know it, it will be August.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-2631457375971212119?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/2631457375971212119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=2631457375971212119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/2631457375971212119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/2631457375971212119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2010/01/time.html' title='time....'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-1237249534104245110</id><published>2008-11-25T11:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T11:26:56.707-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated, Incorporated.</title><content type='html'>Wow, I haven't posted on here is almost a year! Well I guess that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back from Toronto almost 2 weeks ago now. I have come to the conclusion that I couldn’t live there. I am much better off in small town Saskatchewan, Hell I’m better off in the bush. WAY to many people than I’m use to. And I really don’t think I could handle that much public transit. Subways are scary. Ok, it wasn’t that bad, but I was waiting for the lights to flicker or something, and yeah I have probably watched one to many movies, but I was seriously thinking that there would be some crazy guy welding a knife around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the up side of things, I did go to the CN Tower, and the ROM (Royal Ontario Museum). I got to see a mummy, which I have never seen in person, and that was interesting. I took to many pictures, which isn’t a surprise coming from me. Cause I figure you can never take to many pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at work and it’s the same shit just a different day. Some days I love my job, I actually enjoy what I do. Then there are some days I just want to quit on the spot and say Fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;Not to eager to work till 10 on Friday, I would really like to know who’s bright idea it was at head office for the store to be open from 7am-10pm. All the shit will be gone at 10am, and all I will here is pissed off people telling me that we should have ordered more stuff, whether or not we actually had 300 or not of the particular thing that there are after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that it. I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-1237249534104245110?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/1237249534104245110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=1237249534104245110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/1237249534104245110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/1237249534104245110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2008/11/frustrated-incorporated.html' title='Frustrated, Incorporated.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-853791314361972398</id><published>2007-12-10T00:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T00:16:37.845-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Deck the halls and all that fun stuff...</title><content type='html'>So lately I have been feeling kind of blah...not sure why...Well I'm not sure if blah is the right word, Ancy is more like it. I feel like I'm running in circle, but getting no where fast. Hopefully the feeling will pass.&lt;br /&gt;Work as been uber busy....Rhonda and I have had some pretty crazy weekends to work....Its been stupid busy. Snow blower Guy aka The Plaid Knob has been ban from the store...ha ha ha....I'm not even gonna get into the story cause I will be dropping F-bombs juring the whole story...&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Shawn is done in Leader next weekend, so then he is off till May... The word around the water cooler is that we might be FINALLY moving into our own place, and not living in the basement....&lt;br /&gt;Currently I am trying to finish or start my Christmas Shopping... I don't know if I'm coming or going in that department.&lt;br /&gt;I bought the coolest dishes in the entire world! I have MOOSE dishes now... well they have more of a nature theme to them, but the creamer, sugar pot and the salt and pepper shakers are the best! The salt and pepper is a bear cub and a stump. The Sugar pot is a Bear, and for the best part....the creamer is a Moose! He spits out milk! its so cute!&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for now....gonna try and get some sleep, have a full day planned tomorrow, want to make some cookies, write out some Christmas cards, start and finish my ornaments, and help Mom put the lights outside....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch you Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-853791314361972398?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/853791314361972398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=853791314361972398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/853791314361972398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/853791314361972398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2007/12/deck-halls-and-all-that-fun-stuff.html' title='Deck the halls and all that fun stuff...'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-2306550743552968384</id><published>2007-09-30T13:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:41:58.349-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I was bored...</title><content type='html'>So I was bored....here is a dragon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/Rv__XvrOtkI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1txuyvXOekI/s1600-h/dragon1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/Rv__XvrOtkI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1txuyvXOekI/s320/dragon1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116088485116032578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-2306550743552968384?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/2306550743552968384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=2306550743552968384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/2306550743552968384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/2306550743552968384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-was-bored.html' title='I was bored...'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/Rv__XvrOtkI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1txuyvXOekI/s72-c/dragon1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-6875133080945811821</id><published>2007-09-07T21:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T21:48:11.285-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You and me goin' fishin' in the dark...</title><content type='html'>So....not much new here, Terry moved out. I'm going on holidays for a week, seriously looking forward to it, I need to get away from CTC, Y'town and well just need to relax....nothing like playing in the mud on the back of a quad to do that...&lt;br /&gt;I am surprisingly looking forward to going fishing. Maybe I'll actually catch something... &lt;br /&gt;Bought a new little digital camera the other day, I figure it would be good for going camping, plus then I don't always have to take my big camera every where.&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for now, gonna finish packing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-6875133080945811821?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/6875133080945811821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=6875133080945811821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/6875133080945811821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/6875133080945811821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-and-me-goin-fishin-in-dark.html' title='You and me goin&apos; fishin&apos; in the dark...'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-781487778639049894</id><published>2007-07-23T00:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T00:33:28.721-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If you smell...</title><content type='html'>I read this and it made me giggle… I’m not sure why…I think it was the toast thing…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is from : &lt;a href="http://torturedpotato.com/cheeseblog/"&gt;http://torturedpotato.com/cheeseblog/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Here, this is free. Go here and check your symptoms. Alternately, here are some tips I’ve accumulated over the years: pee after sex, never douche, stay away from too-tight knickers made of polyester, have safe sex, get treated for STDs immediately, wipe front to back and if you’re on antibiotics, take acidophilus (or eat yogurt - blech) to keep your healthy bacteria flourishing.&lt;br /&gt;If it’s not an infection and you itch, stop getting Brazilian waxes. &lt;br /&gt;If you smell like fish, see a doctor. &lt;br /&gt;If you smell like you, give yourself a hug.&lt;br /&gt;If you smell toast, it might be a stroke.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-781487778639049894?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/781487778639049894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=781487778639049894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/781487778639049894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/781487778639049894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2007/07/if-you-smell.html' title='If you smell...'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-8819126951157265093</id><published>2007-07-11T10:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T11:03:25.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>When in doubt, Mumble.</title><content type='html'>So I had a nice little mini holiday this past weekend. I had four days off which were nice. It was short but it was nice. Was busy helping my brother paint this camper for Craven. It should look pretty pimpin’ on the inside. The cabinet doors are black, and everything else is a dark grey. Maybe next year we will paint the outside. I dunno. Dad knocked out the living room wall. That was kinda weird, I remember when it looked like that when I was really little. So they are busy remodeling. Yesterday Shawn and I went to Regina. He had to run this course for work, did extremely well, so that’s good. Went and visited Rose and Marty. Can’t believe how big their little guy is getting. Would have liked to stay longer and to go visit Angela, but time was short so we didn’t get a chance. I really have to start making it to Regina more often. Went into the new Canadian Tire there. Makes our store look like the Stone Age. Wicked poverty. Nice new computers at every department, customer service had two tills and two flat screen computers. Heck even there phones at the tills were nicer.&lt;br /&gt;So now I got to get ready to go back to work…later gator.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-8819126951157265093?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/8819126951157265093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=8819126951157265093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/8819126951157265093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/8819126951157265093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2007/07/when-in-doubt-mumble.html' title='When in doubt, Mumble.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-8201247100125446025</id><published>2007-06-16T00:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T00:40:44.875-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do I feel so alone?</title><content type='html'>So I have come to the conclusion that I have wasted a good 5 and a half almost 6 years of my life. I am pretty much the same boring person I was when I was in high school. Let's face it, I don't have and close friends anymore...the only people I am close to is my family and Shawn's family. I don't know who's fault it is... if it is any ones fault really. I mean people change, move one, grow. &lt;br /&gt;I on the other hand, have not changed. I still technically live at home...I have never lived outside of the Melville - Yorkton district. I still have the same job since I got out of school.&lt;br /&gt;I think I just miss people that get it, people that understand what I'm thinking. I mean yeah I have Shawn, and he is great, but I don't know...I just need some chicks to hang out with, you know... &lt;br /&gt;Some days I would seriously just like to go away...not look back, just go. But I don't know if I'm scared of something or what...I can't. I have some strange fear of change or something. Fear of regret, or that the choices I have will come back to haunt me.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know, this is my typical feeling sorry for myself little rant...I have one of those every once and a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-8201247100125446025?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/8201247100125446025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=8201247100125446025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/8201247100125446025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/8201247100125446025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2007/06/why-do-i-feel-so-alone.html' title='Why do I feel so alone?'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-3907044826827753981</id><published>2007-06-12T23:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T23:12:58.174-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Celebrity Look-a-like</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage" title="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" alt="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/H/storage/site1/files/93/97/12/939712_52985455b7f664kdmvgh26.JPG" width="500" height="574" 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/6562666-3907044826827753981?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/3907044826827753981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=3907044826827753981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/3907044826827753981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/3907044826827753981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-celebrity-look-like.html' title='My Celebrity Look-a-like'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-4348167771175828994</id><published>2007-05-22T11:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T11:44:32.972-06:00</updated><title type='text'>same oldsong and dance...</title><content type='html'>What's, new? Not much. Shawn and I are going to North Battleford today, Shawn has a courtcase tommorrow, So since I have two days off at the same time I thought I would go with him.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Kitty had her babies the other day....Saturday morning I think...She had three little ones. A little black one, a dark grey Tabby, and one that is black and white, all very cute.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that nothing new here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-4348167771175828994?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/4348167771175828994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=4348167771175828994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/4348167771175828994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/4348167771175828994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2007/05/same-oldsong-and-dance.html' title='same oldsong and dance...'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-1308951087312579694</id><published>2007-04-16T00:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T00:19:31.173-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm keeping it short and sweet...</title><content type='html'>Well nothing new, been pretty quite around here. Finally able to download ring tones on my cell phone. Couldn’t get it to work before, but now I can download up a storm…well maybe if it was free I would.&lt;br /&gt;Truck is squeaking, somewhere in the front end, could be a number of things, hopefully it is just in need of some grease. Had full intentions on cleaning it, mainly because it is in dire need of a good cleaning and because the Radar Detector keeps coming off the windshield.&lt;br /&gt;Well that’s pretty much it…nothing interesting has happened…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-1308951087312579694?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/1308951087312579694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=1308951087312579694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/1308951087312579694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/1308951087312579694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-keeping-it-short-and-sweet.html' title='I&apos;m keeping it short and sweet...'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-8006940221673923193</id><published>2007-02-22T10:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:41:58.614-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you think it is bad luck when an owl hits the window?</title><content type='html'>So we had something very interesting hit the window last night. I have seen little birds hit the window, but we had an owl hit the living room window last night. Holy Crap, the bang was loud! I’m actually surprised that it didn’t break the window.&lt;br /&gt;So he knocked himself out (who wouldn’t be when flying into a window.) Shawn and I went rushing outside to see if he was dead or not. When we got to the front deck his eyes were open but he closed them shortly after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that he was dead, Shawn picked him up by the legs and took him into the house for everyone else to have a closer look at him. I guess the minute the warm air hit him he started to move around. So we took him back outside. Shawn set him on the deck and the owl fell over. But after a little bit he sat up in a little ball. Shawn picked him up so I could take a couple of pictures, the owl started to wake up so Shawn went to set him on the boat so nothing would attack him, and he flew right out of Shawn’s hands! His flight was a little wobbly but he made it to one of the trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning Shawn was going to go see if he was still alive in the tree, and the owl was perched on top of the shed. When I got up a couple of hours later, he was gone so it looks like he is going to live to see another night of hunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawn figures he was trying to catch one of the cats through the window, I think he probably got disorientated, who knows...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034402797501167666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/Rd3Kq8FKODI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TEc0HTCQBXA/s320/owl1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-8006940221673923193?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/8006940221673923193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=8006940221673923193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/8006940221673923193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/8006940221673923193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2007/02/do-you-think-it-is-bad-luck-when-owl.html' title='Do you think it is bad luck when an owl hits the window?'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/Rd3Kq8FKODI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TEc0HTCQBXA/s72-c/owl1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-9214630972380408922</id><published>2007-02-19T20:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T20:51:10.305-06:00</updated><title type='text'>That was an excellent dive, but how will the Russians score him?</title><content type='html'>So nothing new...kind of a weird week. Really somber at work since Thursday. Megan's sister killed herself and Megan and her mom found her. I feel so bad for Megan since her and her sister were fighting that night...So pretty much the last things said between them were in anger. I don't even want to know what's probably going through her head right now...so now we doubt that Megan will ever come back to work... I would totally understand if she never wanted to come back to Yorkton again. So Megan if you are reading this...Love you girl, hang in there...&lt;br /&gt;So in other news, the Blazer was written off, mom and dad are getting a Jimmy, pretty nice from what I seen of the pictures...I have the next two days off... unfortunately I have a bitch of a cold and I can breathe right... and I sound really bad...&lt;br /&gt;Went swimming yesterday with Shawn, Jason, Levi and Greg...it was entertaining watching Jason and Levi jump off the diving board.&lt;br /&gt;Snowarama was good...to those of you that sponsored me...you &lt;em&gt;ROCK&lt;/em&gt;!!! It was the highest total in the all of the 30 years that it has been going. Can't remember the exact total, but it was lots... I didn't win the sled &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:o(&lt;/span&gt; but that's OK, maybe next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-9214630972380408922?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/9214630972380408922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=9214630972380408922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/9214630972380408922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/9214630972380408922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2007/02/that-was-excellent-dive-but-how-will.html' title='That was an excellent dive, but how will the Russians score him?'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-4072684256431461390</id><published>2007-02-05T21:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T21:58:20.172-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The wheels on the truck go round and round....</title><content type='html'>Well I think my Blazer should be all good to go now for a little while. Put new plug and wires in last week Friday, and a new starter and water pump in on Saturday. And Some time in January Dad and Terry put my new gas tank in and put some new shocks in the back. Now pretty much all the needs to be looked at is the inner CV boots and we should be good to go now for a few Hundred more clicks.&lt;br /&gt;So we are still waiting to see what is happening with Mom and Dad's Blazer, apparently there is about $4100 worth of damage from the deer. I really hope they don't write it off, its a nice truck to drive and the rest is still in pretty good shape. Just need a new grill headlight on the passenger side and fender.&lt;br /&gt;So Shawn and I celebrated our 4 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;anniversary&lt;/span&gt; yesterday, did pretty much the same thing we do every day...sit and watch T.V. together. The only thing different with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;anniversary&lt;/span&gt; is that we actually spent it together. Now that Shawn is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; done school (got the degree and everything.)&lt;br /&gt;Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; it for now, I'm gonna go put something warm on...its like -30 outside!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-4072684256431461390?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/4072684256431461390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=4072684256431461390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/4072684256431461390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/4072684256431461390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2007/02/wheels-on-truck-go-round-and-round.html' title='The wheels on the truck go round and round....'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-8932676148076228338</id><published>2006-12-22T12:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T12:51:11.029-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Santa, I can explain…</title><content type='html'>Tis’ Christmas Season once again. Nothing new here, Grandma come tomorrow, we have to go pick her up at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;Shawn and I are spending Christmas all over the place, Starting on Sunday, at his grandma’s for supper, then here for the night. We will then open presents here and trek back to town for supper at his mom and dad’s. I then get the pleasure of working on Boxing Day…. lucky me… hopefully I’ll be on lunch when it starts to get stupid. I’m almost done the Christmas shopping, just need the stocking stuffers, and then I’m done. Well sort of. I can always pick up something in Regina tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well people, here it is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Holiday, and all the best in 2007! See ya next year!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-8932676148076228338?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/8932676148076228338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=8932676148076228338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/8932676148076228338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/8932676148076228338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2006/12/dear-santa-i-can-explain.html' title='Dear Santa, I can explain…'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-116378541211009152</id><published>2006-11-17T11:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T11:45:07.583-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Eye Can C...</title><content type='html'>So not much is new, got new glasses yesterday. I didn’t realize how bad my eyes were getting. So since I had to pay for everything this time I went with budget models instead of the designer frames like I usually go with. My new one look a lot like my old ones only they don’t have the bottom of the frame. So since they probably won’t bounce back into shape if stepped on I have to make a point of not taking them off and setting them on the floor. (Last time  Shawn accidentally stepped on my glasses, so for like the past 6 months they were kinda crocked…)I got prescription sunglasses too…If I would have picked the designer frames it would have costed me the same as my two pairs of glasses…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-116378541211009152?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/116378541211009152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=116378541211009152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/116378541211009152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/116378541211009152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2006/11/eye-can-c.html' title='Eye Can C...'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-116248932649879371</id><published>2006-11-02T11:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T12:48:43.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or tr ... whoa, cool pumpkin!</title><content type='html'>So…whets new, what’s new? Not that much. Was extremely sick Saturday…. I was seriously fucked up. I think the last time I was that sick I was a little kid…I woke up at 2 in the morning to my gut gurgling, thinking it was the damn greasy assed pizza I had for supper. Even though deep down I knew it was that damn flu that everyone else in my family had. So I kept Shawn up even though he had to work at 6 am I felt uber bad about that. I didn’t leave the comfort of the air mattress except to either puke my brains out or whatever else had to leave my body. (You get the picture with out giving you all the gory details. All I have to say is Pizza tastes the same going down as it does coming up.)&lt;br /&gt;Halloween was good; Shawn carved a pretty damn cool pumpkin for work. It turned out very well. I carved four different ones; Shawn gutted them while I was on my deathbed on Saturday. So on Sunday when I was feeling better we carved them…I personally like my little white pumpkin, he looked cute and evil at the same time. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1970/360/320/pumpkins1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I carved an Owl face in one, one with Super Mario's face and I carved one at home that has a little evil face. Shawn carved a pumpkin that was puking; He said it was the Tanya pumpkin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-116248932649879371?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/116248932649879371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=116248932649879371' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/116248932649879371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/116248932649879371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2006/11/trick-or-tr-whoa-cool-pumpkin.html' title='Trick or tr ... whoa, cool pumpkin!'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-115990048422181531</id><published>2006-10-03T12:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T16:54:38.306-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Well he must love me....</title><content type='html'>So Terry traded the little yellow car, for a little red one. Pretty much the same car only a year newer and a model up from his. Fast little car. Its a nice car, but it isn't yellow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawn left for Moose hunting on Saturday. Shawn came to work to ask me if for my truck keys because he left a coyote call in there when he was duck hunting at my house, not thinking anything of it I handed him my keys. He came back in and said it wasn't in there. So he left I told him to have good time hunting and to be careful. So after my shift I went out to truck to find.... Three Roses in a bottle of water.... big jerk.... he wasn't looking for no coyote call...they are very pretty, I have them in a milk bottle on top of the T.V.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="270" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1970/360/320/roses.jpg" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have killed Robert yesterday. Heith was asking him about the digital camera that mom has, and I told Heith that it was a good camera and that it was easy to use and an all around good camera. Heith is like ok, I’ll buy it, but what kind of memory cards does it take? So I told him that it need the little SD ones and he said that he has one at home so he is all happy. Then Robert chimes in that oh no it doesn’t take those ones it takes some other kind that we don’t have. I said I have this camera it takes these ones. Robert kept telling me I was wrong, so I finally got pissed off and said, “Yeah, I have the camera but I’m wrong I don’t know what I’m talking about.” And walked away.A little while later, Robert went to Heith all sheepishly and said that I was right about the memory card. Heith told him that he should come and apologize to me because I was VERY PISSED OFF, but he never said anything to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for now, catch you all later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-115990048422181531?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/115990048422181531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=115990048422181531' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/115990048422181531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/115990048422181531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2006/10/well-he-must-love-me.html' title='Well he must love me....'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-115895053373209025</id><published>2006-09-22T12:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T12:49:04.386-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do vacations seem to fly by so fast?</title><content type='html'>Well I'm back from holidays, much to my disappointment. Those two weeks were just to damn short!&lt;br /&gt; Camping was good, we had really beautiful weather, the last two days were on the cool side but that's ok, we went quading, and my insulated chest waders were a little on the hot side.&lt;br /&gt; The States were ok, spent money on stuff I didn't need, but that’s ok. We went to Spirit lake Casino and Resort the first night, that’s in North Dakota. Then to Grand Forks N.D. and East Grand Forks Minnesota. After that we went to Fargo N.D. then Bismarck and Minot. So we pretty much made a big circle.&lt;br /&gt; So I'm training some new girls on cash. I find it amusing that they are leaving these impressionable minds with me... I feel like such a fossil. I find it sad, like last night, Trevor and me were the only people working that were there longer than 6 months. So Next month on the 23rd, I will be there for 5 years.... some should buy me a cake that says" Thanks for being a sucker for the past 5 years, how about a few more?" or something like that.&lt;br /&gt; But speaking of work I have to go get some food so I can get ready.&lt;br /&gt; Later people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-115895053373209025?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/115895053373209025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=115895053373209025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/115895053373209025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/115895053373209025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2006/09/why-do-vacations-seem-to-fly-by-so.html' title='Why do vacations seem to fly by so fast?'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-115720893388542545</id><published>2006-09-02T08:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T08:55:33.926-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Holidays have officially started...Where's my Margarita?</title><content type='html'>So Yeah, My Holidays are officially started! I have so much packing to do and don't know where to start... I have to find all my "camping clothes" and other camping stuff; so far all I have packed is my chest waders and sleeping bag. The only reason that I have these already is because the chest waders are already at Shawn's in the boat and my sleeping bag was easy to find.&lt;br /&gt;I have to pack for the States too, but I will just kinda lay out what I want to take and go from there.&lt;br /&gt;Well I got to start on this packing...Have fun people with whatever you are doing...See you in Two weeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-115720893388542545?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/115720893388542545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=115720893388542545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/115720893388542545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/115720893388542545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-holidays-have-officially.html' title='My Holidays have officially started...Where&apos;s my Margarita?'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-115549897403930238</id><published>2006-08-13T13:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T22:15:21.783-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair today, gone tomorrow.....</title><content type='html'>Well, what's new? Nothing really. Mom and Dad left for B.C. today, they called from Dog River a.k.a Rouleau... They thought it was pretty cool. It's good for them to get away.  I am looking forward to my holidays that won't come soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;Yorkton had a hell of a storm on Thursday night. I have never seen weather like that, it got so dark. Broadway flooded. I couldn't believe that the street had a current. Mac Donald's was flooded pretty bad; if you watched the local news they showed it like three times. There was lots of hail too, it sounded crazy on the metal roof at work. The wind was so strong we had to have someone hold the doors shut, because the wind just kept blowing them open. We didn't get that much at home, although there was a power pole that got struck by lighting across the road so we were out of power for three hours.&lt;br /&gt;I cut my hair off yesterday. I needed something new. Shorter that what I expected but hey, It will grow out of I don't like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-115549897403930238?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/115549897403930238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=115549897403930238' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/115549897403930238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/115549897403930238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2006/08/hair-today-gone-tomorrow.html' title='Hair today, gone tomorrow.....'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-115423649243865139</id><published>2006-07-29T23:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T23:15:52.203-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You can check-out anytime you like, But you can never leave</title><content type='html'>I was bored today so I started looking up song meanings. I thought an interesting one would be "&lt;em&gt;Hotel California&lt;/em&gt;" by &lt;em&gt;The Eagles&lt;/em&gt;. Boy did I pick one! I have never heard so many off the wall meaning in my life. So people actually believe it is about a satanic church. Personally I always thought it was about what every classic rock song is about...Drugs. When in reality it is about the whole culture of the rock industry in the late 60's early 70's. Just listen to the last line of he song, '&lt;em&gt;you can check-out any time you like, but you can never leave&lt;/em&gt;.' Think about it, you take drugs to escape reality...but you can't actually leave it you will eventually come back to it.&lt;br /&gt;Some different places said that the place where they shot the pictures for the album cover was haunted; other said that the hotel is the Church of Satan and the guy that started the church is seen in the window. Pretty much someone out there has a pretty active imagination.&lt;br /&gt;I found this on one site and it made me laugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&gt;I always thought it was about drugs. But that's the beauty of art; it can be whatever you want it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Pink ponies flowing in chocolate milk to the sound of Jimi Hendrix while CIA agents dance in too-toos around a tye-dye colored bonfire which produces a magical genie that gives you moon pies no matter what you ask for. That’s what the song means to me ... I just saw an opportunity to write some weird stuff and I took it :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-115423649243865139?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/115423649243865139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=115423649243865139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/115423649243865139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/115423649243865139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-can-check-out-anytime-you-like-but.html' title='You can check-out anytime you like, But you can never leave'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-115350598388124384</id><published>2006-07-21T11:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T12:21:44.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ewwwww..........</title><content type='html'>Well I just had a very disturbing incident. I was on the computer, minding my own business. Someone came for mail so I got up and went, when I came back to the computer, laying in the middle of the kitchen was the have eaten corpse of a gopher/ground squirrel. It was not there moments before. I am the only one in the house other than the three cats. There is no doors open for them to go outside at their leisure, so I am now wondering how in the hell this poor dead gopher got in the house, and how exactly it ended up in my kitchen. And I’m scared/curious as to where the rest of its body is or where it will show up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-115350598388124384?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/115350598388124384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=115350598388124384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/115350598388124384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/115350598388124384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2006/07/ewwwww.html' title='Ewwwww..........'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-115107629559763216</id><published>2006-06-23T09:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T21:20:22.370-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Money is the root to all evil...its even worst when you don't have any.</title><content type='html'>Well, what's new? Not very much. I went and did something stupid last night. Went and look at a truck I can't afford but really want. It is exactly what I was looking for too. To bad they have it priced WAY to high for the year that it is. For a 1999 you would think it would be a little cheaper, hell, it doesn't even have a CD player in it.&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Shawn comes home on Sunday.Not sure what we will do next week, perhaps go fishing or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-115107629559763216?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/115107629559763216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=115107629559763216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/115107629559763216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/115107629559763216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2006/06/money-is-root-to-all-evilits-even.html' title='Money is the root to all evil...its even worst when you don&apos;t have any.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-114677046097185835</id><published>2006-05-04T13:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T19:03:43.006-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In the words of The Guess Who “Seasons change and so did I”</title><content type='html'>I do most of my thinking when I’m driving.  So this morning I came to the conclusion that things change even if you don’t pay attention. Yesterday I realized that Saskatchewan has some of the moodiest weather I have ever seen. Yesterday it started snowing…or at lest it was trying. It was mostly rain. Have you ever noticed how bright new leaves look on a tree that is wet? I never noticed the bright green before. When you are uses to seeing the bare branches all winter it looks odd at first to see new life swaying in the breeze. Today looks really nice and sunny, still very cool outside from yesterday’s little mood swing, but things are looking up.&lt;br /&gt;Shawn heads to his new job on Sunday sometime, I don’t have to work so that should be interesting…I wonder if I will start balling. I haven’t done that for a while. I use to cry my eyes out when he would leave to go to school or when he started his new job. Its funny how things change like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-114677046097185835?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/114677046097185835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=114677046097185835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/114677046097185835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/114677046097185835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2006/05/in-words-of-guess-who-seasons-change.html' title='In the words of The Guess Who “Seasons change and so did I”'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-114564636850138253</id><published>2006-04-21T13:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T14:45:01.866-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Does it look like I wanted a new one?</title><content type='html'>So not much is new, Shawn is home till May 8th then he is in Elbow. It doesn’t look like I’m going with him. I didn’t get any job offer as of yet.&lt;br /&gt;Easter was good. Tuesday kinda sucked. I had a not so pleasant surprise when Shawn and I went to come home. Apparently on Monday night someone decided that I need a new windshield and smashed my old one with a baseball bat. It had snowed Monday night so we didn’t notice the damage till we got in the Blazer. How lovely…$220.00 later I have a new windshield. I just finished cleaning out the little shards of glass that did not want to leave the safety of the driver’s seat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-114564636850138253?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/114564636850138253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=114564636850138253' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/114564636850138253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/114564636850138253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2006/04/does-it-look-like-i-wanted-new-one.html' title='Does it look like I wanted a new one?'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-114243908236987314</id><published>2006-03-15T10:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T10:11:22.380-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I’m just plain tired</title><content type='html'>Gee…What has happened in a course of a month? Not much. Shawn has come and gone, he didn’t win the trip to Phoenix, oh well, maybe some other time we will go.&lt;br /&gt;Terry got his car back, all fixed up and almost like new.&lt;br /&gt;I read a really good book over the weekend. “What’s eating Gilbert Grape” by Peter Hedges. I was surprised at how close the movie was to the book. The only thing I was disappointed with was the lack of an ending. I don’t know; I was expecting there to be more then the house burning. I found the book to give a more in-depth character to Gilbert then what the movie did. Not that Johnny Depp didn’t do a good job, but it got more into his head. I also realize that Arnie is better characterized in the movie then in pages. I dunno just my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;Oh I added some new links…&lt;br /&gt;Other than that nothing new, don’t have to work today. I work in Customer Service by myself on Sunday. I’m sure if I don’t quite that day I should be pretty close. I will most likely have a nervous breakdown.&lt;br /&gt;I’m starting to analyze everything lately. I have realized that I have done NOTHING with my life in the past five years and I think it is finally starting to get to me. I feel so far in a rut I don’t know how to get out. I’m tired of being everyone’s fallback friend and only come to me when they want something. I’m also tired of being someone’s shadow. In the words of Tabitha’s Secret “I’m just plain tired”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-114243908236987314?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/114243908236987314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=114243908236987314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/114243908236987314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/114243908236987314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-just-plain-tired.html' title='I’m just plain tired'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-113952034885346201</id><published>2006-02-09T15:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T15:36:43.906-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We're gonna party till we're purple...I like being purple...</title><content type='html'>So I am snowed in...I can't leave the yard even though I tried. The drift was up to my waist. Called in so I don't have to work today. Was joking around yesterday that I was gonna call in sick...guess this is the closest thing to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Terry still has to see if they are writing off his little yellow car. On Friday he smucked a deer, and being the caring big sister that I am, had to go pick him up. It was sad to see that the cross-eyed little car only had one eye left. I found it amazing that of all the little bits and pieces of his car that were on the highway the signal light was still intact. It is now sitting in the Blazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawn is home next week Friday sometime....looking forward to that. To bad it’s only like four days I see him cause he is going up north snowmobiling. Almost have enough for Snowarama. Need like 40 more dollars to ride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-113952034885346201?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/113952034885346201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=113952034885346201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/113952034885346201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/113952034885346201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2006/02/were-gonna-party-till-were-purplei.html' title='We&apos;re gonna party till we&apos;re purple...I like being purple...'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-113880894580527112</id><published>2006-02-01T09:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T09:49:05.850-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A momentary laps of reason....</title><content type='html'>So I changed the title of my blog again. Why I don't know just something to do. I also added another link.&lt;br /&gt;So it is rumored that I guy I went to school with, apparently died yesterday. Don't have all the details so not exactly sure how he died. Personally I don't really know how to react to the whole thing. I have not seen nor talked to guy since probably one of my grade 12 classes. So I'm not upset but in the back of my mind it still kinda bothers me, and I'm not sure why.&lt;br /&gt;That’s kinda how I feel about Rhonda's son going to Afghanistan. I feel bad for Rhonda cause she is really taking it hard and I can imagine why, but it was his choice to go, he could have stayed here and finished school ...but he didn't.&lt;br /&gt;Some times stuff like that really makes a person sit down and think...makes a person see the whole picture. I dunno that could just be me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-113880894580527112?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/113880894580527112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=113880894580527112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/113880894580527112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/113880894580527112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2006/02/momentary-laps-of-reason.html' title='A momentary laps of reason....'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-113777253593840036</id><published>2006-01-20T09:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T09:55:35.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Some people without brains do an awful lot of talking don't they...</title><content type='html'>Well what is new…not much around here. Same old dance routine. I have taken up the art of Crochet. Interesting I know, but one day I just decided I would like to learn how. The trickiest part is the fact that mom tried to teach me and she is right handed and I’m a lefty. So that was somewhat entertaining in itself.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that nothing new….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-113777253593840036?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/113777253593840036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=113777253593840036' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/113777253593840036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/113777253593840036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2006/01/some-people-without-brains-do-awful.html' title='Some people without brains do an awful lot of talking don&apos;t they...'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-113536734144803729</id><published>2005-12-23T13:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T13:49:01.456-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Insert your preferred seasonal greeting of love and good will here.</title><content type='html'>So Christmas is here as of tomorrow and well I'm kinda glad. Shawn is home so that is great, however I have only spent like one semi full day with him. Kinda have a cold or flu or some other crazy disease. I hope it will retreat soon.&lt;br /&gt;All done the shopping, even the stocking stuffers. I am actually really looking forward to Christmas, maybe in some ways just to remember what it is like to be a kid. Christmas always does that to me. I secretly hope no one is disappointed by their gifts I tried my hardest to get something for everyone that they would like. And Angela, sorry I didn't decorate the tree for you.&lt;br /&gt;But that’s about it, so Happy Holidays everyone out there in Internet land. Hope you get to spend it with family and friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-113536734144803729?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/113536734144803729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=113536734144803729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/113536734144803729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/113536734144803729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/12/insert-your-preferred-seasonal.html' title='Insert your preferred seasonal greeting of love and good will here.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-113466782044134554</id><published>2005-12-15T11:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T11:30:20.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A magpie is just a crow with a wardrobe consultant</title><content type='html'>So there is only 10 day left for Christmas Shopping, and only 6 more days till Shawn comes home. I am pretty much finished my Shopping. I just have to get something for Shawn's parents and then I'm pretty much done.&lt;br /&gt;I plan on finishing my snow globe today and finish my Partridge in a pear tree by Saturday. Mom got me the wrong birds so now I could techinquely do the second day of Christmas with two turtle doves...&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, is blowing pretty good out side, there is a complete snowdrift around my car.... it is kind of depressing, poor car. The up side is that it officially belongs to me now. The loan is all paid. Hurray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-113466782044134554?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/113466782044134554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=113466782044134554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/113466782044134554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/113466782044134554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/12/magpie-is-just-crow-with-wardrobe.html' title='A magpie is just a crow with a wardrobe consultant'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-113233163313220752</id><published>2005-11-18T10:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T10:33:53.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A squirrel is just a rat with a better wardrobe.</title><content type='html'>Not much new here. Found a home for the little kitties, the couple took all four so they will be together, I'm happy about that. Weezer brought home a new girlfriend so chances are there will be new kittens in the spring.&lt;br /&gt;Got a raise, not a big one, but its better then nothing I guess.&lt;br /&gt;I kind of started Christmas Shopping. Not sure what to get some people, mom is one of them. I have &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt; clue what to get her, or for dad either. They can be so hard to shop for. All dad said he wanted was car parts. But he didn't say what kind of car parts. Shawn is done, and everything is wrapped. That’s kind of making me feel guilty cause I have barely started.&lt;br /&gt;I also have no clue what to get Leigh-Anne. Terry said get her whatever; I don't know what whatever is! I came up with an idea but I’m not sure she will like it so I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that’s it nothing to great, Shawn comes home in 32 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-113233163313220752?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/113233163313220752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=113233163313220752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/113233163313220752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/113233163313220752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/11/squirrel-is-just-rat-with-better.html' title='A squirrel is just a rat with a better wardrobe.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-113104712234584112</id><published>2005-11-03T13:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T13:45:22.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Well that is just insane Troll logic...</title><content type='html'>So as you can see, I changed the layout of my blog yet again. It seems I get bored rather fast.&lt;br /&gt;So I managed to make my candle for Shawn today. I turned out pretty good. Hopefully it won't explode or something when he goes to light it. I had to modify it slightly from the original plans, because I couldn't find a place in town that sold wicks. I am starting to think I'm gonna have to open a craft store in the town so I can make stuff. There is nothing in that town for crafts, what little selection Wal-Mart has is kind of pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Got some snow yesterday. It all pretty much melted. Poor little Gus Gus got locked out of the shop yesterday and was stuck in the snow for the first time. I went to go feed the little guffers and he was by the back door just a crying. He was more than happy to go back in the Shop with the other little kitties.Well I guess I better get ready for work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-113104712234584112?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/113104712234584112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=113104712234584112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/113104712234584112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/113104712234584112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/11/well-that-is-just-insane-troll-logic.html' title='Well that is just insane Troll logic...'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-113034389219210002</id><published>2005-10-26T10:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T10:24:52.200-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep down inside, all people are good. But it's hard to get throught the ribs to the taste part.</title><content type='html'>So I am officially out of holidays for this year. I came home from Lethbridge on Saturday night at around mid-night. It was nice to be home but I realized that I kinda liked it up there. As my mom puts it I was pulling the little miss Suzie homemaker gig. I cooked a turkey and was being a total housewife and I enjoyed it! That part kinda scared me a little. I was doing a lot of stuff up there that I don't do at home, for example, I swept and washed the floor, did dishes every day and did laundry. I also like the part that if I was to move up there all I would have to do is transfer to the store across the street and I wouldn't have to get up two hours before my shift just to drive to work.&lt;br /&gt;So now I have 4-orphaned kittens to tend to. Momma kitty got hit on the highway on Saturday afternoon. I was so not expecting that. Weezer has been watching them on and off which is cool, cause I didn’t know male cat looked after the little ones. Tarzan is now pulling his littlest hobo routine again, cause he was let out on Saturday before I came home and he hasn’t been back yet.There was a tiny bonus to me working on Sunday, they have this weekend warrior thing at work that if you worked on the weekend your names gets drawn for a 25 dollar gift card, his weekend I got the gift card, so it wasn’t to bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-113034389219210002?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/113034389219210002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=113034389219210002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/113034389219210002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/113034389219210002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/10/deep-down-inside-all-people-are-good.html' title='Deep down inside, all people are good. But it&apos;s hard to get throught the ribs to the taste part.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-112862663232825972</id><published>2005-10-11T16:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T16:31:57.163-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Those who throw stuff at the crocodiles will be asked to retrieve them.</title><content type='html'>So I'm posting some pictures from my travels. Nothing from camping just from the States. Click on the blog title to go take a look.&lt;br /&gt;I hopefully will be going to Lethbridge. I hope to be leaving on Saturday. I'm planning on making a turkey. Hopefully that plan won't go sour. I have to see if I am getting the time off. Of course that schedule isn't up yet. I am hoping to get some Christmas shopping done, and just general shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Rose sent me some pictures of her little guy. Boy is he ever cute. Christal's little guy got out of surgery on Tuesday. At lest they finally found out what was wrong with him. Hopefully he will be ok.&lt;br /&gt;I worked all weekend. It was super busy on Sunday. Yesterday was really quite. Wasn't as crazy as I was expecting it too be.&lt;br /&gt;So nothing new here, found a home for the two little orange kitties. Now just find a home for the other four.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-112862663232825972?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.worldisround.com/articles/225134/index.html' title='Those who throw stuff at the crocodiles will be asked to retrieve them.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/112862663232825972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=112862663232825972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/112862663232825972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/112862663232825972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/10/those-who-throw-stuff-at-crocodiles.html' title='Those who throw stuff at the crocodiles will be asked to retrieve them.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-112679780937480771</id><published>2005-09-15T09:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T09:23:29.380-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Hoildays</title><content type='html'>So I’m back from holidays. It just wasn’t long enough. I took lots of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;The First week we were up at Townsend Lake camping. I really don’t consider it camping because we were in a cabin. It was nice the day it rained, but I missed sleeping in the tent. It just felt more like roughing it.&lt;br /&gt;Last week we were in North Dakota. That was fun. We went to Cabela’s in East Grand Forks, Minnesota. That store was absolutely amazing, all the animal mountings. They had this big mountain with animals all the way down. There were mountain goats at the top, a polar bear, cougars, caribou, deer, raccoons, a badger, wild turkeys, a grizzly bear, and at the very front of the display three was two moose fighting. There was a waterfall and river on the mountain and the river had a little dam with a beaver beside it and there was fish in the river. At the cash registers, they had ducks in little scenes.&lt;br /&gt;On the walls there was all kinds of fish mounted, and there was scenes that looked like they were swimming. There was also this octagon tank that had a bunch of different fish that are native to the East Grant Forks area. Amazing, that’s all I can say. I took two disposable cameras worth of pictures there.&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Minot zoo. That was awesome. I took lots of pictures there too. I decided that I want an otter as a pet. Cause it would be fun to swim with those guys. There make doing laps look easy. Or maybe a penguin, cause everyone one likes a sharp dresser.&lt;br /&gt;            So now Shawn is on field trips and such I think he is back tonight for two days then he is going to the States till the 25th with more field trips. I haven’t talked to him since he went back.&lt;br /&gt;            Back at work now, got al new tills, it’s about time. Still got to get uses to the keyboard. I think the old one was more organized. This one just seems all jumbled together. The screen is a lot bigger too, makes me feel shorter than I already am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-112679780937480771?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/112679780937480771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=112679780937480771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/112679780937480771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/112679780937480771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/09/back-from-hoildays.html' title='Back from Hoildays'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-112490792585318804</id><published>2005-08-24T12:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T12:25:25.860-06:00</updated><title type='text'>There is nothing funny about a one-eyed bunny</title><content type='html'>So only three more working days till I’m on holiday, I can't wait. I will be gone for 2 weeks and it will be a blast. We are camping for a week and then we unfortunately have to take Shawn back to Lethbridge. But on the up side we are going to the States so that should be interesting, never left the country before.&lt;br /&gt;We have new batch of kittens in the yard. Momma Kitty popped out six little kitties yesterday. When I was leaving for town I noticed that she was in the doghouse so I went to investigate and sure enough she popped. I could only see three at the time, when I got home mom and I went and looked and there were five. This morning when I went to give her some warm milk, I counted six little heads. Two are orange, two are gray striped and look like Weezer, one is black and looks like Casey and the last one from would I could see was multi-colored. Momma Kitty was busy.&lt;br /&gt;Tarzan is still missing, hopefully he will come back. I miss having him around so does Casey, cause she sleeps all day and before all she would do was play will Tarzan.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that’s about it for now...nothing else is new.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-112490792585318804?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/112490792585318804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=112490792585318804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/112490792585318804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/112490792585318804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/08/there-is-nothing-funny-about-one-eyed.html' title='There is nothing funny about a one-eyed bunny'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-112387615292243559</id><published>2005-08-12T13:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T13:49:12.930-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Once a smurf lover,always a smurf lover...</title><content type='html'>Not much new, Shawn went back to Battleford for only two more weeks. Then he is back to Lethbridge in 4 weeks. On the up side of things I go on holidays starting the 28th I will be at Townsend Lake, which is always a blast...except for the eye poked by stick thing, perhaps that won't happen again.&lt;br /&gt;Went garage saleing with Mom and Shawn yesterday, that was entertaining. I figure that is the one true way to find Smurf stuff. I end up with a smurf puzzle and smurf toboggan. The puzzle is missing one piece but it’s not in the middle of the picture so no big deal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-112387615292243559?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/112387615292243559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=112387615292243559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/112387615292243559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/112387615292243559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/08/once-smurf-loveralways-smurf-lover.html' title='Once a smurf lover,always a smurf lover...'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-112310480955636814</id><published>2005-08-03T15:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T15:33:29.563-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who has a picture on a Jones bottle...</title><content type='html'>Well I got some good news, all those pictures I had been sending to Jones Soda Co. has finally paid off. That’s right people; I got a picture on a bottle! I would have personally picked a different picture, but hey one of them made it on, how cool is that? So keep your eyes peeled!&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Shawn comes home on Sunday. I think for a whole week, can’t wait. He's in Saskatoon today to be fitted for a bulletproof vest for next year. Which makes me feel better, cause the one he has now doesn't look like it would stop much.&lt;br /&gt;I bought a Magic Bullet on the weekend, damn is that think ever cool. It actually works as well as on T.V.&lt;br /&gt;My cousin had a little boy last week Wednesday, now Kassie will have a little brother to play with.&lt;br /&gt;But that is all that is new...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-112310480955636814?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/112310480955636814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=112310480955636814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/112310480955636814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/112310480955636814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/08/guess-who-has-picture-on-jones-bottle.html' title='Guess who has a picture on a Jones bottle...'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-112157431423628447</id><published>2005-07-16T22:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T22:25:14.240-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The cat came back...a month and a half later...he didn't know the song apparently</title><content type='html'>Well I have some really great news, Tarzan came home! We were watching a movie and he jumped up in the window, at first we weren't sure it was him, but we could tell by the crooked tail that it was him. And when Mom called his name he came running to the house. The bad part is, because Casey is in the house now, we can't let him back in, because dad doesn't want three cats in the house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-112157431423628447?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/112157431423628447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=112157431423628447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/112157431423628447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/112157431423628447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/07/cat-came-backa-month-and-half-laterhe.html' title='The cat came back...a month and a half later...he didn&apos;t know the song apparently'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-112075066816174264</id><published>2005-07-07T09:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T09:37:48.166-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Big wheels keep on turning....</title><content type='html'>So I leave tonight to go to North Battleford. The longest stop is in Saskatoon for about 20 minutes.  So Shawn is coming to pick me up at 7:30 tomorrow morning, so this is my mini holiday. I am suppose to get four days off because I worked the long weekend and that was the deal, but as it sits right now, I have to work on Monday. I'm really hoping the she just forgot when she made the schedule. Because if she says no, I'm gonna be royally pissed.&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad are in Ontario right now, Grandma was quite surprised that they were there; she didn't know that they were coming. So they should be home around the same time as Shawn goes back.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, for the moose Angela, he is really cute, like the eyes! :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-112075066816174264?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/112075066816174264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=112075066816174264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/112075066816174264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/112075066816174264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/07/big-wheels-keep-on-turning.html' title='Big wheels keep on turning....'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-111988754595881786</id><published>2005-06-27T09:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T09:52:25.963-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The wheels on the bus go round and round......</title><content type='html'>So I am planning my first big trip of the summer, so its not going to be super big nor very far but it is a start. Shawn has been bugging me to go visit him, and I decided that the weekend after long should be good. I was going to drive but I have decided that driving in Saskatoon is not a good idea. I won't drive in Regina so I don't know what made me think I could drive in Saskatoon.&lt;br /&gt;I plan on taking the bus and returning with Shawn on Sunday, which will give me 6 days with him, as apposed to only two, three tops.&lt;br /&gt; This will be an awesome plan as long as everything works out on the P.O. front, if mom and Dad plan on going to Ontario on the long weekend then I can't leave till late and that means a one hour layover in Saskatoon...not cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-111988754595881786?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/111988754595881786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=111988754595881786' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/111988754595881786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/111988754595881786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/06/wheels-on-bus-go-round-and-round.html' title='The wheels on the bus go round and round......'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-111954285607781167</id><published>2005-06-23T10:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T10:07:36.083-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The cutest kitten has the sharpest claws...</title><content type='html'>So not much is new here.  Tarzan has still not returned, which is sad, because I miss him. He was and is a good cat. Casey (K.C.) is now in the house, and is a little evil monster, the other morning I was wakened by Sharp little claws and razor teeth in my foot. I think I would have preferred the alarm clock.&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad for Momma Kitty because she seems to think all of her babies are in the house, only because when I took the other babies to town with me, Shawn brought them in the house first to put them in the basket. So now Momma Kitty had been bringing offerings of dead mice in exchange for her babies back. Last night at around 3 am I was woken up by Momma Kitty meowing through an open window at Casey, and Casey just sat there like, 'Hi, Mom!'&lt;br /&gt;Dusty is finally starting to warm up to Casey, a lot faster than she did with Tarzan. The actually eat side by side, which NEVER happened with her and Tarzan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-111954285607781167?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/111954285607781167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=111954285607781167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/111954285607781167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/111954285607781167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/06/cutest-kitten-has-sharpest-claws.html' title='The cutest kitten has the sharpest claws...'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-111859681868551591</id><published>2005-06-12T11:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T11:20:18.690-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One by one, the garden gnomes steal my sanity</title><content type='html'>So I have the Weekend off which is nice. Shawn will be home in about an hour, so that is also nice.&lt;br /&gt;The really crappy thing is Tarzan is missing, he's been gone since Thursday afternoon, when some bag that came for mail let him out. Instead of trying to stop him, or at lest asking if he could go out she is like 'Oh, your cat is out.' At the time I didn’t make a big deal out of it cause he usually comes home in the evening and usually stays close to the yard, but he didn't come in and he is no where to be found. I spent most of yesterday looking for him, now I am coved in mosquito bites, probably wood ticks and scratched up legs from walking in the field behind us.&lt;br /&gt;I really hope he comes home.&lt;br /&gt;I was babysitting on Friday, which was amusing. Ashley decided that she was only going to eat cookies, so I had to hide them on her.  I had fun doing her hair though. Surprisingly for a two-year old she sat amazingly still. She enjoyed feeding the kitties outside, although I think most of it stuck to her hand.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that nothing new. If anyone has seen Tarzan let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-111859681868551591?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/111859681868551591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=111859681868551591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/111859681868551591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/111859681868551591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/06/one-by-one-garden-gnomes-steal-my.html' title='One by one, the garden gnomes steal my sanity'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-111765154131084057</id><published>2005-06-01T12:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T12:45:42.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The adventures of Flat Stanley and other things</title><content type='html'>Not much new here. If anyone wants a kitty I have two that need a home. They’re both fuzzy, one is a calico and the other is a male that is black and gray. The little orange one is snow checked, in other words it has a home picked out I just have to litter train.&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Shawn was home last week for a few days after the long weekend. It was nice he was home from Monday night till Saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;We have a visitor from Ontario right now, Flat Stanley. I'm sure everyone is thinking what the hell is she talking about. But Flat Stanley is a little man that was flatted by a bulletin board now travels by mail to go on an adventure, and my cousin that is in grade two sent him here for an adventure. I’d really like to know why we never got to do cool projects like that when I was in grade two. All he had to do is draw Flat Stanley and I have to write the story for him.&lt;br /&gt;I had to break down and by a new watch. I was so not a happy camper. I really liked my old one. I miss it. The winder broke off and I took it to get fixed and the guy told me it would be cheaper to go buy a new one. I told him I wanted this one fixed. So ok they'll fix it. The guy phones me two days later telling that they can't get it fix cause it is to old. And just so he knows it was cheaper getting it fixed then buying a new one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-111765154131084057?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/111765154131084057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=111765154131084057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/111765154131084057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/111765154131084057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/06/adventures-of-flat-stanley-and-other.html' title='The adventures of Flat Stanley and other things'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-111674274950359742</id><published>2005-05-22T00:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T00:19:09.510-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My mind is but a blank canvas; My thoughts are the colors I paint with</title><content type='html'>I am desperately in a depressed state of mind.  I really should go to bed because I do have to work in the morning and unfortunately the entire may long weekend. Which really bites.&lt;br /&gt;I'm worried about Shawn. I am so very not impressed with him being way up there and me being way down here.&lt;br /&gt;And I am totally aware of the crappy lake of English skills.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to work at all I am in desperate need of a holiday. To get as far away from work and everyone and everything.&lt;br /&gt;I talked to Gavin today. I haven't talked to him in a very long time. Sometimes I really start to feel like I live in a bubble. Ever get that feeling like everyone is moving but you are the only one standing still?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-111674274950359742?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/111674274950359742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=111674274950359742' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/111674274950359742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/111674274950359742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-mind-is-but-blank-canvas-my.html' title='My mind is but a blank canvas; My thoughts are the colors I paint with'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-111573858936180974</id><published>2005-05-10T09:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T09:23:09.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies, babies and more babies</title><content type='html'>So Rose had her baby last week Friday. She made Mother's Day! When Shawn and I went to go see her she said she want to make mother's day. So she had a little, or should I say a big 9-pound baby boy. I can't wait to see the little guy!&lt;br /&gt;We have baby kittens in the doghouse. They have their eyes open now and are trying to move around. There is a calico on that’s be fuzzy, a little dark gray guy that’s fuzzy, a little orange guy that looks like Tarzan, and a little black one that has a little white eyebrow and a little white spot on it's front paw. They are really cute.&lt;br /&gt;So on a sad note, Shawn got a level 6 job in North Battleford; actually closer to Cochin. So now my summer kinda sucks ass. He will get 3 days off here and there and will try to come home, but that's just not the same. So when he is done in August he will have like a week off and then he back in Lethbridge till April. And who know where he will end up after that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-111573858936180974?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/111573858936180974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=111573858936180974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/111573858936180974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/111573858936180974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/05/babies-babies-and-more-babies.html' title='Babies, babies and more babies'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-111358099586487818</id><published>2005-04-15T10:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T10:12:10.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Work, Babies, and Crayons</title><content type='html'>So on Sunday Shawn and I went to go visit Rose before she popped out a little monkey. Both her and Marty seem very excited, I couldn't get over how round she was. Honestly it looked like she swallowed a basketball. When we got there, Rose was painting a picture from one of the Ultrasound pictures. I thought that was kind of a cool memento.&lt;br /&gt;I figure she is having a boy. It's just a feeling that I have. It doesn't really matter as long as its healthy...its gonna be playing with John Deere tractors anyway!&lt;br /&gt;So Shawn will be back on the 25th. He is done for this year. He said that he might be going for a two-week training thingy in Prince Albert. Which will really suck cause he won't be home.Hopefully he will end up at Good Spirit again, at the level 6 position that he wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table style="COLOR: black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #66ccff" align="middle"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am this rejected Crayon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/mc-donalds.gif" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/rejectedcrayonquiz/"&gt;What Rejected Crayon Are You?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-111358099586487818?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/111358099586487818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=111358099586487818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/111358099586487818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/111358099586487818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/04/work-babies-and-crayons.html' title='Work, Babies, and Crayons'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-111228262939679956</id><published>2005-03-31T09:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T09:23:49.396-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Cars and Geese.....</title><content type='html'>I found something I would like to blow 300 bucks on. They have this sweet little go-cart at work. It has a weight limit of 120 pounds, but even with that exceed it still went like a bat outta hell. It was totally awesome. I really don't know where I would drive it, but it was cool. I was having such a shitty day at work yesterday, I drove that thing and it totally made my day!Go see my &lt;a href="http://www.canadiantire.ca/assortments/product_detail.jsp?FOLDER%3C%3Efolder_id=1408474396669535&amp;ASSORTMENT%3C%3East_id=1408474396670271&amp;amp;bmUID=1112282101661&amp;PRODUCT%3C%3Eprd_id=845524443279334&amp;amp;assortment=primary&amp;fromSearch=true"&gt;CART!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my geese pictures as promised.  My geese have migrated here: &lt;a href="http://www.worldisround.com/articles/151977/index.html"&gt;http://www.worldisround.com/articles/151977/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-111228262939679956?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/111228262939679956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=111228262939679956' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/111228262939679956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/111228262939679956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/03/little-cars-and-geese.html' title='Little Cars and Geese.....'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-111211479436508314</id><published>2005-03-29T10:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T10:46:34.366-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Weekend in a Egg Shell.....</title><content type='html'>So how was everyone's Easter? Mine was good I went to visit Shawn. It was nice. The Bus ride there was craptacular, because I was pretty much squished. There was a girl sitting in front of me and she had her seat reclined as far back as it could go. And a girl was sitting beside me and she pretty much was using me as a pillow at one point. So I was pinned up against the window for most of the trip.&lt;br /&gt;Shawn and I went to the Ramada to go on the waterslides, that was pretty fun until we went to go and leave. We both pay 10 bucks each to get in there and the cheap bastards wouldn't even let us use a towel. The guy told Shawn, that since we weren't staying there and that it was pretty booked up that he just couldn't let us use a towel. I was pretty pissed off, as was Shawn, so Shawn asked some guy to get him a towel and that was the only way that we got one.&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, we went out for supper at the old water tower. The turned the old water tower in to a restaurant and lounge, it was pretty nice, and had a nice view. At night all light up it looks like a UFO! Then afterwards we went out looking for deer, only found some bunnies, I guess they was kind of appropriate considering it was Easter weekend.&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday before I left, we went to the park. We were feeding the ducks until the Sea Gulls started hording all the bread...the male duck got pissed off so he left and the female followed. So we went to the other side of the park and feed the geese. I got a kick out of these guys. There was this one big fat goose grab the bread right out of your hand, and then chased all the other geese away so they couldn’t get any. I had this disposable camera and this goose wanted bread so he was standing really close to me. I squatted down to take a picture, he thought I had bread so he came closer. When the camera clicked, he backed away, turned his head and looked at me funny, kinda like what was that? I can't wait to see my pictures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-111211479436508314?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/111211479436508314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=111211479436508314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/111211479436508314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/111211479436508314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/03/easter-weekend-in-egg-shell.html' title='Easter Weekend in a Egg Shell.....'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-111152825839263102</id><published>2005-03-22T15:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T15:50:58.393-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The camera gods are cheesing me off....</title><content type='html'>I am extremely cheesed off. I bought new camera at the beginning of February. The damn thing started to act up. Now I have to send it for repair. You would think when you spend close to 500 dollars at a store they would try and help a person out. What do they do? Told me to phone the company that makes it. The guy at Hp didn't even know anything about this camera. He just told me to take it to the store I bought it from so they can send it for repair. Nice one-year warranty. I haven't even had it a full two months yet. Nice one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-111152825839263102?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/111152825839263102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=111152825839263102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/111152825839263102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/111152825839263102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/03/camera-gods-are-cheesing-me-off.html' title='The camera gods are cheesing me off....'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-111047955665139351</id><published>2005-03-10T12:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T12:32:36.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I fear that everyone I have ever known has forgotten I exist</title><content type='html'>I know this will sound morbid, or something but it’s just all thoughts in my head.&lt;br /&gt;I often wonder what the world would be like if I wasn't here. Like would people remember me or would I just be a lost face in the pages of someone’s memories.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I get the feeling that I’m already lost to everyone I know.&lt;br /&gt;It feels like everyone is changing and I am still the same; the same girl I always was and probably always will be. Like I am trapped in some time warp. Like I can't escape...I know I could, but I just don't know how. I think deep down I have always felt that way. Like I desperately need someone’s attention to stay alive.&lt;br /&gt;I know there are people that love me; it just sometimes would be nice if people would give you a call just to say 'Hey how are ya?' You know?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what it would be like if I suddenly disappeared from the face of the planet, would people wish they would have picked up that phone, just to say hey. Or would they be like, ‘Gee something’s missing, oh well.’ I want to be remembered, not to be forgotten, like I'm sure everyone does. I just fear that maybe I already am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-111047955665139351?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/111047955665139351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=111047955665139351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/111047955665139351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/111047955665139351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-fear-that-everyone-i-have-ever-known.html' title='I fear that everyone I have ever known has forgotten I exist'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-111006175082944395</id><published>2005-03-05T16:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T16:29:10.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh-oh. Time to repress another memory.</title><content type='html'>So today I did something I haven't done in years. I built a snowman. I couldn't resist. It is so nice out there the snow was perfect for it. I honestly don't remember the last time I built one. I couldn't believe how relaxing building a snowman actually is.&lt;br /&gt;His name is Ted; Shawn will be the only one that will understand his name. Kind of an inside joke.&lt;br /&gt;I have the entire weekend off, and dang it sure is nice. I haven't decide exactly what I am going to do with myself... I'm sure I will think of something.... If you would like to see my snowman pictures go here:  &lt;a href="http://www.worldisround.com/articles/142266/index.html"&gt;http://www.worldisround.com/articles/142266/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-111006175082944395?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/111006175082944395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=111006175082944395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/111006175082944395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/111006175082944395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/03/oh-oh-time-to-repress-another-memory.html' title='Oh-oh. Time to repress another memory.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-110911059004688220</id><published>2005-02-22T16:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T16:16:30.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Virginity is like a soap bubble; One prick and its gone.</title><content type='html'>So on Saturday was Snowarama. It was pretty good. Shawn didn't buck me off the back of the ZL like I thought he would. I was surprised at the amount of room there actually was. It was a different root this year, went from Yorkton, to Springside, to Melville and back to Yorkton. The last few years it goes to Good Spirit Lake.&lt;br /&gt;I won a new Arctic Cat jacket. That was pretty cool. I was trying to convince myself that I wouldn't win anything. I guess that didn't work. I figure that I must have had a lucky horseshoe up my ass because I was holding some of Shawn's mom's raffle tickets and the one that I was holding won.  So I knew I wasn't gonna win the sled. A guy from Saskatoon won it.&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember what the finally total that was raised for Eater Seals but I think it was more than last year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-110911059004688220?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/110911059004688220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=110911059004688220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110911059004688220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110911059004688220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/02/virginity-is-like-soap-bubble-one.html' title='Virginity is like a soap bubble; One prick and its gone.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-110866195195314020</id><published>2005-02-17T11:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T11:39:11.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm gonna die a normal 70 year old.</title><content type='html'>So yeah I was taking these silly tests. if you want to take them go here: &lt;a href="http://www.wxplotter.com/funtests.php"&gt;http://www.wxplotter.com/funtests.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was taking pictres today. Trying to make my arm stop hurting. It started to hurt last night when I was talking with Shawn. And its been sore ever since.&lt;br /&gt;I plan on going skating either tomorrow or Sunday.  Haven't been skating for a very long time, and I felt it was time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wxplotter.com/ft_loser.php?im"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.wxplotter.com/images/ft/lsr.php?val=8666" alt="I am 52% loser. What about you? Click here to find out!" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wxplotter.com/ft_dead.php?im"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.wxplotter.com/images/ft/dead.php?val=2633" alt="I am going to die at 70. When are you? Click here to find out!" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-110866195195314020?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/110866195195314020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=110866195195314020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110866195195314020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110866195195314020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-gonna-die-normal-70-year-old.html' title='I&apos;m gonna die a normal 70 year old.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-110852659154507377</id><published>2005-02-15T22:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T10:21:44.233-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I need to get out more.....</title><content type='html'>So I didn't do much today.... Christal was here with Kassie. I was taking pictures. Tarzan seened pretty interested in Kassie, he has never seen a baby before.&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wxplotter.com/ft_nq.php?im"&gt;&lt;img alt="I am nerdier than 20% of all people. Are you nerdier? Click here to find out!" src="http://www.wxplotter.com/images/ft/nq.php?val=2561" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-110852659154507377?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/110852659154507377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=110852659154507377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110852659154507377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110852659154507377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-think-i-need-to-get-out-more.html' title='I think I need to get out more.....'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-110843839775895605</id><published>2005-02-14T21:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T21:33:17.760-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I could show up as Cupid at your doorstep on Valentine's Day...but I look nasty in a diaper.</title><content type='html'>So how is Valentine's Day for everyone out there? Mine was the same as every year, work. And not be with that special someone. How ever he did send me a card, and he said he would bring flowers for me on Friday when he comes home. I thought this was kinda funny; this is what the card said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How Dogs Celebrate Valentine's Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Rise at 5:30 am. Wet-nose the master.&lt;br /&gt;2. Go out and Pee on the world.&lt;br /&gt;3. Make Poopy.&lt;br /&gt;4. Sniff Poopy.&lt;br /&gt;5. Seriously think about eating poopy.&lt;br /&gt;6. Eat funny-looking but instead.&lt;br /&gt;7. Throw up bug parts on living room rug.&lt;br /&gt;8. Drink out of magic well.&lt;br /&gt;9.Roll around in filth, then lavish master with kisses.&lt;br /&gt;10. Sleep for 17 hours. Start all over again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-110843839775895605?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/110843839775895605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=110843839775895605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110843839775895605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110843839775895605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-could-show-up-as-cupid-at-your.html' title='I could show up as Cupid at your doorstep on Valentine&apos;s Day...but I look nasty in a diaper.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-110805028927415001</id><published>2005-02-10T09:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T09:44:49.273-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Short; Buy the Camera</title><content type='html'>So I got myself a new toy yesterday. I bought my HP photosmart 945 digital camera. Nice little contraption. I still have to learn how to use it though. Little bit heaver then the other camera so I shake a little. I might invest in a tri-pod. Its really cool you can take video with sound. The old camera could take video, but it had no sound. You can also add commentary to a still picture, and take pictures in sepia and black &amp; white. The part I like is that it does have some manual control. I don't like how you have to use the flash all the time in the house; it’s not that dark in here.&lt;br /&gt; Got my eyebrows waxed yesterday that was amusing. They aren’t as scary anymore. They were kind of like a bush that someone hasn’t taken the hedge trimmer to in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-110805028927415001?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/110805028927415001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=110805028927415001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110805028927415001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110805028927415001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/02/life-is-short-buy-camera.html' title='Life is Short; Buy the Camera'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-110767524979483009</id><published>2005-02-06T01:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T01:36:26.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Makes you wonder....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Within twenty-four hours&lt;br /&gt;You may see something new.&lt;br /&gt;In twenty-four hours and a moment&lt;br /&gt;You will not miss what you do not know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-110767524979483009?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/110767524979483009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=110767524979483009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110767524979483009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110767524979483009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/02/makes-you-wonder.html' title='Makes you wonder....'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-110744642358804021</id><published>2005-02-03T10:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T01:35:34.346-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I work for gas money.....</title><content type='html'>So I got a reply from the Wal-mart customer service e-mail. They said that they don't know what happened to my pictures but they are going to reprint them and send them out again. They never mentioned if I would have to pay for them or not. All I have to say is what kind of dough head do they have shipping stuff? Mine wasn't the only one that they lost, but I’m probably the one who made the most stink about it.&lt;br /&gt;Dad came back from Yellowstone. Just about went over a cliff cause his steering went on his sled. Not a happy camper.&lt;br /&gt;Got into a fight with Shawn for two nights in a row, over a camera. Of which now I don't even know if I'm gonna buy it. I might still be mad or just annoyed, I haven't decided yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that on the 4th is Mine and Shawn's two year anniversery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-110744642358804021?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/110744642358804021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=110744642358804021' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110744642358804021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110744642358804021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-work-for-gas-money.html' title='I work for gas money.....'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-110705434502468428</id><published>2005-01-29T21:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T21:05:45.026-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Those Retarded Wenucks....</title><content type='html'>I see I am slowly starting to forget the old blog. Not that my life is busy... because it isn't. I just haven't found anything that interesting to write about.&lt;br /&gt;I'm mad at Wal-mart Online Photo center. I ordered pictures on the 2 of January and they lost them.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, nice one.&lt;br /&gt;I got tired of waiting for them to phone me so I phoned them. I also left a very nasty complain on the Customer Service e-mail. I figure that I should get them for free, or at lest get a discount.  Bastards.&lt;br /&gt;Work was crazy today. Super busy. And surprisingly enough, no one pissed me off. That means I gonna get down right cheesed off tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-110705434502468428?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/110705434502468428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=110705434502468428' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110705434502468428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110705434502468428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/01/those-retarded-wenucks.html' title='Those Retarded Wenucks....'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-110637658219707665</id><published>2005-01-22T01:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T00:49:42.196-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I wouldn't call it playing hooky  per say…..</title><content type='html'>So here I sit. I should be sleeping.  But I am wide-awake. Don't you just hate it when that happens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go to work today, or should I say yesterday.... I will say today cause I haven't slept yet so I'm still considering it the 21 of January, not the 22. Anyways, I got half way to work and decided to turn around, the closer I got to town the worse it got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played Harvest Moon for a good 3 hours... maybe longer.... just a sign I need to get a life.&lt;br /&gt;Added a new site for everyone to look at... pictures that I have taken... made it so people in my class can look at my pictures. So that every one will know how much my pictures suck because I don't have a $1000 dollar camera! Oh well maybe one day I will have one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm going to bed now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-110637658219707665?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/110637658219707665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=110637658219707665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110637658219707665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110637658219707665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-wouldnt-call-it-playing-hooky-per.html' title='I wouldn&apos;t call it playing hooky  per say…..'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-110615261140167104</id><published>2005-01-19T10:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T10:36:51.400-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So far, So good</title><content type='html'>So I took my first lesson today, for my photography course. I think I will do pretty good. The first quiz I got 100%. Pretty proud of that. Now to do the assignment....&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I don't have to go to work today, it looks pretty craptacular out there. Yesterday when I went to work the roads were solid ice half way to town and the other half was slushy. Driving home last night the truck went a little squirrelly on me a few times. But nothing to major.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-110615261140167104?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/110615261140167104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=110615261140167104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110615261140167104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110615261140167104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/01/so-far-so-good.html' title='So far, So good'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-110545991508358652</id><published>2005-01-11T10:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T10:11:55.083-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If only the real world was like Harvest Moon...I'd be a pimp.</title><content type='html'>So Christmas is over, the New Year rung in. And I have decided to not set any resolutions cause I usual don’t fulfill them anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was good. I got to hang out with the girls; I forgot how fun that is. Shawn was home for close to three weeks. It was nice to have him home. I got a promise ring, which I wasn’t expecting. I got &lt;em&gt;Harvest Moon&lt;/em&gt;…. twice. I did absolutely nothing on my birthday. I had to work in the morning but that was about it. I managed to get out when the rush was starting. I went sledding with dad and Shawn the one day, which was fun. However, Shawn made me ride my own snowmobile.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Provost for New Years, to move Jason into his new place. Not much to do in a town where everything is closed. The truck he drives is way to big for him; he looks like a little kid behind the wheel.I start my classes on the 19th, so that should be cool. But that’s about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-110545991508358652?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/110545991508358652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=110545991508358652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110545991508358652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110545991508358652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2005/01/if-only-real-world-was-like-harvest.html' title='If only the real world was like Harvest Moon...I&apos;d be a pimp.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-110356414945467530</id><published>2004-12-20T11:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T11:35:49.456-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Only 4 more Shopping days left...Are you ready? </title><content type='html'>So Christmas is almost upon us. All the fun, the family, the retarded last minute shoppers...I say this because I will be working till 11 for two nights in a row. And working at 7am on my birthday. Not cool. But then again it could be worse I could be stuck working for the whole day and then that would royally suck.&lt;br /&gt;So Peelio is out of commission for a while...probably a long while. Take the plates off my car and what happens? The transmission in Peelio goes when I drive home on Saturday. Not cool. So now I get to drive the Blue Truck.... and get to ride with Mr. Jingles.... at lest I won't get lonely, and an added bonus I now have 4-wheel drive.&lt;br /&gt;Shawn comes home today. Excited about that. To bad it looks so craptacular outside. Hopefully he will have the common sense to slow down when he is driving.&lt;br /&gt;Put up the Christmas lights yesterday. That was entertaining in it self. First string Dad and I put up, Dad puts a staple through it and it shorts out...good thing it was only the second staple. The second string, Dad put the staple through the wires again, and the whole thing Shorted and it started to spark...but it melted the plastic and the lights came back on...that was a bonus considering the lights were half up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-110356414945467530?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/110356414945467530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=110356414945467530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110356414945467530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110356414945467530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/12/only-4-more-shopping-days-leftare-you.html' title='Only 4 more Shopping days left...Are you ready? '/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-110313373364871029</id><published>2004-12-15T12:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T12:02:13.646-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom Teeth are the spawn of Satan......</title><content type='html'>I officially hate my wisdom teeth. They now have decided to become evil. I can hardly open my jaw. So now I have to take some antibiotic cause the dentist thinks that they are probably infected. So that means no drinky, drinky for the holidays. Its not like I do a lot anyway, but now I can't even if I wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;All my Christmas cards are sent out. And all my shopping is almost done. I just need for like two more people. Maybe I'll get the chance to do that on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Shawn comes home on Monday night; I'm excited about that. I'm not entirely sure when he is suppose to go back, but I won't worry about that right now.&lt;br /&gt;Set up the tree on Sunday. Artificial trees just aren't the same as the real thing. It is still a nice looking tree and you can hardly tell that it isn't real. Except the smell of tree isn't in the air. I kinda miss that part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-110313373364871029?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/110313373364871029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=110313373364871029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110313373364871029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110313373364871029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/12/wisdom-teeth-are-spawn-of-satan.html' title='Wisdom Teeth are the spawn of Satan......'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-110261630515143745</id><published>2004-12-09T12:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T12:19:53.036-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes snowflakes can be your friend</title><content type='html'>Well the weather outside is frightful...No, I'm not breaking into song; I’m just describing the crap-tacular weather, which as I said isn't to very nice. There was already an accident on the highway, and there are never accidents on that highway, So that bought me a day off, I am not driving to work when it says that the highways are icy, slippery, drifted, swirling snow, reduced visibility and I’m sure the list will go on and on with the days progress.&lt;br /&gt;This will leave me time to write my Christmas card, of which I still haven't started.&lt;br /&gt;As of January 19th, 2005 I will start taking a correspondence course from North Battleford, for photography, sounds cool. Maybe I'l actually learn something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-110261630515143745?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/110261630515143745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=110261630515143745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110261630515143745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110261630515143745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/12/sometimes-snowflakes-can-be-your.html' title='Sometimes snowflakes can be your friend'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-110192117733460921</id><published>2004-12-01T11:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T11:12:57.333-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My mind is like a banana tree filled with monkeys clattering for attention</title><content type='html'>I finally have a day off. So I started wrapping Christmas presents. I only need a few more then I am done. I was really in the Christmas spirit yesterday. I was giving everyone candy canes. Didn’t matter if they were little or old everyone got one if they wanted one.&lt;br /&gt;It started snowing again yesterday. So it is slowly starting to look festive out there. This much snow I don't mind it is when there are major drifts on the highway that I can't stand. That has to be my biggest pet peeve about winter. Is driving in it. And it seems like I did more winter driving this year than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;I think I am gonna start writing out Christmas card today. I won't send them probably till next week or later, but I figure that I might as well start now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-110192117733460921?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/110192117733460921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=110192117733460921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110192117733460921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110192117733460921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-mind-is-like-banana-tree-filled.html' title='My mind is like a banana tree filled with monkeys clattering for attention'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-110149206096392297</id><published>2004-11-26T12:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T12:01:00.963-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the land of cotton...</title><content type='html'>So it snowed. Not a super amount, but enough to make everything white, and the roads icy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to work till 11 tonight. Should be an interesting day, its going to be as busy as Hell. If it is anything like last year, it’s going to be nutso bananas. The Christmas party is tomorrow night. A couple of the girls I work with are planning on taking me to Holly's afterwards. Not thrilled with that. I kinda think that place is a dive. Only been there once and I wasn't impressed.  Besides I am supposed to go for family pictures on Sunday morning bright and early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am almost done my Christmas shopping. Just have to get something else for Angela, and something for Shawn's mom and dad, and something else for Terry. Some times I wish I was made of money. That way I could get everyone exactly what they want no questions asked. But the world ain't perfect, now is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly a month till I'm 21....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-110149206096392297?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/110149206096392297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=110149206096392297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110149206096392297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110149206096392297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/11/welcome-to-land-of-cotton.html' title='Welcome to the land of cotton...'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-110062649900223222</id><published>2004-11-16T11:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T11:34:59.003-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We built this city with girders and panels</title><content type='html'>So I have a new fascination as of the past two weeks. I have decided to make a village. You know those Christmas houses you can buy that are porcelain and are all pretty. Yeah one of those villages. It all started with moose. Yeah moose. We all know that I have started to collect moose stuff... odd yes, I know. I bought these little moose figures. Then it began. I decided that I have to build a village for my moose and now my village is bigger then the moose. (On the size scale I mean.)&lt;br /&gt;So if you want to but me a Christmas present buy me houses.... kinda sounds like monopoly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Shawn was home on the weekend. It was nice. It would have been nicer if I didn't have to work. But hey can't have everything. Almost hit Tarzan last night when I came home, boy did that little kitty get a smack on the butt. If I had been anyone else on the highway he would have been squished. Lucky I noticed him. I honked the horn and blinked the headlights at him and boy did he run to the house.... he must have known he was in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-110062649900223222?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/110062649900223222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=110062649900223222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110062649900223222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/110062649900223222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/11/we-built-this-city-with-girders-and.html' title='We built this city with girders and panels'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-109993462547228166</id><published>2004-11-08T11:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T11:23:45.473-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If only I could have stayed in bed....</title><content type='html'>My crap-tacular weekend in a nut shell:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friday:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I had to go to a funeral for my great aunt in Foam Lake. Not cool. The oldest of 5 siblings and the last to die. She was 91. Drive to town for supper for Mom’s birthday. Mmm….steak. It was very yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saturday:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Driving to work with peelio and all of a sudden my steering went all crazy, and then my battery power went low and my temperature went sky high, and there was steam pouring out of the hood. So I stopped and phoned dad and he said they he would come get me I phone work and said that I would be late, cause the truck quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would think that is bad enough right? WRONG it gets worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popped the hood, and found that the fan belt is gone. So I think, ok this isn't to bad the fan belt went. Then I start looking around and there is antifreeze everywhere and some kind if red fluid(what later turns out to be trany fluid). Two guys that work with dad saw me so they stopped and helped me push the truck off the road onto a side road. As I look around I can see there is some kind of fuzz is some spots. So I pick it up and ask the one guy what it is. He said' it looks some insulation, a mouse or something probably moved it there' I'm like 'No it feels like cat hair.' Not cool. Get a sick feeling in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;One of the kitties that was outside, the fuzzy one was under my hood. I didn't go outside to start the truck in the morning and used the command start. She was under the hood for ten minutes at home, and just outside of willowbrook decided she wasn’t going to town and jumped.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so when dad got there I asked him if the fuzzy one outside by the door when he left. And he said no. I was in tears when I said that she went through my fan belt. He then tells me that he never put two and two together when he saw a little orange cat laying on the road a little ways up I was very upset. My dad said that I would have felt worse if it was Tarzan, but I still feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunday:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Go to Kassandra’s Christening. Remember why I don’t go to that church. I found it amusing as Ashley wandered around the church, with blue M&amp;amp;M’s in her hand. Amused by the fact more people are paying attention to her and not the pastor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-109993462547228166?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/109993462547228166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=109993462547228166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/109993462547228166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/109993462547228166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/11/if-only-i-could-have-stayed-in-bed.html' title='If only I could have stayed in bed....'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-109898131070823527</id><published>2004-10-28T10:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T10:35:10.710-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a hazy shade of something....</title><content type='html'>So all the snow is gone; right now it is kinda foggy. It was somewhat nice yesterday, however before I went to work it clouded over, I didn't get to see the eclipse. I guess I have to wait till next time.&lt;br /&gt;I am carving pumpkins tonight, four in total.  Two scary-ish ones and two not so scary ones. The disc I got is pretty neat. Pumpkin Masters Pattern Maker. Not bad for seven bucks. I made a ghost last year and two other ones; I put them on a Jones bottle.&lt;br /&gt;So this will be my fourth Halloween working. Third year there, it’s kind of a tradition. I kinda miss dressing up and going out trick or treating. The farms always gave out lots, and would look forward to us coming.&lt;br /&gt;I am getting a kick out of how many people keep asking me if I am engaged every time I tell them I have to tell them something. The other day when I phoned Rose for her birthday, that was like the first thing she asked, and Christal asked the same thing the other day when she phoned to tell me what day Kassandra's christening is. Does everyone know something that I don't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-109898131070823527?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/109898131070823527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=109898131070823527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/109898131070823527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/109898131070823527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/10/its-hazy-shade-of-something.html' title='It&apos;s a hazy shade of something....'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-109811796853931226</id><published>2004-10-18T10:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T10:46:08.540-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowflakes keep fallin' on my head....</title><content type='html'>So we got snow yesterday, a whole heap load. I would have been happy with out it, but I can't control Mother Nature...yet.&lt;br /&gt;Shawn told me on Saturday night that we would have snow by the next morning. I told him he was full of crap and that it wouldn't snow. Guess I was wrong. We got way more then what they got in town. I slid through an intersection, when I was planning on turning right. Oh well, at lest the light was green.&lt;br /&gt; Last night driving home, it was like it didn't snow at all, until I got about 5 miles from home. Then there were tiny little snow banks on the sides of the road, and then yeah everything was white. It is still snowing now. I even had to shovel off the deck.&lt;br /&gt;Picked up the pictures of Shawn and me on Friday. They turned out so well. I am very happy with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-109811796853931226?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/109811796853931226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=109811796853931226' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/109811796853931226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/109811796853931226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/10/snowflakes-keep-fallin-on-my-head.html' title='Snowflakes keep fallin&apos; on my head....'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-109728188097748071</id><published>2004-10-08T18:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T18:31:20.976-06:00</updated><title type='text'>When did Montly Crue become classic rock?</title><content type='html'>So Mom is visiting my Grandma in Ontario, so that means the guys have left me to be housekeeper. Not cool. It is easier to clean up after them when I have a whole day.&lt;br /&gt;Shawn comes home tonight; he should be on the road right now.&lt;br /&gt;I was busy baking brownies today, I just got the notion and that’s what I was busy with. I made caramel apples too.&lt;br /&gt;My mom comes home on Tuesday, so dad is cooking a turkey on Monday and I should be eating turkey on Sunday too. Lucky for me I don't have to work either day, I thought I had to. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that’s all the interesting stuff for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Turkey Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-109728188097748071?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/109728188097748071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=109728188097748071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/109728188097748071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/109728188097748071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/10/when-did-montly-crue-become-classic.html' title='When did Montly Crue become classic rock?'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-109638900241897519</id><published>2004-09-28T10:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T10:30:02.416-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't talk now...The squirrels will get me....</title><content type='html'>So I had a three-day weekend, which was nice. On Saturday Shawn and I got our portraits taking. To bad Shawn had to go back.  He is in Cypress Hills right now, on some weeklong field trip. He has like no cell coverage from the campsite, which sucks bananas. However him and some other guy snuck through the trees and braved the wilderness just so he could phone me.  I'm happy I got to talk to him. It would be a long week if I didn't get to talk to him. He said that all that they did yesterday was follow a squirrel around for an hour and watch what they do all day. Glad to see he is getting a proper education. Apparently Squirrels aren't very entertaining. Eat a pinecone here, jump from tree to tree there, you know the basics in a squirrel world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-109638900241897519?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/109638900241897519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=109638900241897519' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/109638900241897519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/109638900241897519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/09/cant-talk-nowthe-squirrels-will-get-me.html' title='Can&apos;t talk now...The squirrels will get me....'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-109604495034337512</id><published>2004-09-24T10:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T11:17:28.853-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just because you can, Doesn't mean you should</title><content type='html'>So it is nice here for a change. It isn’t raining and there isn’t any of that S_ _ _. That dreaded four-letter word. Shawn goes back on Sunday. I can’t believe how fast this week went. It sucks that he is leaving again. But he will be back for thanksgiving, which isn’t to far away.&lt;br /&gt;Going for pictures tomorrow. Though it would be nice if we had some taken. We really don’t have a nice picture of the two of us.&lt;br /&gt;Shawn had the little kitties eating in the house yesterday. I don’t think Dusty would be to impressed if she saw. It’s probably a good thing that Shawn locked her in the computer room. The one little guy is so tame and the other is so scared of everything.&lt;br /&gt;But that’s about it. Later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Words of Wisdom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling lost and adrift? Gain inner peace from reading Homer. No, not the Greek guy. Homer Simpson. Here are some Homeric jewels to live by:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The answers to life’s problems aren’t at the bottom of a bottle. They’re on TV.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What’s the point of going out? We’re just going to end up here anyway.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Trying is the first step to failure.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You can’t keep blaming yourself. Just blame yourself once and move on.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Doughnuts. Is there anything they can’t do?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The three little sentences that will get you through life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No. 1:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Cover for me&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No.2:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Oh, good idea, Boss.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No. 3:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;It was like that when I got here&lt;/em&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/jurjyfrort/homestarquiz.html" target="new"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/"&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-109604495034337512?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/109604495034337512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=109604495034337512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/109604495034337512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/109604495034337512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/09/just-because-you-can-doesnt-mean-you.html' title='Just because you can, Doesn&apos;t mean you should'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-109536218575041253</id><published>2004-09-16T13:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T13:16:25.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Even if the voices aren't real, they have some good ideas</title><content type='html'>So Shawn is coming home on Sunday. This is cool. Home for a whole week!  Almost make a person wonder why he bothered to go in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Was bored yesterday, went out for a walk, took pictures. I think that is what I want to do with my life. Take pictures.  Now this is way I haven't gone to university. I can't make up my mind what to do with my life.&lt;br /&gt;I think it really hit me is when Shawn suggested that I should blow up some f my pictures and take them to Sunflower. And for those of you that don't know what that is it is a local arts and craft show. This past weekend when my mom and I went I said it to her that I want to take pictures. She thought it was a good idea too, plus she said some of my pictures are nicer than some of the ones there.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm putting the art on hold and looking into photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-109536218575041253?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/109536218575041253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=109536218575041253' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/109536218575041253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/109536218575041253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/09/even-if-voices-arent-real-they-have.html' title='Even if the voices aren&apos;t real, they have some good ideas'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-109466414974389237</id><published>2004-09-08T11:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T15:29:05.050-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Short…Play naked</title><content type='html'>So I am back from Holidays, unfortunately. I had a blast though. Can't wait to should you guys the pictures. Was in Banff last Friday. It was so pretty. To bad that the weather was not cooperating. It rain just about every day of my holidays. Now that I'm back to work it has been nothing but sun.&lt;br /&gt;So Shawn is in his new apartment. It is a cute little place. Perfect for one person, or maybe two... I bought himsome fishy shower curtains of which I am very proud of. I wanted to buy a Coke one but it was pretty expensive. If only I could have found a moose one.&lt;br /&gt;I took tons of pictures on holidays. A photo album full from camping, and there is going to be a photo album full from being at Banff. That's the closest I have ever been to the mountains. Been in the prairies for to long.&lt;br /&gt;So I am starting a diet… As of yesterday. I have to start exercising, which is going to be the hard part, considering I don't like physical activity... But I'm going to try.I have the day off today, not sure what I'm going to do with myself. It's pretty cool though, off for two weeks, or one day get another day off. Very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-109466414974389237?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/109466414974389237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=109466414974389237' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/109466414974389237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/109466414974389237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/09/life-is-shortplay-naked.html' title='Life is Short…Play naked'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-109293909563479889</id><published>2004-08-19T12:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T12:15:02.953-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Insert witty title here:_________ </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I have 2 days before I am officially on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holidays&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Two whole working days and I'm done for two whole weeks. The only minus is Shawn goes back to School. I can't wait for work to be over... I am in desperate need of a break. Little things are really starting to bother me. It will be good to get far, far, far away from there.&lt;br /&gt;I can pick up the pictures from the wedding today, happy about that.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't even begun to start packing for camping next week. I figure I will leave it till the last minute like I do everything else. I had so much fun last year...except for the whole stick in the eye incident.... which I guarantee will not be repeated.&lt;br /&gt;Last night we went out hot tubing, it was nice. I got to relax. I so think we need one of those out here we would be in it all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, this will be my last post before Holidays, catch you all later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-109293909563479889?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/109293909563479889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=109293909563479889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/109293909563479889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/109293909563479889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/08/insert-witty-title-here.html' title='Insert witty title here:_________ '/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-109241064990265263</id><published>2004-08-13T09:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T09:24:09.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Build a man a fire, you warm him for a day. Set a man on fire, you warm him for the rest of his life.</title><content type='html'>Only &lt;strong&gt;seven&lt;/strong&gt; more days till I am on Holidays! Yeah that’s right I get to be out of the Hell hole I call work for two weeks... the minus however is that at the end of those two weeks Shawn goes back to school again. I hate it when he leaves. I wish I could go with him.&lt;br /&gt;So as far as I know we are going to Townsend Lake again this year for a week and the second week we are apparently going to Banff. Which should be very cool. I have never been to the mountains, I plan on taking lots of pictures, and I will try not to get eaten by a bear.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how much wood &lt;em&gt;Pyro&lt;/em&gt; is going to be collecting this year....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-109241064990265263?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/109241064990265263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=109241064990265263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/109241064990265263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/109241064990265263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/08/build-man-fire-you-warm-him-for-day.html' title='Build a man a fire, you warm him for a day. Set a man on fire, you warm him for the rest of his life.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-109215367582038722</id><published>2004-08-10T09:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T10:01:15.820-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Always a Bride's Maid never the Bride.....</title><content type='html'>So Rose's wedding went very well. She looked like a princess. It didn't start to rain till after all the pictures were done.  Had alot of fun.  The cake turned out really well even though it didn't make it to the hall in one piece... Luckily mom fixed it, I bet no one at the wedding even noticed.&lt;br /&gt;My speech would have been really good..... if I had the guts to actually go up and say it. when I got up there I froze.... luckily Merle saved my butt.... I still feel really bad about it, even though Rose and Marty both said it was ok.&lt;br /&gt;The night was going really good, when my parents and Shawn and I left, it was still raining pretty good. Which made the 310 like soup. Shawn and I slid into the ditch. Nothing was damaged... which is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-109215367582038722?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/109215367582038722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=109215367582038722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/109215367582038722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/109215367582038722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/08/always-brides-maid-never-bride.html' title='Always a Bride&apos;s Maid never the Bride.....'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-109172798527576600</id><published>2004-08-05T11:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T11:46:25.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes the bride......</title><content type='html'>I am a happy camper. I finished the speech for Rose's wedding one less thing I have to worry about.  I had a little help from a website...however I can't remember the name of it.  Just two more days. The wedding cake is coming along nicely. My mom is doing an excellent job. I hope Rose will be happy with it, I know I would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my speech for those of you who won't be attending. leave a comment to let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don’t already know me my name is Tanya and I have been friends with Rose since kindergarten. Rose has been a great friend in so many ways. We've had a lot of fun together, and she's always been there for me when things were tough. When Rose asked me to be her Maid of Honor I was filled with pride and wondered what I had done to deserve such an honor. However as the day approached I was informed that I would need to make a speech.  Just so you know I hate giving speeches, and I will be getting even with Rose. One day…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking long and hard as to what to say today.  I have been told it is tradition to offer the married couple some words of wisdom on married life! So I asked around and was told the following things:&lt;br /&gt;Some said marriage begins when you sink into his arms and ends up with arms in his sink. Others would say that before marriage a man will lay awake thinking about something you said, after marriage he’ll fall asleep before you have finished saying it. Now I’m sure some of you here can relate to that!Now just because I'm not married and never have been; doesn't mean I'm not an expert on the subject. So here are one single girls words of wisdom for the newly married couple, Marty I hope your listening carefully.&lt;br /&gt;* One word: FLUSH&lt;br /&gt;* Remember the phrases: You're right dear, Okay buy it.&lt;br /&gt;* If you're clever you'll always have the last word, BUT if you're really clever you won't use it!&lt;br /&gt;* When you're wrong admit it, when you're right shut up!&lt;br /&gt;* Share everything including the bedcovers.&lt;br /&gt;* The best way to remember an anniversary is to forget it once.&lt;br /&gt;* Set the ground rules first then do everything Rose tells you.&lt;br /&gt;* Do not let Rose ride BMX bikes…She might forget who you are.&lt;br /&gt;* Lastly one for the bedroom: laugh and the world laughs with you, snore and you sleep alone on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember a marriage is made in heaven, but the maintenance work is to be carried out on earth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, may you both continue to grow in love, not forgetting the importance of understanding, forgiveness and tolerance. But most importantly, may you never forget the love that brought you together today – a love so strong that you decided to share it forever in each other’s company.&lt;br /&gt; May your love be like the wind, strong enough to move the clouds, soft enough to never hurt but be always and never ending!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to you both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-109172798527576600?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/109172798527576600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=109172798527576600' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/109172798527576600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/109172798527576600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/08/here-comes-bride.html' title='Here comes the bride......'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-109149979876054906</id><published>2004-08-02T20:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T20:23:18.760-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop, children,what's that sound?</title><content type='html'>I really don't have much to say today. I worked and oh, what fun I din't have. Working with the public can really make you hate people. Anyway, the following is from a website called "Sinfest". Anyway yeah I though this was amusing. take a peek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*~*&lt;br /&gt;When I was little I thought adults had it made. They were much bigger, first of all, and they had all this cash to buy all the candy and toys they wanted. They went to these mysterious things called "jobs" and they could drive those car machines. What's more, they seemed to know things I didn't know. Important things. Meaningful things. Like how come sometimes they left the turn signal on after they'd already made the turn? There must be some reason to leave that bink bink bink sound on. But under what circumstances? And for how long? And why does monetary currency come in 1s and 5s and 10s but not 3s or 7s? This was especially crucial because I had big plans to one day utilize this money stuff to purchase large amounts of candy and toys. What if I went up to the cashier with a batch of Now-and-Laters and Transformers and he rang me up and it came out to $7.32? I'd look pretty foolish standing there without a 7 dollar bill. Or a 32 cent coin, for that matter. Anyway, these and other questions filled my childhood, but I had faith that, once inducted to the hallowed space of adulthood, the answers would come... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-109149979876054906?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/109149979876054906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=109149979876054906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/109149979876054906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/109149979876054906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/08/stop-childrenwhats-that-sound.html' title='Stop, children,what&apos;s that sound?'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-109133579777961494</id><published>2004-07-31T22:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T22:49:57.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to order an anchovy to go, and hold the pizza</title><content type='html'>So I am actually home on a Saturday night, amazing huh? Shawn has to work some pretty whacked out shifts this weekend, 6pm to 2am. I start work at 10am and finish work at 6pm. I probably won't see him till Monday night; maybe if he is nice he will come visit me at work tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to change my blog settings, can't get my links back and running, it is irritating me. I have been at it for an hour already.&lt;br /&gt;My back is peeling from the sunburn I got last Sunday. It should be nicely peeled by Rose's wedding next weekend. I can't believe how fast it actually came. I still don't have a speech ready; I was never really one for public speaking. I get all tongue tied.... even worse then I already am. My next day off is Friday, the day before the wedding. I hope I can come up with something to say before then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-109133579777961494?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/109133579777961494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=109133579777961494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/109133579777961494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/109133579777961494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-want-to-order-anchovy-to-go-and-hold.html' title='I want to order an anchovy to go, and hold the pizza'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-108973795759237421</id><published>2004-07-13T10:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T10:59:17.593-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We welcome you to munchkin land...fal a la la la........</title><content type='html'>So ball went all right on Friday. It will probably be the last game that I will get to play this year. I have to work during the rest of them. I'm not really heart broken by it. There was a tornado touchdown yesterday in Foam Lake.... Not concerned about the well being of my brother; more concerned about the well being of Peelio... sad I know.&lt;br /&gt;Shawn and I are going to the lake today.... hopefully it will stay nice outside...it looks like it is clouding over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-108973795759237421?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/108973795759237421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=108973795759237421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/108973795759237421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/108973795759237421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/07/we-welcome-you-to-munchkin-landfal-la.html' title='We welcome you to munchkin land...fal a la la la........'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-108940214594890454</id><published>2004-07-09T13:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T13:42:25.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't talk now....the squirrels are watching</title><content type='html'>So I went to the fair last night with Jason.... which was fun, to bad Shawn couldn't come too. There was a psychic there... that was pretty cool. I am supposedly going to live till the ripe old age of 82, going to have 2 kids and marry the guy I'm with now. I have no complaints with that.... &lt;br /&gt;Went on the Gravitron, forgot how fun that was. I was having a blast; it would have been cool to ride the mechanical bull.&lt;br /&gt;I have to play ball tonight after work... I'm going to have a very rough weekend I can see it already. Hopefully it will rain and I won't have to play...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-108940214594890454?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/108940214594890454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=108940214594890454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/108940214594890454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/108940214594890454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/07/cant-talk-nowthe-squirrels-are.html' title='Can&apos;t talk now....the squirrels are watching'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-108922182355231361</id><published>2004-07-07T11:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T11:37:03.553-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuttier that a Squirrel Turd</title><content type='html'>So nothing new... Rose's Shower turned out ok... More people showed up than I was expecting. On Sunday went to Regina.... spent 60 bucks on bras... not that anyone cares, but hey that was my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Shawn started his new job on Monday.... park ranger... I could think of some pretty kinky stuff with that...&lt;br /&gt;The fair starts today... apparently Jason and myself are going to go tomorrow and ride the “Gravitron”.... the only ride I will go on. Shawn and my self have to work on Friday so we can't go see Randy Bachman...I think Shawn is disappointed. &lt;br /&gt;I was so sick last night, I was fine at work got to Shawn... Popsicles wouldn't even stay down the hatch....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-108922182355231361?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/108922182355231361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=108922182355231361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/108922182355231361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/108922182355231361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/07/nuttier-that-squirrel-turd.html' title='Nuttier that a Squirrel Turd'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-108861565274893247</id><published>2004-06-30T11:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T11:18:51.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I’d tell you to go to Hell, but I work there and I don’t want to see you everyday</title><content type='html'>So yeah work is a total hellhole. I really want to get the hell out of there.... but I'm kinda attached to the place. It feels like a second home to me. I think I either need a very long holiday or I have to leave. On Monday I was pretty stressed out. I was in tears when I got home. So not like me. I think it was because I was so frustrated with the lack of communication around there. I was going to complain to Linda but I didn't get the chance. I'm fine now. However I think there must have been something seriously wrong with me, I actually wanted Mc Donald's food. &lt;br /&gt;Rose’s bridal shower is on Saturday…I’m hoping everything goes ok. I have been working on the games. Over 50 people were invited and we will be lucky if 20 people show up…. I knew it was a bad idea to have it on the long weekend. But no one would listen to me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to work tomorrow. I get to do nothing. Shawn got a job at Good Sprit Lake, he gets his spiffy new uniform on Monday.... Darcy figures it will be wild monkey sex all the time seeing Shawn in a cop like uniform... its pretty funny when two grown men are sitting there giggling like little girls talking about sex....&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of cops.... I was driving home this morning; going about 130 mph and I passed a cop. I was so freaking out... I guess the bird was flying to fast... I didn't get pulled over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-108861565274893247?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/108861565274893247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=108861565274893247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/108861565274893247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/108861565274893247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/06/id-tell-you-to-go-to-hell-but-i-work.html' title='I’d tell you to go to Hell, but I work there and I don’t want to see you everyday'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-108749856715604688</id><published>2004-06-17T12:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T12:57:45.183-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't go rushing to the light at the end of the tunnel; it just might be a train</title><content type='html'>So yeah, it is raining yet again. I'm guessing this is going to be a pretty craptacular summer. I'm just waiting for someone to build an ark. Yesterday was the frist day in a long time that the sky was clear... at lest it was most of the morning...it rained a little here.... but 8 o' clock last night it was a full out down pour. It was actually nice most of the day. everything is so wet. It is kinda depressing. To make matters worse, there are threats of frost...even snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-108749856715604688?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/108749856715604688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=108749856715604688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/108749856715604688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/108749856715604688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/06/dont-go-rushing-to-light-at-end-of.html' title='Don&apos;t go rushing to the light at the end of the tunnel; it just might be a train'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-108741554299184783</id><published>2004-06-16T13:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T13:52:22.990-06:00</updated><title type='text'> If you choke a smurf, what color does it turn?</title><content type='html'>So I was looking through some old e-mails today, and I came across this. I thought it was funny. I don't remember how old this actually is. It was an old e-mail.... didn't have that date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you choke a smurf, what color does it turn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A smurf is actually green, so it would turn a funny teal color. But how could you choke a smurf? They are to tiny, you would have to like,squeeze their little heads or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways its just a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-108741554299184783?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/108741554299184783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=108741554299184783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/108741554299184783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/108741554299184783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/06/if-you-choke-smurf-what-color-does-it.html' title=' If you choke a smurf, what color does it turn?'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-108698107152529697</id><published>2004-06-11T13:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T13:16:36.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not anti-social; I just hate being with people</title><content type='html'>So I had an interesting ride home this morning. I almost hit a Beaver. I saw something so I slowed down, at first I thought it was a raccoon, cause it was a bigger furrier animal then say a gopher. As I got closer I thought it was perhaps a badger. Then to my surprise it was a beaver. Could you imagine the damage to my car if I hit one of those?&lt;br /&gt;After the beaver I saw a deer, which is nothing, I see them all the time. But this deer changed its mind a few times. It saw me coming, so it turned and ran into the ditch. Then it realized there was a big slough and it decided to run across the road anyway. It was a good thing that I know how indecisive those animals are. I was wondering if I was gonna see a moose next.&lt;br /&gt;On a good note, the woodpecker isn't driving me nuts.... I don’t have to pull the sling shot out. I think the reason it shut-up is because of all the rain. I think it has rained almost every weekend that I have had off. Well it is better then the freak snow storms.&lt;br /&gt;The bad part about this rain is the basement is flooding. Have to go turn the pump on again in a few minutes. Dusty's litter box is down there, and I guess she braved the water, cause now there are little kitty marks all the way up the stairs. Kinda funny actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-108698107152529697?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/108698107152529697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=108698107152529697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/108698107152529697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/108698107152529697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/06/im-not-anti-social-i-just-hate-being.html' title='I&apos;m not anti-social; I just hate being with people'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-108680291586056170</id><published>2004-06-09T11:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T11:58:11.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid woodpecker.......Stupid cat......Stupid people on the other end of the phone</title><content type='html'>So I got a raise yesterday. A whole 25 cents. The plus part is that gas went down to 88.9. So now I can actually afford to drive to work.&lt;br /&gt;Playing &lt;strong&gt;Harvest Moon&lt;/strong&gt; again. I think that I am addicted that’s all Shawn and me pretty much do now after work. I eat supper and then we go downstairs and play &lt;strong&gt;Harvest Moon&lt;/strong&gt; till 1:00 am. The plus part is I should be getting married soon on the game....&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I thought I could sleep in....Wrong. At like 6 am a Stupid woodpecker decided it would be a good time to peck in the side of the house.... right under my window. So after he finally shut-up, Dusty decided it was time to come run ramped in my room. So she finally stops meowing and shuts up.... what next.... the flippin phone kept ringing. SO ok I'll get up and see what these people want cause the phone rang like 50 times. I go down stairs and I sit by the phone figuring if they phone again I'll ask them what the hell they want. Turns out the phone never rang after that till later in the day when my mom phoned to ask what time I started work. So I was awake at the time I usually am.... all because people suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-108680291586056170?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/108680291586056170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=108680291586056170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/108680291586056170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/108680291586056170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/06/stupid-woodpeckerstupid-catstupid.html' title='Stupid woodpecker.......Stupid cat......Stupid people on the other end of the phone'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-108628785029434291</id><published>2004-06-03T12:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T12:37:30.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy is how nature meant us to be</title><content type='html'>So have been busy working and playing &lt;strong&gt;Harvest Moon &lt;/strong&gt;. I know I so need to get a life. Had some Orioles on the Humming Bird feeder yesterday. There are tons of them around everyone in town has been sold out of them since the long weekend. I had one lady tell me that they like bananas. I put an orange out for them... don't want them fighting with the Hummers. &lt;br /&gt;Gas went down to 94.9 as apposed to 96.5. I can't wait till it is at a half decent price again. It is costing me $33.00 every time I fill me car up.... and that’s from half. It is normally only about $25.00.&lt;br /&gt;It finally stopped snowing here for a while. It is actually nice and warm out. For a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-108628785029434291?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/108628785029434291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=108628785029434291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/108628785029434291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/108628785029434291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/06/lazy-is-how-nature-meant-us-to-be.html' title='Lazy is how nature meant us to be'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-108516360102099114</id><published>2004-05-21T12:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T12:25:29.260-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Satan would be making Snowmen.....if he was into that sort of thing....</title><content type='html'>So this morning as I walked down the stairs I was greeted with snow. Now this wouldn't be unusual if it were, say.... JANUARY!!! But it is MAY 21!!!!! How much longer is Mother Nature going to make us suffer? It’s bad enough that we get a long enough winter, but for heaven sake if I wanted to live in an igloo I would move to the arctic. &lt;br /&gt;I mean I like snow as much as the next guy, but really snow in May is getting very annoying. I want rain!!! Not snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;To see some pictures, click on the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-108516360102099114?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.geocities.com/luckyscharms_3_16/photos.html' title='Satan would be making Snowmen.....if he was into that sort of thing....'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/108516360102099114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=108516360102099114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/108516360102099114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/108516360102099114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/05/satan-would-be-making-snowmenif-he-was.html' title='Satan would be making Snowmen.....if he was into that sort of thing....'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-108507154761233353</id><published>2004-05-20T10:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T10:45:47.613-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Match in the gas tank.....wait there is no gas in there......</title><content type='html'>So the gas price went up. Nazi Cows. It was at 85.9 cents a litre last night and now it is 96.9. Damn government. I will have to get a third job just to pay for the trip back and forth to work. This is just utterly ridiculous. And probably the government won't do a thing about it. Hell we pay for their gas... You know, riding in Limos and such. It’s nice to see that our tax money is going to go use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should start riding my bike to work…. If I leave now…I might get there by mid-night…. If I don’t die first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-108507154761233353?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/108507154761233353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=108507154761233353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/108507154761233353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/108507154761233353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/05/match-in-gas-tankwait-there-is-no-gas.html' title='Match in the gas tank.....wait there is no gas in there......'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-108498832177660874</id><published>2004-05-19T11:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-05-19T11:38:41.776-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I shall call him Squishy, and he shall be mine, and he shall be my Squishy</title><content type='html'>So yeah, I think I'm getting the Flu...or West Nile or perhaps some other disease. I woke up last night thinking I was in an oven. I was so extremely hot I thought I was going to explode. After something cold to drink and sleeping on the floor I was fine. Perhaps it was cause by the fact that Shawn produces enough body heat to not need a blanket? I don't know. I just know that the floor was nice and cold to sleep on... And today I feel cruddy, but I will go to work anyway... cause that’s just the way I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can finally walk on my foot properly again. Brian said he felt bad for running me over with the flower cart. It was an accident, and it was most likely my own fault. But &lt;strong&gt;damn&lt;/strong&gt;, it hurt like hell. Work the next day was total hell. I think I should have just changed my name to Hop-a-long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard that it is suppose to snow today or something. Yesterday it was 26 degrees out. I thought I was gonna die at work. Hopefully it only rains. We need a good rain to really settle things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving home this morning, I realize that Broadway looks like a grid road. It is all gravel. I am still trying to figure out which moron thought it was a good idea to cover the main street in gravel....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-108498832177660874?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/108498832177660874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=108498832177660874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/108498832177660874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/108498832177660874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-shall-call-him-squishy-and-he-shall.html' title='I shall call him Squishy, and he shall be mine, and he shall be my Squishy'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-108448288019374086</id><published>2004-05-13T15:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T15:14:40.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Perry the Pessimistic Pea Pod </title><content type='html'>So yeah it snowed yesterday. May 12, and it snowed! How totally messed up is that. I figure we will have a total of 4 months out of 12 that won't have snow... then again this is Saskatchewan, and anything is possible.&lt;br /&gt;It looks pretty nice out today...it actually looks like spring for a change.... The sun is out. The last few days it looked more like November instead of May. It makes a person depressed. To bad it is only 10 degrees outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-108448288019374086?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/108448288019374086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=108448288019374086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/108448288019374086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/108448288019374086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/05/perry-pessimistic-pea-pod.html' title='Perry the Pessimistic Pea Pod '/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562666.post-108369145095733320</id><published>2004-05-04T11:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T11:28:03.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't ask me I was hired for my looks....</title><content type='html'>I don't have to work today...which is pretty cool considering I thought I had to. The minus side though, that means that I will probably have to work five days in a row and I hate doing that... it sucks major ass.&lt;br /&gt;I have been working on the invitations to Rose's bridal shower. So far so good: that is just one thing off the list of wedding stuff I have to do. I still have to come up with a speech.... maybe some good old horror stories from the past. I don't know yet. I still have to get my dress altered....&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.... I guess I should get onto that art stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6562666-108369145095733320?l=bananasmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/108369145095733320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6562666&amp;postID=108369145095733320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/108369145095733320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6562666/posts/default/108369145095733320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasmurf.blogspot.com/2004/05/dont-ask-me-i-was-hired-for-my-looks.html' title='Don&apos;t ask me I was hired for my looks....'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02932547056756961222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QYQ2qMXxwek/SSww_pX4KOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZ-lkSkDlDA/S220/facer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
