<?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-18520949</id><updated>2011-07-07T20:35:44.658-05:00</updated><title type='text'>fuzzy cattle what?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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instead of white, its the sounds of children back in school, and the lines of nervous teens and parents in line at the stores with baskets filled high of must haves to live out the year. its the crickets that start to make an appearance and the bolder rustle of leaves...almost as if they are whispering 'do you see me? are you watching? get ready cause im gonna put on a show...you think im just plain and green and dull...well get ready...are you ready? are you watching?'&lt;br /&gt;i am.&lt;br /&gt;i am watching Lord. breathless and nervous with anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;i am ready to see what this new season of life holds.&lt;br /&gt;i am ready to watch how you unveil your glory and power.&lt;br /&gt;i am ready to see where you will put me in that story.&lt;br /&gt;i am ready to start that new part, the part where you call me to new things that challenge me and pull out the inadequacies. the things that will cause me to laugh and cry and scream and love and grow and change.&lt;br /&gt;i may hate the actual act of changing but i love that moment where you can feel its breath on the back of your neck quietly saying...are you ready?&lt;br /&gt;its that moment where everything stills. and there is this quiet almost humid timeless moment...where you know you will never be the same from that moment on and that it will be the start of something big...even if you dont quite know what...but you feel it...as the wind begins to whisper into a gust and your soul knows that you have felt the breath of God.&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;and it brings a sweetness like no other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart yearns for cooler weather and bright golds, reds, and oranges in the trees but till then i will sit in the sweetness of the knowledge that it IS coming. and it is that, that i will hold onto for the time being.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-7577540524761118298</id><published>2010-01-03T03:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T03:48:16.305-06:00</updated><title type='text'>im back in the saddle again...</title><content type='html'>so its 3 am...almost 3:30am and i need to get to bed but felt the need to dust off this blog and fire it up again.  after spending time to erase all the blue pill comments that have been posted i felt a need to not only beef-up security but started to read and felt a little nostalgic. this blog documented a crazy point of life for me...not unlike the one im currently in...and so...well we shall see how long this lasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things that have changed since the last time i blogged...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i graduated college freakin finally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realized that i am called to go overseas to africa and maybe some other places too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have learned oodles more about God, Jesus, and myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God really put me to the test of if i would go to the ends of the earth for Him...i now live with my parents in the lou...flash from the past and has caused and is causing me to relive a lot that i had hoped would remain lost and forgotten about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am amazed at how perfect Gods timing is as well as His amazing ability to redeem and restore and salvage things that have been lost and tried to be forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure there is more but thats a taste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and my bun calib "fatman" ...he can now officially be called the toeless wonder cause he like my first bun boo boo, has a left back paw that now only has 3 toes...instead of the usual 4.  and let me just say that bunny toe amputations...well they dont come cheap! bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;themes that God is impressing upon me right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust Him trust Him trust Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His timing is perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a jealous God and when anything starts to really divide my heart and or my attention...He very quickly will call me back so that the only thing i am truly clinging to is Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PATIENCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERSERVERANCE (which by the way i am beginning to think must be my middle name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its joy in the little things that allow you to handle the big things and the not so pretty things and the down right U-GuLY things, joy is what brings us back to hope and hope is what brings us back to faith     (inpart taken from a conversation with a really wise woman...you know the type...super profound but doesnt see herself in any way as being profound...man i love people like that! lady i hope you know who you are you are loved and are truly a joy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;renewal, rebuilding, and building (aka soaking up as much as i can with the understanding that this is preparation for all that God has for me to do...both here and now and beyond)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well its super late. i will now be sleeping in super late and thus making my mom worry more by not waking with her when the sun rises. oh how she worries...i pray that she can get a break from the worries...i pray she can find some peace...cause i cant imagine having to live life worrying that much about everything and everyone. it just makes me tired and heartsick just thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace...my peace i give to you...not of that which the world gives...but mine which is an everlasting peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a direct quote but i think its a paraphrase or at least how my heart remembers and responds to it...i think its in john. but im ok with not really knowing right now and leaving that for another time, another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace and blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-me&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-7577540524761118298?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/7577540524761118298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=7577540524761118298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/7577540524761118298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/7577540524761118298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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of the story...ive already set out and done what God has sent me to do, yes i may still have some story left that i am unaware of yet but i have made a difference...maybe not in the lives of hundreds of people across the world...but well actually i have affected plenty of the world...so in essence i dont have to strive anymore...its already done and if there is more it will get done before i leave this world...i finally understand what it means to truly let God hold my whole life in his hands...and i can be ok with that. why do i care so much about making a difference? why am i so blind as to how much of a difference ive already made? why is rejoycing in the little things such a hard thing to do? and why must everything i do be for everyone else and not for me? i have been in teh midst of overhauling my life lately and have come to realize that i get one chance at this life, i have one time to live my life to the fullest and to enjoy all the little things around me...only ONE, and i refuse to live it for anyone else (other than God) from now on...from now on this life is for me and most importantly for God because i want to make a difference to him more than anything or anyone else. this right here, right now, is my time to shine, my time to fly...and i can do that even by just bringing a smile to someone's face...i dont have to go out and slay dragons...i can instead just enjoy the grass and the butterflies. what beauty this broken world beholds...i can't wait to go home...for i feel i am becoming homesick for that home i've never seen...but may my life be used to the best of God's ability before i go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-8147686537366133061?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/8147686537366133061/comments/default' title='Post 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just kidding. its amazing how some days just make you feel like a punching bag and i just find it so funny how you can take so much of it and then you just dont have any more room to absorb stuff. but i am thankful to be surrounded by people who were supportive today and gave me a shoulder to cry on (actually quite literally) and who calmed me down and reminded me of what is important and that i need to remember what my dad always says...you've got to just take one day at a time...how true and how difficult. mmm the joys of being an emotionally sensitive person...mmm ah well tomorrow will be better and today has improved so its all good...and yeah go ahead hassle me...then see what happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(side note: i do not take any responsibility for my actions if hassled)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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stress!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-8003599673558122303</id><published>2007-01-16T17:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T17:26:37.488-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney eat your heart out!</title><content type='html'>I live in the best place ever!  The amount of nature that surrounds me even in this populated area...its great!  Today as I went to school (even though I found out once I got there that it had been cancelled...yeah that was a fun surprise let me tell you!) I saw the usual twenty thousand squirrel's on campus and heading back home I saw two bluejays.  But the kicker was my back yard.  Three bunny rabbits and a pair of cardinals...all in a 5 ft. by 5ft. spot...yeah it looked like a hallmark greeting card and the scary part to me is that I could be content to just sit there all day and watch em.  I cant sit still for anything unless Im watching nature...go figure!  These are the days when I wish my telephoto lense was just a bit longer...cause then I would have been able to get some photos...but its not so I didnt. :(  Well Im off to go see if I can spot anything else today...cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-8003599673558122303?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/8003599673558122303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=8003599673558122303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/8003599673558122303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/8003599673558122303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2007/01/disney-eat-your-heart-out.html' title='Disney eat your heart out!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-2070344052767580769</id><published>2007-01-12T01:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T01:36:26.584-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a reflection and then-some</title><content type='html'>so tonight was girl's coffee night where the gathering's girls meets and 'discusses amongst themselves'.  we were to go around tonight and talk about what god's been teaching us when i really started to think about all that god has taught me in the last year.  and its amazing!  god has slowly been showing me my worth, my true worth.  and while its been hard and ive been fighting all the way...its been freeing too.  in the last year i quit two jobs that just killed my spirit, ive gone back to what i love, god's reinforced that i have a passion for children, and music, and dancing, and just worshiping god.  ive started many stellar friendships and (get this!) KEPT them!  that is something im not always the best at because i end up running when things get hard, hard that is for me.  ive learned more about myself and what i need to survive: plenty of quiet time, time alone away from people, sleep, eating healthy foods and regularly, god, an abundance of love which god has provided, and strong support from those who are also on a strong walk with god.  that is just the starter list too.  this year has been a whirlwind and my uncle's death has only impressed that on me more.  life is way to short to sit on the side lines or wait for it to pass on by or to be sitting somewhere where you arent happy.  i dont want to not like where im at...i want to be happy in the now, i want to be happy with what ive got and who im with.  i want to find the little things to rejoice about.  i dont want to waste what short time i've got, cause i do know that...that whenever my time does come i will think its been too short and i want to get as much crammed in as possible.  so here's to many more nights of laughter as well as finding out that potato flakes have their own aisle at the hen house.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-2070344052767580769?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/2070344052767580769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=2070344052767580769' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/2070344052767580769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/2070344052767580769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2007/01/reflection-and-then-some.html' title='a reflection and then-some'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-4853626328499277844</id><published>2006-12-23T23:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T23:28:47.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a little extra somethin under the tree...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RY4N2HYLgqI/AAAAAAAAAAk/zu_KCGXfsqs/s1600-h/flopped+under+the+tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011958658654503586" style="FLOAT: left; 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(and so's my bunny!)&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-8407549627163807143?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/8407549627163807143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=8407549627163807143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/8407549627163807143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/8407549627163807143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/12/look-out-st-louisim-commin-home.html' title='Look out St. Louis...I&apos;m commin home!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-1381435945458309812</id><published>2006-12-13T02:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T02:49:52.651-06:00</updated><title type='text'>still face down</title><content type='html'>yeah that's right at this point im breathing in carpet fibers because i have been so face down on my knees lately by gods great wonder.  i cannot tell you how wonderful it is to be on break because i can actually take the time to listen for god and then hear what he has to say. i am going to be so sad when this season is over...because i think its just going to be one of those super sweet, packed-full of frying pans (common frying pans...you know those lessons that just hit you hard enough that they almost actually hurt and leave you dazed and confused in the process...yeah frying pans). not only do i love my god but i LOVE christmas...i love everything its supposed to stand for i love family and friends and good food and being wrapped up cozy-warm with a soft fuzzy blanket (or at least supposed to...the weather lately...um yeah...) i just LOVE this time of year. maybe its still cause im a kid at heart but just the idea of christmas gets me so excited i just cant even sit still! and when i think of linus' speech in A Charlie Brown Christmas...i think im gonna explode of joy and happiness. did i mention i love this time of year?&lt;br /&gt;ok so to summarize, god is great and god is good, my nose is full of carpet fibers because i keep falling facedown in amazement and i get just plain giddy about christmas and all that it entails. love to you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah and happy jesus to you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-1381435945458309812?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/1381435945458309812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=1381435945458309812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/1381435945458309812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/1381435945458309812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/12/still-face-down.html' title='still face down'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-6486191049363580439</id><published>2006-12-09T01:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T01:50:29.571-06:00</updated><title type='text'>and i fall face down</title><content type='html'>i had a moment tonight...er...this morning?  i dunno its still night to me cause i havent been to sleep yet...anyhoo i had a moment in which god tore about a ten foot wall i had buildt up down to rubble tonight.  and it was amazing.  and it was glorious.  i cannot tell you all how distant ive been feeling from god, a combination i think of me unconciously pulling away and being super busy with work and school and trying to keep up with everything and it just took its toll...and now that im done with school till january all of the lies i deal with on a day to day basis are quieter and i can finally hear god again...and its the most wonderous gift i could think of.  and the immense peace i feel in my soul and in my heart when i know for certain that its gods voice im hearing...yes i heard him loud and clear tonight (actually most of the day) and it was SO what i needed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darota thank you for your wonderous heart and your knowledgeable spirit...i love ya and miss ya terribly.  becky thank you more than i think i can express...lately ive been needing to remind myself what a gift it is to be able to get up and go dance...thanks!  and thanks to all of my other friends who have stood by me and supported me this last year...it means the world to me.  i am just truly feeling awestruck and blessed...god shook me to my core tonight with how much he loves and cares for all of us, not just me.  not to mention how amazing his plans for us are. mmmm.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-6486191049363580439?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/6486191049363580439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=6486191049363580439' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/6486191049363580439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/6486191049363580439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/12/and-i-fall-face-down.html' title='and i fall face down'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-1182296369222312814</id><published>2006-12-07T14:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T14:29:04.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'>one day more...</title><content type='html'>if anyone is reading this mindless stream of conciousness that i would dare to call a blog and is curious as to what to pray for me for...well here you can pray along with me as i call on god for some much needed help:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want tomorrow to be over so i can get on with my life! dear lord please just let this semester die already! let it be done! i want to be able to focus on you and not feel guilty because of all the studying or paper writing that i should be doing or should be done when i choose to seek you. please let me find the strength to just focus on school for one more day (cause at this point i am just not sure im gonna make it!) please god light a fire up under me to motivate me to study for my last final! i need all the help i can get cause ive just gotta pass this class...if i dont...im gonna be stuck with an additional semester and i dont think i can handle that. please please please let me pass my final and more so my class!&lt;br /&gt;-amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and peace to you all! may your finals go smoothly and may we all make it through this semester unscathed and triumphant!&lt;br /&gt;-m&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-1182296369222312814?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/1182296369222312814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=1182296369222312814' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/1182296369222312814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/1182296369222312814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/12/one-day-more.html' title='one day more...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-4435286413490038284</id><published>2006-12-02T03:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T03:31:01.258-06:00</updated><title type='text'>all in a day's work?</title><content type='html'>ok so today was one of those days where i felt like i was constantly on the move and felt more like three days rolled into one...here is my day in a nutshell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all started at 3:30AM when i got an idea and started choreographing my solo...by 4AM i was done with about a minute but had trouble sleeping after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:30 i get up to my alarm and start to get ready for school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get out the door at about 7:35 (a bit late for me) and start to warm up my car while cleaning it off...it took FOREVER for my car to warm up thereby making me 20!!!! (yes TWENTY) minutes late to my 8 am class...NEVER a good way to start the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got to school its easy to say i was just a tad miffed at the fact that only about a 1/5 of the school showed up mainly due to the fact that no one wanted to come into school today and i think most of us felt we deserved a snow day (especially since hte rest of the school around here got one!) so my classes were unreasonably small and my teachers were frustrated that there were so few of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a showing today of my choreography which didnt go all that well...i didnt crash and burn but it sure wasnt smooth sailing. it also didnt help to have at least two different people continually saying in my ear how bad they were going to do and how awful the whole thing was...gotta love how dern catchy negativity is...i managed to not be affected by it but not by much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once the showing was over i stopped by work to pick up my pay check and wait for a pizza to take home. (felt like the pizza took forever but it was mainly due to the fact that i was starving...you see in my rush to get to school i didnt get breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got home and then once done eating left to go pay a visit to a birthday boy...happy birthday Sam! and then stopped at the grocery store for hot chocolate before heading to the annual Elf party. watched the movie Elf and enjoyed getting to see so many friends. i actually got a backrub and then someone played with my hair and literally almost put me to sleep...thanks caley! (i SOOOO needed that relaxation!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while socializing after the movie was over a friend who had just left came back bearing a little dog who was cute as can be but had obviously been outside for quite sometime...the poor thing was soooo matted! it was matted so much so that my friends and i ended up shearing the little thing...yes that is right we sheared a dog with scissors and while it looked so much better it was definatley a butcher job and the fur is all kinds of lengths...we were just happy to get rid of its matted shell...quite simply the dog's coat was like thick heavy lambswool...it was just horriffic especially since once it had its new hair cut not only did the pup bounce around and do leaps of joy that it could feel the warm air again but it also lost like a good inch at least around from the shell it had created...oh yeah and i forgot to mention how stinky the dog was as well as the fact that its coat was so icky it was making everyone sneeze and or have allergy problems because of it. so yeah at 1AM the dog was finally getting shampooed in order to smell better and us weary make-shift dog groomers were heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah im tired and weary and on top of all of this action i had a fun day full of me with plenty of random times to sit and think about some things...so yeah it was a full full day but all in all it was a good one spent with many many friends...such an insane blessing! love you all but ive gotta get to bed!&lt;br /&gt;-michelle&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-4435286413490038284?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/4435286413490038284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=4435286413490038284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/4435286413490038284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/4435286413490038284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/12/all-in-days-work.html' title='all in a day&apos;s work?'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-2994291825075096734</id><published>2006-11-29T10:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T10:33:29.755-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the gift of peace</title><content type='html'>this verse:&lt;br /&gt; "Peace I bequeath to you, my peace I give you. Peace which the world cannot give; this is my gift to you. Do not let your hearts be troubled or afraid." —John 14:27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which i found on &lt;a href="http://ragingwildebeest.blogspot.com"&gt;amy's blog &lt;/a&gt;reminded me of a &lt;a href="http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2005/12/true-peace.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; i wrote about this time last year...&lt;br /&gt;simply wonderous.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may everyone find true peace this season!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-2994291825075096734?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/2994291825075096734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=2994291825075096734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/2994291825075096734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/2994291825075096734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/11/gift-of-peace.html' title='the gift of peace'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-4010795155420403048</id><published>2006-11-26T23:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T00:08:05.510-06:00</updated><title type='text'>and the invite said to bring pants...</title><content type='html'>ok so sat. i went to an underpants party...i dare not share the story behind it but lets just say it involves a woman and her underpants and the end result was putting them on her head before realizing that they were what they were.  (its a great story i just dont know how much im truly able to divulge) anyhoo the idea was to show up with underpants on your head and that you would not be admitted unless you had them and were wearing them...it turned out that i was the only brave soul who wore them for the entire party...sadly i had to have someone remind me to take them off before i left. (its me go figure!) but i do think that everyone should get to have a party like this one...it was great fun to see what people brought to wear AND i got to play with a one legged goose and crazy glue...or at least i tried until i realized that the crazy glue was all dried...poor goose still has only one good leg! anyway here is a photo of me and the goose and my underpants...and yes they are CLEAN! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7029/2260/1600/68528/underpants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7029/2260/200/431070/underpants.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-4010795155420403048?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/4010795155420403048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=4010795155420403048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/4010795155420403048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/4010795155420403048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/11/and-invite-said-to-bring-pants.html' title='and the invite said to bring pants...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-1924497987191554962</id><published>2006-11-23T14:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T14:28:17.921-06:00</updated><title type='text'>turkey and all that</title><content type='html'>lord may i always be able to remember what im thankful for, may i not take my friends and family for granted and may i always be able to find the joy and happiness even at the darkest points. May i always remember your grace and your love for me as well as everyone else. and lord may i always keep seeking you, let my eyes always look to you for hope and inspiration and may i feel courageous enough to go when you call. lord remind us all that we HAVE been blessed and still are blessed. in your holy name&lt;br /&gt;amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope all yalls turkey is as good as mine was!&lt;br /&gt;blessings!&lt;br /&gt;-m&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-1924497987191554962?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/1924497987191554962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=1924497987191554962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/1924497987191554962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/1924497987191554962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/11/turkey-and-all-that.html' title='turkey and all that'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-2517561994908188357</id><published>2006-11-21T06:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T06:53:11.715-06:00</updated><title type='text'>as time stood still...</title><content type='html'>that is kind of how ive been feeling lately...as if time has just stopped for a while and im just still going on about my daily life not really aware yet that everything else has stopped...god has been trying to get me to reflect on my astronomical journey that has been this last year but something in me just doesnt want to stop and face it. part of me doesnt want to think about how miserable i was just a year ago or how hopeless i felt 12 measley months ago. i think partially because a part of me still wonders if i will end up back there again...i know that is just a venomous thought process but i think to some extent its still so new there are times it feels as though it could get ripped away at any second. ive come so far but still have so far to go. i now have hope and more peace than i ever thought possible but im still an emotional stressball that can freakout and cry with the best of 'em. i still have a really really hard time telling people how i truly feel about the important stuff and im still scared stupid about my potential. how do you put the past behind you and truly move forward? how do you claim your potential while staying humble? is that even an option? i feel like the more i try to get to who i am the more questions i get and the fewer answers there are. i know im changing because i feel all of my lines blurring (which typically seems to happen right before i grow/change) but this sense of blurring just seems to increase with no end in sight...and its starting to really unsettle me when i actually stop and take notice of it. lately it seems like i only get fleeting moments of truly feeling like myself and the rest of the time is just spent in limbo...well im tired of limbo...i may be flexible but everyone has thier breaking point. how do you continue to move forward if you dont even know who you are anymore? i know who ive been, i know who i wish i could be but where am i? where is the authentic me and how do i keep her out in the open?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im tired need to sleep a little...yeah yeah yeah i know its crazy late...but if you know me at all you know that this is what happens when i start really analyzing things. i promise ill get some sleep and take care of myself...i just can keep running from this...this needs to be dealt with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-2517561994908188357?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/2517561994908188357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=2517561994908188357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/2517561994908188357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/2517561994908188357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/11/as-time-stood-still.html' title='as time stood still...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-7194107208389096136</id><published>2006-11-18T01:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T01:48:05.897-06:00</updated><title type='text'>that groove down in my soul</title><content type='html'>ok there is something about good music and how it just hits down to the core of you. and man i love that! i love feeling that beat in my chest and having it just resonate. LOVE IT! and i love stores that are amazing and just blow your mind with how much neat stuff they've got...(check out the saltmine at oak park mall!) and i love it when sales people hit a home run with stuff...thanks mister redwine! yay! i also love the fact that today FINALLY the people at UPS left my package at my door instead of making me have to go all the way to the headquarters to pick it up...YAY! YAY! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok and the random thought of the day sparked by some of the clothing options out there right now...i think it would be hilarious to open a store called ...get ready for it... called:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You-da-HO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it would offer street and loungewear fashions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah wuddya think about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha....ok im sorry i thought it was really funny. i mean who exactly would shop at a store called you-da-ho? hee hee hee. k im done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-7194107208389096136?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/7194107208389096136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=7194107208389096136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/7194107208389096136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/7194107208389096136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/11/that-groove-down-in-my-soul.html' title='that groove down in my soul'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-3412492654174922940</id><published>2006-11-12T18:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T18:09:39.743-06:00</updated><title type='text'>check this out!!!!</title><content type='html'>ok so yes im doing well and blah blah blah but go check this blog out! a friend of mine from the internship this summer has started blogging and she has already caused me to re-evaluate myself and that is always a trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so go! go now! go check &lt;a href="http://all-for-the-king.blogspot.com"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-3412492654174922940?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/3412492654174922940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=3412492654174922940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/3412492654174922940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/3412492654174922940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/11/check-this-out.html' title='check this out!!!!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-5997094773746960650</id><published>2006-11-08T10:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T10:50:43.807-06:00</updated><title type='text'>all that and a bag of chips...</title><content type='html'>not much to share right now...life has calmed slightly and im loving it! but there's still plenty of semester left and plenty of have-to's need-to's and want-to's...so im off and running again...or at least am trying to. ok so two things to go do with me...number one...go praise jesus cause he is amazing and continues to do amazing and wonderful things...and two...go say something nice to someone else (and here's the kicker...MEAN IT!)&lt;br /&gt;k happy day to you.&lt;br /&gt;-m&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-5997094773746960650?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/5997094773746960650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=5997094773746960650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/5997094773746960650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/5997094773746960650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/11/all-that-and-bag-of-chips.html' title='all that and a bag of chips...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-1137120052900834809</id><published>2006-11-05T01:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T01:36:11.629-06:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>well the finantial aid fairy decided to come visit me finally... WHOO HOO! take a load off! ok so besides that good news i am still unfortunately sick, better (thanks to the meds the dr. gave me) but im still sick. had a great time last night er...scratch that this morning at the 24 hr. prayer event for heartland's go. campagin it was awesome i just wish i could have stayed longer (ended up leaving cause i couldnt stop coughing). anyhoo thats about it for now. ill write more when ive got something interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side note: some of the best people watching ive had in a long time...halloween night at chipolte...people can get pretty creative as well as crazy when free food is involved...just ask aaron and his tinfoil snake. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-1137120052900834809?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/1137120052900834809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=1137120052900834809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/1137120052900834809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/1137120052900834809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/11/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-124261523931615495</id><published>2006-10-30T00:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T00:37:48.998-06:00</updated><title type='text'>what a weekend!!!!</title><content type='html'>its an amazing weekend! in no particular order i heard god loud and clear speak directly into my life, the cardinals WON THE WORLD SERIES!!!!! (YES WE WON BRAGGING RIGHTS FOR A WHOLE YEAR!!!!!!) AND i got to hear charlie hall not only sing for the gathering at digital labrador but he also talked about princess dresses and how much he enjoys saying the word bottom...how much better could this weekend have been? (well aside from the fact that i got sick and my snot is neon green?!) but ill take the snot in exchange for everything else! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in short charlie hall is even cooler than i first thought, go Cardinals...hooray for my hometeam in st.louis, and god continually rocks my socks off again and again and i hope he continues to do so. and with that im going to bed. g'nite! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-124261523931615495?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/124261523931615495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=124261523931615495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/124261523931615495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/124261523931615495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-weekend.html' title='what a weekend!!!!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-4725594147038690715</id><published>2006-10-24T15:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T15:43:59.195-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bzzzzz</title><content type='html'>ok so that is the sound i think im making right now (of course inbetween laughing and crying...oh common you know i do both oh so well...and often) but um yeah i feel like im constantly on the go and because of that this blog has been neglected a bit...ive had some good tidbits for it but by the time i get home and sit down and try to recall them...yeah they're long gone and it makes me wonder if any of them even happened...anyhoo im hanging in there overall im mainly adjusted to school finally and just trying to still get back into dancing shape as well as just try to get aclimated to dancing for 3 hours and then going to work for 3+ (typically more like 5)...but its at the very least keeping me out of trouble. (dern it!) i like to cause trouble. oh well i guess that will have to be what this weekend is for...&lt;br /&gt;oh yes ladies and gents i have only two more full days after today 'till fall back!!!! whoo hoo! i am so ready for a vaccation! BRING IT ON!!!!! trees and canoes and my favorite...FIRE as in bonfire. :)&lt;br /&gt;ok well i as usual gotta run but blessings to you all and happy commings and goings. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-4725594147038690715?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/4725594147038690715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=4725594147038690715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/4725594147038690715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/4725594147038690715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/10/bzzzzz.html' title='bzzzzz'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-2131670393318513094</id><published>2006-10-15T23:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T23:51:59.339-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FYI</title><content type='html'>in case y'all DIDNT know...um...jon shirley rocks my socks off and his new album Heaven Hear Us is now out in the world for all to hear...it will be on itunes on tuesday the 17th. or you can just go &lt;a href="http://jonshirley.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more info. (trust me you want to hear this! its truly amazing stuff!) so tell your family, tell your friends, let them hear what the ruckus is all about! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-2131670393318513094?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/2131670393318513094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=2131670393318513094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/2131670393318513094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/2131670393318513094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/10/fyi.html' title='FYI'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-1447110341509399512</id><published>2006-10-12T16:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T16:13:11.328-05:00</updated><title type='text'>did i really just do that?</title><content type='html'>ok the title suggests that i had a super typical michelle moment but unfortunately its a fairly tame one...still funny but not nearly as good as say the saturday of high school's homecomming leaving the keys in my car and locking the door with the car running on the day that my dad was outside working on his car so he couldnt come rescue me without borrowing the neighbors car...yeah its no where as good as that but here goes:&lt;br /&gt;ok so i was walking to my car with a couple girls from the dance department and i noticed that one had on a walt disney sweatshirt so we started talking about walt disney world and how much i loved it (i went for the first time only like 2 or so years ago) and how much of a nut i was when i was there...well i guess i got a bit more excited than i had realized because when i got to my car i had my house key in my hand and i was secconds away from trying to fit my house key into my car door...um yeah...you know you're a bit off or out of it when...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats my story and im stickin to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and for those of you who care the countdowns are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aprox. 3 days til jon shirley releases his new cd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aprox. 15 days til fall back retreat! whoo hoo! nature here i come! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-1447110341509399512?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/1447110341509399512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=1447110341509399512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/1447110341509399512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/1447110341509399512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/10/did-i-really-just-do-that.html' title='did i really just do that?'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-8326571641578736130</id><published>2006-10-10T01:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T01:47:21.817-05:00</updated><title type='text'>how incredibly depressing!</title><content type='html'>ok first of all read the previous blog first...its ok ill wait you need to catch up before you can get the full magnitude of this next sentence.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done? ok good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um yeah it didnt do anything but tell me to download something, no noise, no funny cartoon, no movie no NOTHIN! im sooo bummed now! and the worst part about it is that i knew that would be the case! bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does anyone know where i can get some fart sludge? (aka packaged goop that comes in a cup that i can easily spend hours making the most wretched noises with)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-8326571641578736130?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/8326571641578736130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=8326571641578736130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/8326571641578736130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/8326571641578736130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/10/how-incredibly-depressing.html' title='how incredibly depressing!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-3409888110676782210</id><published>2006-10-10T01:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T01:42:25.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'>you know you belong in third grade when...</title><content type='html'>everything during the day has been about farts or farting or some other sort of bathroom humor that you find absolutely hillarious.  um yeah...im twenty six years old and i still laugh at fart sounds, i laugh at bathroom humor jokes (loudly and for long often extended periods of time) and i found nothing funnier today well...ok i did but get to that in a sec...than the oprah show today with oprah talking about farts and poop and what normal looks like, smells like, and etc. and so forth...it was fabulous! (as well as informative). ok so the one thing i found funnier than oprah trying to explain that if you talk about farting and poop with integrity that its ok and grown up was comming accross this ad on my myspace, its one of those blah blah blah click here things and you know if you do you'll be upset you did in like 0.5 sec. because it either will take eons to load or it will crash your computer due to the amount of pop up ads it would stir up, or it will be nothing pertaining to the ad at all...ok well the ad essentially says this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;fart&lt;br /&gt;button&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(arrow pointing down to a picture of a big red button)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(below the big red button an arrow pointing up to it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRESS IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in little bitty print underneath)&lt;br /&gt;you know you want to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then at the bottom is an option for sound on or sound off!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean what torture! i know full well that i should not at all deal with it in the least but something is really tugging at me to push the freakin button! i wanna push it! i think especially since i am for some really sad reason hoping that it would make a wonderfully horrible sound...ok so exactly how immature is that? um yeah...so im gonna go be a third grader and push it and will report back (hopefully) assuming my computer doesnt crash or any other strange phenomenon. there is just something about someone goading me into stuff that just aint right but it seems to work more than i want it to! hmmm a point to ponder....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-3409888110676782210?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/3409888110676782210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=3409888110676782210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/3409888110676782210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/3409888110676782210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/10/you-know-you-belong-in-third-grade-when.html' title='you know you belong in third grade when...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-2261039823041105751</id><published>2006-10-09T01:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T01:09:44.808-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the wonderful world of chilis</title><content type='html'>seen and heard in a booth at chilis: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wow! THANK YOU! That's amazing!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(as nick pick scoots over in the booth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yeah...people say that my butt is really hot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(dont worry Henry! *name changed to protect the innocent*...i wont post it!...oops...ok well it was just too good a comment to not post!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-2261039823041105751?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/2261039823041105751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=2261039823041105751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/2261039823041105751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/2261039823041105751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/10/wonderful-world-of-chilis.html' title='the wonderful world of chilis'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-7377169304101613012</id><published>2006-10-08T17:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T17:03:32.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a ponder...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Every color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Every style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We were all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Born to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-author unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-7377169304101613012?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/7377169304101613012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=7377169304101613012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/7377169304101613012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/7377169304101613012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/10/ponder.html' title='a ponder...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-7191803675355516214</id><published>2006-10-07T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T13:45:13.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>you know _____ when....</title><content type='html'>you know you're in the dance department when....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-inevitably during a showing of choreography SOMEBODY gets pissed off and storms out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the teachers start talking and cant stop until 15 minutes later someone interrupts them and reminds them where they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the smell of dirty feet starts to remind you of popcorn or less horrific smells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-you arent afraid to go out in public in pjs or any other scantily clad outfit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-when you automatically look for the most comfortable warm clothes when shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-when you automatically put your hair up and out of your face even when you dont have to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know you're an emotional person when....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-in trying to show and explain the vision cast of your choreography project you end up bawling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know you're good at hiding it when.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-you're teacher looks at you like you have three heads when you tell him you arent surprised you cried and then proceed to tell him that you are just good at faking it as far as not being emotional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah...oh well if nothing else yesterday was entertaining! here's to another entertaining day! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-7191803675355516214?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/7191803675355516214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=7191803675355516214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/7191803675355516214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/7191803675355516214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/10/you-know-when.html' title='you know _____ when....'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-115999535094189196</id><published>2006-10-04T15:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T15:55:51.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>yet another wildlife sighting</title><content type='html'>ok so apparently i have a knack for spotting local wildlife...i just wish this time i hadnt. so last night i came home and was walking towards the front door of my apartment complex when i spotted the largest gardner snake i think ive ever seen! (in hindsight im starting to wonder if maybe it wasnt a pet that got loose...) anyhoo it was sitting on the sidewalk and then scooted away when i came stomping (i litterally stomped to try to get it to move) but when it moved away it jumped into the bushes and CLIMBED the shrub! i never really had a problem with snakes but it was a bit much watching that thing slither up the branches! BLEAH!  it had to have been a good 16 inches or longer...i just hope it stays outside! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a better note the temperature has settled back down...this of course only AFTER my AC got fixed but hey im ok with that cause i prefer to have cool weather during the month of october! oh and if anyone's counting there are eleven more days til Jon Shirley's cd release and twenty three more days until the fall back retreat! whoo hoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-115999535094189196?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/115999535094189196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=115999535094189196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/115999535094189196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/115999535094189196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/10/yet-another-wildlife-sighting.html' title='yet another wildlife sighting'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-115968468914103707</id><published>2006-10-01T01:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T01:38:09.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>brainteaser</title><content type='html'>ok so maybe im gonna really embarrass myself here, or rather undoubtedly going to embarrass myself but i dont really care...soo....ok while driving sometimes i decide that ive got my bra hooked too tightly and so choose to loosen it (yes while driving) so here is my question why is it that at any other time i could do this within 5 seconds but when driving it inevitably takes me three years and a day and thats if im lucky? why does it become that much of a challenge? ah well...one may never know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-115968468914103707?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/115968468914103707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=115968468914103707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/115968468914103707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/115968468914103707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/10/brainteaser.html' title='brainteaser'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-115873495238862123</id><published>2006-09-20T01:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T01:49:12.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>dancers know thier left from right, right?</title><content type='html'>ok so tonight after new community amy asked if i would rub her left shoulder because it was really bothering her...so i said ok (especially since she worked on my back last saturday or maybe it was the saturday before that anyhoo she helped bigtime) so im sitting there commenting on how tense she is and after about 2 minutes or maybe longer she turns to me and pointing to her shoulder says...&lt;br /&gt;"this, is my left shoulder"&lt;br /&gt;i start laughing as she turns back around because yes i am 26 years old, and a dance major mind you...and i STILL dont know my left from my right...i had spent the last 2+ minutes massaging the WRONG shoulder! no wonder i get lost in arboretums!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-115873495238862123?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/115873495238862123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=115873495238862123' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/115873495238862123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/115873495238862123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/09/dancers-know-thier-left-from-right.html' title='dancers know thier left from right, right?'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-115861240742383868</id><published>2006-09-18T15:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T15:46:47.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Achoo moo moo!</title><content type='html'>i sneezes and i's cannot stops! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allergies SUCK man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like bigtime! today its not only my nose but my eyes are burning a bit and my face is itchy...whoo hoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-115861240742383868?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/115861240742383868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=115861240742383868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/115861240742383868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/115861240742383868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/09/achoo-moo-moo.html' title='Achoo moo moo!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-115852613417065629</id><published>2006-09-17T15:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T15:48:54.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>speaking of go...</title><content type='html'>as long as we are on the topic of 'go' let me just remind you all that ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...and you and me are free to be, you and me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so go and be who you are supposed to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok well maybe not go cause then maybe you would leave...but definately do, yeah thats it...go do! do more, be more, etc and then some.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-115852613417065629?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/115852613417065629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=115852613417065629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/115852613417065629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/115852613417065629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/09/speaking-of-go.html' title='speaking of go...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-115842855242734465</id><published>2006-09-16T12:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T12:42:32.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WHOOP!</title><content type='html'>it is a glorious day outside! sunny, fairly clear skies, warm but breezy...sooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let everything that has breath give a shout and praise his great and awesome name! (or something to that effect!)&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/18520949-115842855242734465?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/115842855242734465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=115842855242734465' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/115842855242734465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/115842855242734465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/09/whoop.html' title='WHOOP!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-115795423188126051</id><published>2006-09-11T00:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T00:57:11.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a seat by a plug please!</title><content type='html'>ok so any and all prayers that could be sent my way as far as letting my back loosen up and become normal again so i can walk and move without pain or feeling like im 80 years old would be greatly appriciated. im tired of carrying my heating pad around with me everywhere and having to find seats next to outlets so i can plug it in...its ridiculous! so yeah dear god PUH-LEASE fix my back! im tired of being broken! and god also bless those that prayed over me today cause they were definately channelling you like ive never seen before! that was amazing! thanks god i want more of that! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6155/1814/1600/dunked%20vs.%201.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6155/1814/320/dunked%20vs.%201.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-115795423188126051?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/115795423188126051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=115795423188126051' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/115795423188126051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/115795423188126051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/09/seat-by-plug-please.html' title='a seat by a plug please!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-115739451514552767</id><published>2006-09-04T13:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T13:28:35.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>and the lemmings unite</title><content type='html'>ok well call me short fat pudgy and fuzzy...ive joined myspace. yeah thats right...you can find me at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/fuzzymoos"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/fuzzymoos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so come say hi. whoopitydoo! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay for labor day! no school woo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-115739451514552767?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/115739451514552767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=115739451514552767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/115739451514552767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/115739451514552767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/09/and-lemmings-unite.html' title='and the lemmings unite'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-115709301848275209</id><published>2006-09-01T01:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T01:43:38.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>there's a thorn in my side what?</title><content type='html'>um yeah dont really have any time to blog right now but felt the need to let everyone know that right now my life is just a freakin briar patch...i know ill get thru this too but right now all i am noticing are the stinkin sharp pointy thorns. (heh heh heh...sorry that sounded a lot like monty python and the holy grail...which i watched recently) nee! nu! no no no its nee...a short e sound...yes thats it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's hoping the briars will wither away to nothing sooner than later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-115709301848275209?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/115709301848275209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=115709301848275209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/115709301848275209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/115709301848275209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/09/theres-thorn-in-my-side-what.html' title='there&apos;s a thorn in my side what?'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-115622848096313633</id><published>2006-08-22T01:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T01:34:40.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pizza place or zoo?</title><content type='html'>ok so tonight i had my first night back at pizza 51...its great pizza i just wish i didnt have to be a server (ever) but im poor so here i am working...anyhoo not only was it a zoo just with how busy it was tonight we also had some wildlife decide that they wanted in on the action too. first there was this dog that was bald...kidd you not this doggie was fine and shaggy except for his poor head...dunno what the problem was but because it was a shepard mix of somekind i think it made his ears stick WAY out...itwas quite entertaining. ok so there was a bald dog, then we had an encounter with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6155/1814/1600/salamander2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6155/1814/200/salamander2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look closely...and you will see a blue tailed skink...yeah i said it...skink. one of THOSE decided to come inside and thankfully a customer saw before it had time to hide...we set it free outside but not without a good game of try to catch the wild animal...it was good times me and a mountain dew cup and a skink...mmmm yeah...oh and then a bird decided to fly right inside and perch on the light for a while...thankfully it too decided that it stood a better chance outside...but yeah tonight was quite literally a zoo-tastic experience that i hope to never deal with for at least quite a while...granted i dont think it helped that i had my first full day of classes at school...oh yeah baby feel the burn of having two dance classes back to back...mmmmm yeah...three yes 3 (the-reeeeee) hours of pure non-stop or at least no stop long enough to truly catch your breath or let your muscles relax...three hours of stress, strain, and pure elation...god i love dancing...i just feel whole when im in the midst of it...i wish everyone could find something that made them feel that "right" with the world. god is great and god is good. here's to a crazy day that was at least super adventurous and rarely dull. :)  lord may i sleep well tonight and may i be able to get out of bed tomorrow morning...preferrably with little to no pain. :) amen!&lt;br /&gt;loveya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-115622848096313633?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/115622848096313633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=115622848096313633' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/115622848096313633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/115622848096313633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/08/pizza-place-or-zoo.html' title='pizza place or zoo?'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-115596836142876378</id><published>2006-08-19T01:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T01:19:21.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>quoteable quotes</title><content type='html'>ok so finally here are the ones that made it down onto paper during this summer's craziness...i hope i managed to find them all...there were some really good ones...i just dont know if i found them all....anyhoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i'm gonna go cuddle with timmy cause if nobody cuddles with him he's gonna be cranky all day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"its like if you were scared of death and you lived across from the cemetary"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...and we'll just end up back in the bedroom"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...you better come sleep with me tonight dude!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...its just a flesh wound..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...mom? im 26 years old and i got lost at the arboretum...i mean like LOST!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...when you're taking a potty break...dont take a poop."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if i wasnt a christian i think id be a stripper!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sprinkle* "...wow i didnt think i had that much sand in my pants!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"L-E-M-O-N-A-D-E-E   J-U-I-C-E!!!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"look at how freakin huge that robin is!!!! i mean he's just fat!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"do you have any good stories about nelson? ...well no...not dirt...just good stories, you know not too embarrassing..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"relative theory"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you smell good...i want to eat that smell!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you know i dont feel safe around you guys anymore cause my balls still hurt!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...you should shave everyday...oooh look! you have a little butt chin!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"chips are MADE from corn!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"timmy that's not for eating!"  .... "i know but it just smells so good!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bunny fur!" .... "did you make a wish?" .... "waht? on bunny fur?" .... "wait what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"god just slapped you in the face with a blessing and you're already complaining!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...wait you what? why didnt i know about this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ah the pony hair strikes again!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I....HATE....ANTS!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...i ended up saying whore in front of my small group!!!!!!...and then one kid pipes up ...whats a whore?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...i just thought the robber was in a hurry...why else would you only take one shoe?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"man i hate that robber...he took my shoe!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oooh they all match disney princesses! oooh pretty pretty princesses!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...you are such a ______ (fill in with d, i, s, or c to suit)!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you just dont want to play battleship anymore cause last time we kicked your ass!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"look we have matching headbands!" ...."timmy go get your shirt!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"happy trails to you!...psst...why arent they LEAVING?!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"a human pinata? do you have photos?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...and then he told me that i hit like a 3rd grade girl so then i really opened up and hit him...he didnt like that much...but i enjoyed it...is that a sin?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"who took my mattress?...whudda mean its a game of hide and seek?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i spent two hours laughing in an emergency room only to find out that my hand ISNT broken and instead i get to pay $100 for an ace bandage? whoo hoo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"she smelled sooo good...not like spit up and diper cream...but like baby!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"interns dont have to say good bye!...they just have to say see ya in colorado!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo on that note...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya in colorado and thanks 2006 LTP interns for such a fantabulous summer! reach for the stars and simply...DO IT!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-115596836142876378?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/115596836142876378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=115596836142876378' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/115596836142876378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/115596836142876378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/08/quoteable-quotes.html' title='quoteable quotes'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-115596585075376863</id><published>2006-08-18T19:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T00:37:30.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lightweight shoe or shrinky dink?</title><content type='html'>ok so yes its been a while and blah blah blah...ok well i am now here to inform you all of the amazing and incredible shrinky dink shoes! yes thats right folks they can shrink before your very eyes! (if you watch long enough)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so now that i have you curious...hopefully...ive got you wondering what kind of shoes...well ill bet that many of you already have them. they're crocs.  yes taht is right americas much loved shoe, lightweight and durable (well they may want to rethink thatone) it seems they hold up to a lot...just not sun and extreme heat...cause i left mine in the car (granted my car is purple and it was triple digit heat but..) and when i went to put them on again they had both shrank at least a size and the right one was so small i couldnt even squeeze my foot into it! sooo be warned all you! crocs can and will shrink if left in exreme heat and sunlight...and the manufacturers know it...cause you see i called the croc info hotline and spoke to a very pleasant woman who told me quite simply that they just dont do well in that kind of enviornment...i wonder how many times a day she gets to tell that to people...ah well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson learned: dont leave shoes in the car...just one more reason to clean out my car more regularly.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and god bless the people at dicks sporting goods cause they let me exchange my shrunken pair for new ones! yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-115596585075376863?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/115596585075376863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=115596585075376863' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/115596585075376863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/115596585075376863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/08/lightweight-shoe-or-shrinky-dink.html' title='lightweight shoe or shrinky dink?'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-115500863128451714</id><published>2006-08-07T22:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T22:43:51.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>its the end of the world as we know it</title><content type='html'>yup that is right boys and girls...i am officially NOT an intern anymore! *happy, sad, happy, sad* its been an awesome summer...just rocked my socks right off but i am going to miss it and the people ive grown to love sooooo very very much but what better way to start a new chapter than by toasting the upcomming school year and ending of a fantabulous summer by having a 'sand-in-my-shorts' from red robin...seriously a great drink, looks good, tastes good and by god it is REALLY fun to say.  (its one of those that when you tell people what it is they get a really funny look on thier face like yeah right...what's it &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; called?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so i had a toast to the summer, im desperately trying not to think of loosing my friends and amazing roommates but instead am trying to look towards school and dancing and fall...mmm i love the fall! ok well ill try to start pulling together some summer fun posts but it may take a while so bear with me! love you all!&lt;br /&gt;-m&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-115500863128451714?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/115500863128451714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=115500863128451714' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/115500863128451714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/115500863128451714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-end-of-world-as-we-know-it.html' title='its the end of the world as we know it'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-115229891856049105</id><published>2006-07-07T13:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T14:01:58.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>time out i wanna break!</title><content type='html'>ok so im sorry for not posting for the last month and a half  or how ever insanely long its been...im in the heartland community church  intern program : leadership training program (LTP) and it is so far just absolutely amazing! :) the down side...i dont have any time in which to blog...dont worry though when i finally do blog again it will rock your socks off...i have been saving up quoteables like crazy! its just gonna kick your patuti! :)&lt;br /&gt;ps i miss you all and will probably return to blogging after the seccond week in august. til then happy summer and enjoy hte lightening bugs...they are truly amazing and god given. mmmmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-115229891856049105?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/115229891856049105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=115229891856049105' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/115229891856049105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/115229891856049105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/07/time-out-i-wanna-break.html' title='time out i wanna break!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114837444369477891</id><published>2006-05-23T03:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T03:54:03.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>dun da dunnnnnnnn</title><content type='html'>and summer BEGINS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEE HAW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bring it on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114837444369477891?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114837444369477891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114837444369477891' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114837444369477891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114837444369477891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/05/dun-da-dunnnnnnnn.html' title='dun da dunnnnnnnn'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114811128798725655</id><published>2006-05-20T02:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T02:48:08.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mastercard</title><content type='html'>movie ticket with student pricing... $7.50 (plus tax)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;large drink and a mocachip bagel cause they were out of fruitcups... $2.57&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cakebatter ice cream after waiting in line for three thousand years... $3.25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting with friends on the most perfect blanket in the grass on a beautiful summer night while all kinds of people talk, yell and hit on you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRICELESS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for everything else...there's mastercard...and when that doesnt work...try your visa!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114811128798725655?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114811128798725655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114811128798725655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114811128798725655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114811128798725655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/05/mastercard.html' title='mastercard'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114793977707285263</id><published>2006-05-18T03:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T03:09:37.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>AMAZINGly GLORIOUS</title><content type='html'>ok tonight was just glorious...and do you know why? ill tell you why...i am an amazing race junkie...yes i admit it...i am ADDICTED to that show and i have the BEST NEWS EVER!!!!  my whole reason for being addicted is how much i adore the "hippies" on the show and tonight finally the nice guys actually finished FIRST! yes that's right, the two guys who spent the duration of the amazing race being kindhearted, funloving, people full of mercy and grace with an exciting amount of enthusiasim WON! the hippies won and beat the "frat boys" into the ground! i was actually screaming at my tv by the end of the show...ah if only all tv was that fabulous.  i only hope that i can learn to face life's challenges like they do...with a smile on my face.  so here's to an amazingly GLORIOUS duo! weeehaw! te-tao!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114793977707285263?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114793977707285263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114793977707285263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114793977707285263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114793977707285263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/05/amazingly-glorious.html' title='AMAZINGly GLORIOUS'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114767479036829104</id><published>2006-05-15T01:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T01:33:10.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>set free</title><content type='html'>tonight i crossed a threshold...now i wont claim to have total and complete freedom, but tonight i broke free from some of my bindings and in doing so managed to dance at god's feet fully rejoicing in his glory (however i sure did manage to almost fall flat on my face a couple times...too bad no one but god was watching...it woulda been a good show). anyhoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pray that we may all be set free from our bindings and that we may be able to find freedom in god's infinite love for us. i pray we are all set free to be who we are intended to be. i want to be free to be me...and tonight i got a taste of that for the first time in a really long time. praise be to god and may his glory shine forever and always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114767479036829104?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114767479036829104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114759732674717906</id><published>2006-05-14T03:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T04:02:06.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>typical me</title><content type='html'>ok so here is a typical exchange between me and the world...today it happened to be me and a co-worker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me thinking im being quite the smart ass: "i hope you were done talking to john cause he sure did just walk away from you...and i hope you were still talking to him cause i didnt hear a word you just said"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my co-worker: (still mumbling indistinguishables) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "what?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my co-worker: "i was talking to the lady"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "huh?" (knowing full well that there was no lady in sight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my co-worker: "i was talking to you...you're the only lady in here right now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: (still thrown by having been called a lady especially as sincere as he was actually being) i die of laughter and embarassment and utter a very quick "im fine...how are you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah leave it to me to not only miss what was being said because i was in my own little world but that i also have yet to come to terms with the fact that some (mainly those who DONT know me well) actually consider me to be a lady...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now before y'all start huffin and puffin no im not putting myself down...in my glossary of terms a lady is one that is prim and proper and typically refined...all things that i am not...i have come to terms with that...you should too.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side note: that same afore-mentioned co-worker later called me sweet cheeks which up til now i thought nothing of the term but tonight realized that some might actually not be refering to my face when uttering that...it made me question a lot of people...but it also made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114759732674717906?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114759732674717906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114759732674717906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114759732674717906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114759732674717906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/05/typical-me.html' title='typical me'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114750919113386072</id><published>2006-05-12T23:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T03:33:11.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>being part of a one legged man</title><content type='html'>tonight i laughed harder than i think i have in months. i went to a very be-lated cinco de mayo party and had a ball playing mexican bingo and a couple other crazy games. i had a bit of a drag race on the way to cold stone (nothing major) but i won thanks to the fact that i know some street lights well and was able to anticipate which lane would get the green first...wonderful victory!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;i had ice cream sitting outside with friends...always a natural high...ended up at starbucks to warm up and there the group i was with ended up reading the kiddie books that were out...and mainly they had all the great staples. for example they had corduroy bear, where the wild things are, one fish two fish red fish blue fish, the cat in the hat, green eggs and ham and one of my very favorites alexander and the terrible, horrible, no good very bad day...it was fabulous! we sat there seeing how fast we could read dr. seuss and even though we were probably louder than we should have been all we got were smirks from those around us. so at least people thought we were amusing. its been a fantabulous day!&lt;br /&gt;and as tony might say...&lt;br /&gt;"Praise the Lord!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114750919113386072?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114750919113386072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114750919113386072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114750919113386072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114750919113386072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/05/being-part-of-one-legged-man.html' title='being part of a one legged man'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114724011597876239</id><published>2006-05-10T00:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T00:48:35.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>quoteable quotes and an added bonus</title><content type='html'>added bonus first: i learned that fillings can break but finding a dentist that gives you chocolate scented lip balm throughout your procedures is priceless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now...quoteable quotes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"he almost needs a braziere for those cheeks!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"carrigan claims he doesnt read blogs...but if he's ever mentioned in one, it just happens to be one that he's read."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dont re-direct the conversation"    ...    "im not...its just that...but...i dont like you right now!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"does drama follow you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"are you freezing?"   ...   "no im just armless"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"put your shit on the table and call it shit, dont put it on the table and call it roses...cause it AINT roses!...call your shit!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114724011597876239?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114724011597876239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114724011597876239' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114724011597876239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114724011597876239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/05/quoteable-quotes-and-added-bonus.html' title='quoteable quotes and an added bonus'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114715944083674435</id><published>2006-05-09T02:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T02:24:00.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>things ive learned</title><content type='html'>the big one for today is that fillings can crumble and leave you with a wonderful adventure of trying to find and get in to see a dentist...hooray.  umm yeah not so much but at least it will keep me busy tomorrow.  if anyone has a good dentist let me know.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114715944083674435?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114715944083674435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114715944083674435' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114715944083674435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114715944083674435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/05/things-ive-learned.html' title='things ive learned'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114690177556844664</id><published>2006-05-06T02:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T02:49:35.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ive learned something today</title><content type='html'>i learned (yet again) that i get grumpy, crabby, and sluggish when i dont eat...if im hungry you can forget about me being or having any fun...you would think i would know this by now...but i guess i havent quite "got" it yet.  ah well, one good thing i learned today...there really is someone out there who is as blunt and honest as i am...and she is super cool too!  Megan you rocked my socks off tonight, never in a million years would i have thought i could relate to another girl that fast...way cool.  i also learned that i am actually growing up a little...ive out grown the arcade...or rather the arcade has evolved without me...they used to have air hockey and pinball machines and wack-a-mole (wonderfully fabulous if you are tired and cranky or hungry and grumpy cause you can get all your frustration out) but Dave and Busters did not seem to have any of those tonight...and what a bummer it was...yes i had a good time yes i enjoyed myself but my standby favorites were no-where to be found and i was left feeling outdated and sad...i love my pinball...ah well...maybe i just missed it or maybe ill find a machine elsewhere to play on.  though i was really surprised at how many kids were in Dave and Busters...i thought it was for adults only...it really hinders your pool game if you have to look out for little kids who wont get out of the way.  ah well...good news was they were all well behaved and seemed to be enjoying themselves.  ok well that is what i learned today.  and now its time for me to get some sleep!  'nite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114690177556844664?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114690177556844664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114690177556844664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114690177556844664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114690177556844664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/05/ive-learned-something-today.html' title='ive learned something today'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114677528383109760</id><published>2006-05-04T15:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T15:41:23.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i have a choice</title><content type='html'>at starbucks last night amy g. made a really good comment about the power of being thankful.  essentially we all have a choice, we can choose to see the glass as half full or half empty and if we choose half empty it can easily bring us into a tailspin.  but if instead we choose half full and decide to be thankful for what we do have or even that we are having troubles it can have a powerful impact.  its sooo important to remember how much we have to be thankful for and so easy to forget it too.  i choose how i react to things, i have a choice, and that is wonderful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114677528383109760?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114677528383109760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114677528383109760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114677528383109760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114677528383109760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-have-choice.html' title='i have a choice'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114638480669344337</id><published>2006-04-29T23:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T03:13:26.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>confessions</title><content type='html'>i have some confessions to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im 26 years old and i am more stubborn than is worldly good for me.  i am still afraid of the dark and of spiders.  i hate ignorance.  i think there is too much seriousness in the world and not enough play.  when i get scared i flee (figuratively or literally) unless i get cornered and then i fight like muhamed ali.  i like to argue but i hate fights.  i transpose numbers.  when i get overwhelmed with my life and the world i become a hermit or i throw a tantrum without knowing why.  though i try to play it cool i am one of the biggest drama queens i know.  i despise anything frilly and girlie but love wearing tutus and pointe shoes.  i love being able to help people and make them feel better.  i love the fact that my life is stupendously better than its ever been.  and yet i still find fault with it and with myself.  im happier than i think ive ever been and yet im still not happy.  and last but not least i spend a good 60% or more of my time daydreaming and my la-la land is beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114638480669344337?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114616809636867726</id><published>2006-04-27T14:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T15:01:36.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>cracked nuts</title><content type='html'>no doi-eee!  no doi-eee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, its doi-AAAy! annie doi-aay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so i got to hold a squirrel today...yes, a live, wild, baby squirrel...it was way cool but kinda sad too. this baby squirrel was trying to get into the performing arts center (where the conservatory of music and dance is at umkc) i mean litterally trying to get INTO the building frantically. to the point of actually making it in...so i grabbed a hoodie from a friend of mine and bundled 'im up to take him further away from the building only to have im head right back to the door. something just wasnt right, i mean before picking 'im up he or she kept trying to climb my leg and kept sitting on my foot...it was heart braking. it kept sneezing and upon closer glance had sores on its body...not a good thing. so we scooped 'im into a box and my friend is going to take 'im to the nature center in the hopes that they can help the little one. it was cool but sad at the same time cause he was just soo very frantic and so unafraid of people. poor little thing. hope he's ok. but it was really cool that i got to hold 'im.   :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing, school is over! one semester down, two more to go! hooray! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bunnies behind my apartment apparently have been busy cause there is now a new little grey furball of an addition...he's soooo little! and his little bitty white fluff of a tail is just the cutest thing ive ever seen! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um...i think that is it for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why on earth would you check a bag that isnt yours!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...im getting so mad right now thinking about this that im shaking!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...here's twenty dollars...like twenty dollars makes up for giving me the finger!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...man i feel like im talking for forever"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114616809636867726?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114616809636867726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114616809636867726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114616809636867726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114585880040073739?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114585880040073739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114585880040073739' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114585880040073739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114585880040073739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/04/wow.html' title='wow'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114548699934990442</id><published>2006-04-19T17:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T17:49:59.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i like to pinch</title><content type='html'>a good friend from high school sent this link my way and i just couldnt help myself from passing it on! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QBX0Jfr62Kc&amp;search=Honda"&gt;little pinch?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114548699934990442?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114548699934990442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114548699934990442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114548699934990442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114548699934990442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-like-to-pinch.html' title='i like to pinch'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114518785298598215</id><published>2006-04-16T06:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T06:54:09.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>its the easter beagle charlie brown!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6155/1814/1600/another%20harvey.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6155/1814/200/another%20harvey.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAPPY EASTER&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ONE AND ALL!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6155/1814/1600/Calib%20007.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6155/1814/200/Calib%20007.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6155/1814/1600/harvey.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6155/1814/200/harvey.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114518785298598215?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114518785298598215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114518785298598215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114518785298598215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114518785298598215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-easter-beagle-charlie-brown.html' title='its the easter beagle charlie brown!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114445211332867715</id><published>2006-04-09T00:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T00:16:31.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>harvey # 2</title><content type='html'>tee hee&lt;br /&gt;if only my bunny was as big as this one! he'd be so awesome...like an attack rabbit...hmmm with sharp pointy FANGS!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6155/1814/1600/another%20harvey.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6155/1814/400/another%20harvey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for more info on this big bunny go &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/photo/060407/photos_od_afp/16cb250292f67925f8d748ea9a1e0094"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114445211332867715?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114434902908817371</id><published>2006-04-06T13:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T13:44:55.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the tug of your gut</title><content type='html'>ok so i know oprah is big on this and many others as well...but i now have a story that proves one should trust thier gut. ok so a couple of days ago my sweet baby boo (my rabbit calib) starting teeth chattering, in other words he was loudly grinding his teeth which for rabbits is usually a sign that they are sick or in pain, i tried to dismiss it but something just seemed off. and seeing as how he will be turning 4 in june (middle age for a bunny) i just couldnt stop wondering if something was wrong. so yesterday we trekked the 24 miles to see his vet in lees summit (the Lakewood Animal Health Center is AMAZING! they are wonderful and if you have rabbits actually know what they are doing...well worth the drive!). so as Dr. Allan is checking him i am reminded of the first time we met her...calib was only one pound fifteen ounces and could fit his whole self onto my hand...now...um not so much but good news he isnt as overweight as i thought...he is only five pounds eight ounces, not the seven i was thinking. :) anyhoo i digress...well to get back to my main point...he was in pain, he was hurting, he was having dental issues and its a good thing i took him in when i did cause once i really thought about it he was starting to not eat as much meaning a couple more days and he could have been dead or really really sick. soooo...yes your gut instinct that tells you something isnt right or is just different, LISTEN TO IT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so yes my baby boo was hurting and required anesthesia so they could file his what are close to being back molars down...yeah $155.40 later i had a boo that was mad at me but very dazed and confused and i got to watch as my savings account managed to shrink yet again...but i had a boo to bring home. so thank you again to Dr. Allan and the rest of the wonderful staff at &lt;a href="http://www.lakewoodanimal.com"&gt;Lakewood Animal Health Center&lt;/a&gt; you are wonderful! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and calib snifs his thanks to you too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6155/1814/1600/Calib%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6155/1814/200/Calib%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114434902908817371?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114417598850751685</id><published>2006-04-04T13:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T13:39:48.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ho hum</title><content type='html'>not much to say...other than i cant believe its already april. the months are flying by and i feel like ive got little to show for it, i mean ive been happy but i dont feel that i have accomplished all that much...not that its a race or a production competition...i dunno i think its the march blah's that are just comming late...maybe...or maybe its just that i am already ready for summer vaccation, i swear...my poor attention span! ah well...go enjoy the blue sky and puffy clouds with a touch of sunshine cause i am.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114417598850751685?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114417598850751685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114417598850751685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114417598850751685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114417598850751685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/04/ho-hum.html' title='ho hum'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114343774808319936</id><published>2006-03-26T23:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T23:35:48.100-06:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Our god &lt;em&gt;REIGNS.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114343774808319936?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114343774808319936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114343774808319936' 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excitement that is).  ok so my backyard is like the set of bambi or something. within oh maybe 10 minutes of getting home i have seen a handful of chickadees, a bright red cardinal, a robin, a bluejay, three rabbits and for the first time ever in my neck of the woods a cheeky little chipmunk who actually charged the robin...quite amusing i might add.  im just dumbfounded at how much wildlife ive got in such a contained space.  all that was missing today was bambi and an owl...eat your heart out disney!  :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114324003637618645?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114324003637618645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114324003637618645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114324003637618645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114324003637618645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/03/walt-disney-woulda-peed-his-pants.html' title='walt disney woulda peed his pants'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114298565535413856</id><published>2006-03-21T17:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T18:00:55.370-06:00</updated><title type='text'>an amazing book!!!!</title><content type='html'>ok if you are a girl or if you are a guy who would like to better understand girls (cause you think that they are just too emotional and or too crazy) than this book is for you. ITS AMAZING!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please go out and find a copy of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Captivating&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;by John and Staci Eldridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just trust me on this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.&lt;br /&gt;god has been working so fast and furiously lately its just breathtaking to me, cause he has been EVERYWHERE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114298565535413856?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114298565535413856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114298565535413856' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114298565535413856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114298565535413856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/03/amazing-book.html' title='an amazing book!!!!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114246460027645617</id><published>2006-03-15T17:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T17:16:40.290-06:00</updated><title type='text'>scene it and heard it</title><content type='html'>ok so last night was a much more eye opening expirience than i ever imagined it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson #1-i dont know whether it was the moon or sugar but kids that are hyper prove to be most entertaining and humor filled. (for example never in a million years would i have expected isaac of all people to respond to a child screaming -not an im in pain scream but just pay some attention to me scream- by just screaming louder...now that is something i would do...but i didnt expect isaac to!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson #2 janae is funny to watch when she interacts with kids. (janae in trying to find out why a little boy probably no more than two and a half maybe three years old was crying matter of factly asks him "young man do you have a problem?")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson #3 cari is just genuninely funny. (unfortunately for you all i have been asked to not share why the reason for this is...but i will say it involves the elderly and cats)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson #4 we go to dennys because it is open, not because of the cleanliness, service or wonderful atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson #5 things are always cracked out crazy when there's a full moon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114246460027645617?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114246460027645617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114246460027645617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114246460027645617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114246460027645617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/03/scene-it-and-heard-it.html' title='scene it and heard it'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114236526531327030</id><published>2006-03-14T13:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T13:41:05.336-06:00</updated><title type='text'>only in kansas</title><content type='html'>ok so yes we have had some crazy weather lately but man god has been like a tornado in my life right now, popping up anywhere and everywhere, and most definately NOT quietly (which i think i do prefer because when he is loud i listen better and take more notes). im serious...i dont know whether i am looking for him more and that is why i am finding so much more of him or if it is just one of those seasons in my life but he is around every corner waiting to suck me up into the next epiphany or pound the next frying pan down upon me...its amazing, great, mind numbing and scary all at the same time...i only hope my nose and eyes can withstand all the crying and that my heart can take all the tugging its been getting lately. he is GLORIOUS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114236526531327030?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114236526531327030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114236526531327030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114236526531327030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114236526531327030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/03/only-in-kansas.html' title='only in kansas'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114222845447324164</id><published>2006-03-12T23:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T23:40:55.533-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the dreaded "g" word</title><content type='html'>k i have decided that i REALLY really REALLY dispise having to say "good bye"...its just not pleasant and i dont like it which means that it should just stop. cause it is used so much, good bye old hair color that really on seccond thought wasnt as horrible as i thought, good bye st.louis sorry i couldnt visit longer, good bye spring break...why couldnt you have been so much longer...oh how did you end up gone in a poof?, good bye glorious days (it was wonderful while it lasted), good bye good bye freakin good bye...i like hello so much better...its just a shame we dont get to say it more often. good bye always seems too final...even when you shorten it to just bye it still means the end of something, and so often something great. :P thhhhhhhhhhp! to that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah spring break is over and i dont think it had even set in that this last week WAS spring break. :(  i did however find out how much i love the outdoors again and how i really really want to go camping and or floating. and hey all you kansas citians...the arboretum is really worth checking out...its got some really cool scenery. that and frisbee is lots of fun even if you have small hands that just cant seem to figure out how to make it work "correctly".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to leave you with a nice happy feeling after pondering all this good bye crud...why do people always leave me?!?  (yes they might come back but then they just leave again!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah happy feeling...ok well here are some FAB-OO-LOUS  quoteable quotes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"toss me...just dont tell the elf"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aw...you two bonded! how cute!" ..... "yeah, i think he wants to sit on my lap..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"fACinating"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(an attempt to describe heartland's church intern program) "its like realworld...without the alcohol, and the sex...oh yeah and the guys punching each other"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this one isnt a quote but soooo note worthy!....the watson's girl...how cool a story is that?!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"im just gonna sit on you and then you cant leave...and if need be i can call others and we can take shifts"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...wait there was a tornado siren this morning?...how'd i miss that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok and now the topping of the sundae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"michelle...i dont think you want to go in there...really." -as i proceed to try to go into the men's restroom this morning at heartland thinking its the door to the offices...too bad it took that comment and a couple of people staring at me before i actually processed what i was actually doing...so for that...THANKS john! :) thank you for not letting me completely embarrass myself...cause if you had waited one more seccond i woulda been in the door and super confused!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114222845447324164?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114222845447324164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114222845447324164' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114222845447324164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114222845447324164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/03/dreaded-g-word.html' title='the dreaded &quot;g&quot; word'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114198414893354732</id><published>2006-03-10T03:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T03:49:08.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'>donna reed here i come!</title><content type='html'>ok so before you all have a heart attack and die...SIT DOWN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, now then, i spent today babysitting (fairly domesticated for me...dont get the chance to do that very often) an adorable little girl who didnt seem to like wearing pants...oh well no biggie and get this...the REAL shocker i spent a good portion of this evening cleaning up my apartment! yes i michelle cleaned up my living room so all the dvd's are put away the old magazines are gone, you can actually fit three people on the couch right now...its insane! and get this i even want to get up tomorrow and clean somemore! wee haw! (we'll see if it really lasts overnight or not). anyhoo...here's to june cleaver and all of the other domesticated house wife wanna bes...may this be VERY shortlived! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114198414893354732?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114198414893354732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114198414893354732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114198414893354732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114198414893354732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/03/donna-reed-here-i-come.html' title='donna reed here i come!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114176557084556443</id><published>2006-03-07T15:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T15:06:10.883-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the wind</title><content type='html'>ive been thinking about my grandma quite a bit lately...she died a couple years ago and yet anytime a gust of wind comes around or i see a cardinal or robin i think of her, and lately its almost been like the robin's have been following me, if i am out i see a ton, its kinda crazy but also really comforting. when she died we found the following poem which i thought about after reading &lt;a href="http://caleysuzanne.blogspot.com/"&gt;caley's post&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wind rocking the nestling to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Safe from hte earthlings who prowel beneath&lt;br /&gt;I love the wind as it scuttles the clouds&lt;br /&gt;Blows the dust of the earth&lt;br /&gt;Shakes the leaves of the trees&lt;br /&gt;Makes the flowers nod thier heads&lt;br /&gt;Grasses bend and catch my breath&lt;br /&gt;With a shy laugh&lt;br /&gt;The wind makes one feel alive&lt;br /&gt;Its force-its greatness&lt;br /&gt;Its softness, its fragrance in omen of change&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114176557084556443?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114176557084556443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114176557084556443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114176557084556443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114176557084556443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/03/wind.html' title='the wind'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114171113473672733</id><published>2006-03-06T23:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T23:58:54.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the flying tomato-sorta</title><content type='html'>so ive been itching to dye my hair for oh i'd say at least a good two to four weeks now...well this last weekend i did...but with some less than desired results...a couple of things i finally learned about hair dye:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1) be absolutely positively sure you know 100% EXACTLY what color your hair is before you start...thinking its a medium to dark brown when its really more like a light brown can cause problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2) when applying move quickly and then make dern sure you get every single strand of hair...otherwise you can run out or worse end up with uneven coverage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3) if it looks fairly red on the box and has RED in the name on the box...its gonna be REALLY RED!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4) did i mention know exactly what color hair you are starting with? this also includes being aware that your roots (or new growth hair) could potentially be a different color than the previously dyed hair...ie how i ended up with bright red (bright shimmering flying tomato color) on my roots and a more burgandy/mohogany/purpleish color on my ends...it was basically dumfounding...good thing i didnt take a photo...but just ask the Howe's (Molly, Bill and Marlene...and they can tell you about the color)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5) when letting your mom dye your hair realize you have to be able to completely trust in her ability to be as anal retentive as you would like to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6) the most important lesson...in hair color correction think of your handy dandy pigment color wheel...the color you have that you want to get rid of (ie. bright flyin tomato red-looks good on mr. white but definately NOT ME!) and then find the color directly opposite it...to cancel out red you would need a greenish hue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7) after dealing with the stress of dying hair twice in four days be thankful for the hair on your head not having fallen out or breaking off and decide that sometimes natural really IS better, and that really dark brown(almost black) that is dull can be a color that i am thrilled to have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah...know what you are starting with and know how to fix it before you mess it up...i am sooooo ready now...however im thinkin this may be the last time i dye it for quite some time...i dont think i can handle the stress of it all! or the friedness of my hair either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114171113473672733?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114171113473672733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114171113473672733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114171113473672733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114171113473672733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/03/flying-tomato-sorta.html' title='the flying tomato-sorta'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114137678336854794</id><published>2006-03-03T03:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T03:08:40.946-06:00</updated><title type='text'>another good one...</title><content type='html'>my brother and sister in law are wonderful because i always get cow-related stuff from them, whether its a stuffed cow, salt n pepper shakers, a cow print christmas stocking, or what i got today a web address for one cracked out crazy cow site. (i also get rabbit related stuff cause of my fluff ball that i have).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cowabduction.com/"&gt;cracked-out-crazy-cowsite&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my fluff ball:&lt;br /&gt;when he was a baby, 1 lb 15 oz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6155/1814/1600/my%20baby%20boo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6155/1814/200/my%20baby%20boo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now...&lt;br /&gt;all grown up, 6-7 lbs? maybe more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6155/1814/1600/my%20big%20boo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6155/1814/200/my%20big%20boo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's such a sweet boy! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114137678336854794?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114137678336854794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114137678336854794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114137678336854794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114137678336854794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/03/another-good-one.html' title='another good one...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114127534413990803</id><published>2006-03-01T22:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T22:55:44.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'>and the question of the evening was...</title><content type='html'>ok so today was my first ash wednesday as a true believer in christ and it was just amazing. im not going to bore you with details but there were a lot of wonderful moments throughout the day. after the service we had at heartland a group of us went out to winsteads to eat...now keep in mind there were twelve of us there all with ashes on our forheads and to quote isaac "man i really nailed some of you...i mean just nailed...with the ashes". the waitress was less than pleased with us, i dont blame her...it was a big group of us but we werent being obnoxious or even really all that loud (especially for us!). but oh well...eventually we ended up trying to find a good conversational question and in the process of trying to find one john ended up saying "i feel like we need to start playing truth or dare now..." well we finally found one. i suggested we all "tell one illegal thing" that we have done. to which john stated "and speeding doesnt count". now i was expecting people to really have to sit there and think...but man oh man i dont think anyone really had to think too awful hard...we were a bunch of bad little boys and girls! amongst the group we had two sign stealers, multipule ____ (fill in the blank) stealers or thiefs which ever you prefer, two liars one of which lied to customs and the other to a police officer, we had a pyro, and a couple special effects masters. but the quote of the evening was "tis better to steal than recieve", and this was comming from someone who was taking christmas lights off of people's houses for a full month! so what did i learn today? i learned that a group of christians are the BEST place to ask what is one illegal thing that you have done...cause you are bound to get some really good answers! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is one illegal thing YOU have done?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114127534413990803?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114127534413990803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114127534413990803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114127534413990803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114127534413990803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/03/and-question-of-evening-was.html' title='and the question of the evening was...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114124727338774820</id><published>2006-03-01T15:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T15:07:53.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'>yee haw</title><content type='html'>happy 1st day of may...er...i mean march...man it feels like may...my apartment is so stinkin hot right now that after im done writing this im leaving to go somewhere that is cooler cause my hands and feet wont stop sweating...i think my ac isnt working so well. :( oh well here's to it snowing in april...you all know winter isnt done yet...it still hasnt had its last bang yet...and ya know its gotta get yucky wet and miserable before we have too many more days like today...(at the very least 75 degrees and bright sunshine) oh glorious glorious day!&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo im outta here...i cant stand it anymore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114124727338774820?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114124727338774820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114124727338774820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114124727338774820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114124727338774820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/03/yee-haw.html' title='yee haw'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114116537041610762</id><published>2006-02-28T16:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T16:22:50.426-06:00</updated><title type='text'>TA-DA!</title><content type='html'>hooray! what a perfect day for my 100th post! its beautiful outside, i had a good time at school today and last but not least (at least for now...its only 4pm) i got a job today! whooopeee! man its been a long bumpy road since i started this thing! yehaw!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114116537041610762?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114116537041610762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114116537041610762' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114116537041610762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114116537041610762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/02/ta-da.html' title='TA-DA!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114111222139635841</id><published>2006-02-28T01:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T01:37:01.413-06:00</updated><title type='text'>what were they thinking?</title><content type='html'>ok so i was online tonight ordering some dancewear that i needed and i managed to figure out the name of the seccond dancewear supplier that i used to order from...well while i was perusing thier stuff i came upon these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6155/1814/1600/shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6155/1814/200/shoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so i wanna know what idiot designed these...cause its hard enough to stand up and not kill yourself in regular pointe shoes and its hard enough to not slip and break your neck in tap shoes depending on the type of floor so &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHY IN THE WORLD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; would you put taps on pointe shoes?!!!!!!!!!! i mean that is just &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;asking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for it! sorry thats all i got for today...im exhausted and its late and that is all i can think about...er...stew about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114111222139635841?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114111222139635841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114111222139635841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114111222139635841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114111222139635841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-were-they-thinking.html' title='what were they thinking?'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114093307023202126</id><published>2006-02-25T23:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T23:51:10.250-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the mouse in my house...</title><content type='html'>ok i dunno if you all remember reading that book...when i was younger i loved it...until it happened to me...i realized as i was reading &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/jenabekm"&gt;becky's bat story&lt;/a&gt; that i had my own vermin tale to tell...while it wasnt a bat it was still vermin and what made me remember it was becky being on the phone in hysterics late late at night.&lt;br /&gt;ok so way back (ok three years ago) i lived in midtown in kansas city missouri (like 34th and armour) yeah i know how i got out of there in one piece with all my stuff i will never know but it was wonderful being there with the police helicopters and search lights that would pop up at night...yeah...anyhoo i lived in a converted house where my apartment was the first floor, it was an older house and so due to it settling there were small gaps around the doors. i never really thought too much about it until one night i heard one of what seemed like two hundred thousand stray cats in the neighborhood cryout and then heard this thump on my door. (side note my back door led straight into my bedroom and there was no screen just one door). so i hear this god awful cat noise something even worse than when they are in heat and then this terrible thump on my door...well other than freaking out a bit i thought nothing more of it until i was sitting at my computer one evening and i see this little brown/gray bump scurry across the baseboard and to my dismay it dives under my couch...now at this time im thinking its just cause its late im just seeing things...but no that bump had a tail and pink feet...oh my god!...*shudder* still gives me the heebie geebies, i wasnt scared just flustered. well next time i see my landlord i mentioned it especially since i noticed holes being chewed in bags and etc and so forth, so i went out and bought for the first time in my life mouse traps...well i guess i shouldnt call them mouse traps cause they didnt catch any mice, they were glue traps and all they caught were some *whoooo* sorry spiders...i hate spiders....bleh! so my traps caught nothing and unbeknownst to me my landlord put out bait. well couple days later im heading towards the bathroom only to see this little lump on the kitchen floor...which made me stop and look...it was the mouse...sitting in the middle of my kitchen floor not moving, just shaking a bit...now mind you its 2am or so by this time so i start calling all my friends first...cause i dunno what to do and when i couldnt get a hold of any of them i finally got up enough nerve to put a tupperware container over the top of the mouse...to which he didnt move at all...thats when i realized he was sick...from the bait...so i give up and call my parents...now in hysterics because i didnt want to kill the mouse but i couldnt go to sleep with it sitting in my kitchen and no one else would answer the phone, i finally got my parents to which once telling my mom she freaks out (she hates mice) and then once telling my dad thru tears how traumatized i was he yells at me to just put it outside to which i cry but that will kill it! he yelled back that it was probably going to die anyway and so did i want it to die in my kitchen or die outside...im not sure ive ever been though a more traumatic ordeal...i finally had to carefully scoop up the mouse with the lid...the one and only time he decided to jump...which of course scared the living shit out of me...how i managed to not drop the whole thing i dunno...then i had to force myself to put the little guy (yeah he was really quite little) in the trash can and leave him there...and did i mention it was below freezing out there? man oh man what a night! and i just cried and cried cause he was sick from the poison but i felt guilty about that cause he was just trying to live and then i had to go and garuntee him death by putting him outside...poor thing i checked on him the next day which was kinda funny cause i siddled up to the trash can and then kinda poked at the tupperware container and jumped away just in case it started to move...but unfortunately it didnt...and then i cried somemore. yeah i dont ever want to have to go through that again. it was terrible cause he was so cute and little and literally looked like the mouse in the book the mouse in my house&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114093307023202126?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114093307023202126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114093307023202126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114093307023202126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114093307023202126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/02/mouse-in-my-house.html' title='the mouse in my house...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114076877397651038</id><published>2006-02-24T02:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T02:18:23.860-06:00</updated><title type='text'>not to be left out...</title><content type='html'>ok so it seems that a wave of bat stories are 'flying' around...so as not to be left out i will add my own, for easy access to the others go to &lt;a href="http://ragingwildebeest.blogspot.com/"&gt;amy's blog&lt;/a&gt;. at anyrate my story is not so much my story but a story that i love to hear over and over again when my dad re-tells of the first and last time he took my uncle brad fishing. (too bad im already giggling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6155/1814/1600/fly%20fishing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6155/1814/200/fly%20fishing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my poor uncle brad...to begin with he is not an outdoorsman at all...unlike my father who could be content to sit and fish all day possibly even everyday. anyhoo they decided to go fishing close to dusk and at the time they were living in montana...beautiful state go if you get the chance...and well my dad really likes to fish on the river, so they went to a fairly remote area suited up thier poles and distanced themselves to give each other a fair chance at landing some fish. well no sooner had my uncle lost sight of my dad did he end up crossing the path of a skunk...seeing as how he had no desire to bathe in tomato juice that night he decided he would do better to cross the river and move a bit (you know to get out of its way) well to make a really long story somewhat short...it followed him! my poor uncle kept moving and criss-crossing the river and the stupid skunk just kept following him. finally he was able to lose the skunk only to not much later end up casting his line out only for it to be swallowed by a nearby flying bat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6155/1814/1600/big%20bat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6155/1814/200/big%20bat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now then you must realize how this day had already been for my uncle, who was unaccustom to being outdoors much less terrorized by a skunk only to now find a bat at the end of his fishing line, and he now had to try to figure out what to do with this bat on a string...well he reeled in his catch only to be stuck trying to figure out what to do with it...it now of course was shrieking and flapping like crazy not understanding why its 'dinner' somehow made him stuck...anyway my uncle with his bat on a pole ended up deciding to drown the poor thing which apparently took some work, and in the end he ended up just cutting the line and loosing the fly anyway...needless to say my uncle has not been fishing since. but to me the thought of him sitting there with a bat on the end of his pole after being tramatized by a skunk...is just too good. so that ladies and gents is my addition to the bat stories that are for lack of a better word flying about.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114076877397651038?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114076877397651038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114076877397651038' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114076877397651038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114076877397651038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/02/not-to-be-left-out.html' title='not to be left out...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114067926769354250</id><published>2006-02-23T01:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T01:21:07.706-06:00</updated><title type='text'>blessed be</title><content type='html'>last night i had a realization that i have been soooooo incredibly blessed. to have been able to figure out while amongst friends that care that i was made to dance and then to be able to get my act together enough to re-enroll in school and get there...well its just shy of a miracle. i really havent been this happy in such a long time...i know i complain as it is now but i used to just be horribly miserable and now i just feel like i could burst sometimes. its such a wonderous feeling! i have just truly been blessed. and for that i think i will be eternally grateful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114067926769354250?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114067926769354250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114067926769354250' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114067926769354250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114067926769354250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/02/blessed-be.html' title='blessed be'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114059591534892069</id><published>2006-02-22T02:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T02:11:55.363-06:00</updated><title type='text'>of all things</title><content type='html'>ok so i had a really good day today i even got a chance to sit outside with a cup of coffee and read my bible of all things (it was wonderful) but i think the best part was getting a phone call at 9:45pm only to hear darrell say on the other end in the most enthusiastic voice i think ive ever heard him use "guess what today is" to which i said "what did you say?", "guess what febuary 21st is!!!!!", well for those of you who didnt know...today...err...yesterday (feb. 21st) was the day that Rent the musical was released on DVD. now dont get me wrong its a great show, wonderful wonderful music and even better message about love and healing-if you havent seen it go rent it or get it- but i still cannot get over the "guess what day it is!!!!" he sounded almost like it was christmas! i love it! and so to quote Rent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"No day but today"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114059591534892069?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114059591534892069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114059591534892069' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114059591534892069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114059591534892069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/02/of-all-things.html' title='of all things'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114055052703733638</id><published>2006-02-21T13:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T13:35:27.053-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ya better bring the water pail!</title><content type='html'>k ya got your pail? cause i am on FIRE this week so far with dance...yeee haw! its good to have that feeling of basically having your feet back under you. :D ahhhhhhhh. granted im still wobbling a bit but i must be gaining some muscles cause i can now hold some hella crazy positions and am starting to be able to just do it instead of having to think about it. :D yay! for me true dancing is when it just pours out of you and you dont have to force it or think about it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEE HAW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114055052703733638?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114055052703733638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114055052703733638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114055052703733638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114055052703733638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/02/ya-better-bring-water-pail.html' title='ya better bring the water pail!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114049986550117288</id><published>2006-02-20T23:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T23:31:05.500-06:00</updated><title type='text'>just call me twinkle toes!</title><content type='html'>hee hee! guess who had two good dance classes again today! :D its me! its me! i even had a good modern class when i didnt even want to be in class! how cool is that! yee haw! here's hopin that things will only get better this week and not worse! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114049986550117288?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114049986550117288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114049986550117288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114049986550117288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114049986550117288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/02/just-call-me-twinkle-toes.html' title='just call me twinkle toes!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114041602429960790</id><published>2006-02-20T00:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T00:13:44.413-06:00</updated><title type='text'>for those of you who do read my blog...</title><content type='html'>not only did i have the most amazing time in church today during our all worship service i also got to see god working in other people's hearts today...soo cool! today i managed to choreograph during worship...that was the most amazing expirience i think ive had yet...choregraphing is not the easiest thing for me especially if it involves having to use more than one person, but tonight i was able to see lots of different people just dancing away in my head...and not really specific people, just shadows which was neat because it allowed me to figure out the steps enough to be able to write it down (also something that i tend to have a hard time with). now i know most of you are not quite understanding why this is such a big deal...its because for me to graduate i have to choreograph a 3 and a half mintue peice that has 5 or more dancers in it...so i got a great start on it today. boooyah! whooopeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114041602429960790?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114041602429960790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114041602429960790' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114041602429960790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114041602429960790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/02/for-those-of-you-who-do-read-my-blog.html' title='for those of you who do read my blog...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114015444171708855</id><published>2006-02-16T23:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T23:34:01.726-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ok</title><content type='html'>k so what y'all are trying to tell me is that you just dont read my blog anymore...ok thats good to know...maybe ill start putting more dirty laundry out there...itd be good to get it journal-ed out and since y'all arent reading it anyway...hmmmm i will ponder on that one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114015444171708855?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114015444171708855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114015444171708855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114015444171708855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114015444171708855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/02/ok.html' title='ok'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114007066615934957</id><published>2006-02-16T00:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T00:17:46.180-06:00</updated><title type='text'>c'mon y'all!!!!!</title><content type='html'>k, im waitin...what color for my hair...y'all know im impatient...blonde, brown or auburn? i'll wait for you to post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, well all today i was graced with moments of ah-ha's as well as those moments where you feel so exhuberant that you almost have to say out loud thank you jesus? well that was how today was...so worth dealing with all that i did earlier this week. if that is what i have to go through to get a day like today...so be it! so with that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"THANK YOU JESUS!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...hey amy...i said jesus! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114007066615934957?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114007066615934957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114007066615934957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114007066615934957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114007066615934957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/02/cmon-yall.html' title='c&apos;mon y&apos;all!!!!!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-114003463298739172</id><published>2006-02-15T14:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T14:17:13.006-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the breaking of bread</title><content type='html'>ok so to quote joe...happy belated "singles awareness day"...yeah...bah humbug! st. valentine can kiss my **$. at anyrate at least the day ended a bit better than it started, i ended up at outback steakhouse for dessert, thier apple cinnamon thing was good but didnt hold a candle to coldstone which we had actually headed out there for...oh well...it was actually a better environment for conversation.&lt;br /&gt;random change of topic...i promise that i will be doing something for st. patricks day this year...i want to either go out or to the parade or SOMETHING, the last three years i have either been sick, worked or something else came up or a combo of everything, i wanna party this year! so hold me to this guys!&lt;br /&gt;another random switch...i am really tired of being a bad speller...it gets old sometimes, just for one day id like to be able to spell all the strange vocabulary words i like to use. that would be a cool day...yeah&lt;br /&gt;ok one more topic change...stay with me guys! i am getting desperate to dye my hair but im having trouble figuring out what color to go with, so im asking you all...do you think i should go dark brown like i have had it most recently, lighter brown with red in it, or a lighter brown with more of a blond tint to it? i am hoping for some responses to this one cause otherwise im just gonna go into walgreens and close my eyes spin and point to whatever i end up with which could end up being anything from black to purple...niether of which would really work for me. so blonde, brown or auburn?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-114003463298739172?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/114003463298739172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=114003463298739172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114003463298739172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/114003463298739172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/02/breaking-of-bread.html' title='the breaking of bread'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-113994672158349552</id><published>2006-02-14T13:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T13:52:01.606-06:00</updated><title type='text'>look out world...im on a roll!</title><content type='html'>ok so i thought yesterday was bad...hmmm i forgot that today would be valentines day...yeah its like new year eve for me...i cant remember the last time i had a good one where i felt happy and content with things...so that was just for starters...as im already running late for school i get flagged down at a stop light by the guy next to me...my tail light was out..."great!" i think expecting to get stopped by the wonderfully attentive prairie village police (last time i had one out i got stopped like three different times) luckily they werent around but i still payed for it later cause no more than about ten minutes after getting flagged down did i end up in la la land and rear ended this business-man's car...which i handled just wonderfully by blurting out as soon as i got out of my car "im soooo sorry!" not the best thing right after an accident especially since he was real intent on checking his car...it was fine...not a scratch or dent on it...but he intently got my name, licence #, and cell phone number than proceeded to find out how i was doing economically by asking me so you a student at umkc...yeah dumass thats why i have a parking permit...so you live in johnson county...yeah thats why i have a JO sticker on my licence plate...so you live there with your parents...alright jerk! "no im there by myself" i answer...that really made me feel wonderful...gotta love it when people start assuming hey you live in johnson county and you admitted it was your fault...jee i wonder how much money i can squeeze out of you...ha! just try cause im dirt poor right now and if you make my insurance go up...well lets just say heaven help you!...so i end up even more late to umkc for my first class luckily it was with the modern teacher i love who was running late herself but my body is still just super super stiff and was not working well with me...so that was my day thus far and that wasnt even the first four hours of my day! i cant wait to see what tonight has in store for me...i dunno if anyone is gonna want to even get near me the rest of the day cause i seem to be attracting lots of random cracked out stuff...look out for the bolts of lightening...cause i think they're comming next!&lt;br /&gt;hooray for stinkin' valentines day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-113994672158349552?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/113994672158349552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=113994672158349552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/113994672158349552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/113994672158349552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/02/look-out-worldim-on-roll.html' title='look out world...im on a roll!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-113989755270444457</id><published>2006-02-14T00:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T00:13:51.220-06:00</updated><title type='text'>only in my world</title><content type='html'>ok it only figures that a day where i actually get up feeling rested and awake would turn into a just bum depressing day that just schtinks. it was one of those days where by about lunch time you just want nothing more than to crawl back into bed and huddle in a ball for the rest of the day...granted i didnt do that but it sure would have been a more better (yes i did just say more better and i am happy with that so english grammar people :P to you) if i had gone back to bed. oh well...may tomorrow be a better day and may today end up somehow having a lesson that i can learn from so that it wasnt a waste of a day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-113989755270444457?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/113989755270444457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=113989755270444457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/113989755270444457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/113989755270444457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/02/only-in-my-world.html' title='only in my world'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-113968884125690929</id><published>2006-02-11T14:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T14:14:01.270-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhhhhhhh</title><content type='html'>ok so thus far its been a perfect saturday morning, i got up about a half hour ago and actually felt rested when i got up.  and outside its snowing like a snow globe...you know kinda slow but huge flakes...just beautiful!  ahhhhhhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-113968884125690929?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/113968884125690929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=113968884125690929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/113968884125690929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/113968884125690929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/02/ahhhhhhhh.html' title='ahhhhhhhh'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-113964263620946184</id><published>2006-02-11T01:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T01:23:56.223-06:00</updated><title type='text'>i swear on my...</title><content type='html'>yes, honest to god the photo in the previous post is of a living breathing bunny rabbit...of whom i would just die to meet...i still cant get the image of him hopping towards a small crowd of children and them screaming and running from it...hee hee hee...oh well. kudos to liisa tonight...she played wonderfully at her concert at umkc tonight. hooray! and super kudos to dr.wallace...the most wonderous chiropractor in the universe...he fixed or at the very least band-aided my broken body back together...my lower back is just wonderous! yee haw i actually feel young again! :D&lt;br /&gt;k well im off to bed-e-bye...sweet dreams to all! (and dont let the giant easter bunny get you!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-113964263620946184?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/113964263620946184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=113964263620946184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/113964263620946184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/113964263620946184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-swear-on-my.html' title='i swear on my...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-113937672926133901</id><published>2006-02-07T23:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T23:34:51.916-06:00</updated><title type='text'>this is why kids are scared of the easter bunny</title><content type='html'>my brother sent me this...and the sad part is i now want nothing more than one for my very own! this is the next breed of rabbit i will have...i just LOVE IT!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6155/1814/1600/harvey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6155/1814/320/harvey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you imagine the childrens' screams if this guy came hopping after them!?! hee hee hee&lt;br /&gt;oooh i just want one...especially if i can get 'im trained on a leash (which is do-able). tee hee. to read more about this living breathing version of harvey go &lt;a href="http://www.wanadoo.co.uk/news/national/quirkynews_8.htm?linkfrom=news__quirky_home&amp;link=fsFWCAP_1_1Link1&amp;amp;article=anorak_fri"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-113937672926133901?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/113937672926133901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=113937672926133901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/113937672926133901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/113937672926133901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/02/this-is-why-kids-are-scared-of-easter.html' title='this is why kids are scared of the easter bunny'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-113929054369349785</id><published>2006-02-06T23:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T23:35:43.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>yee haw!</title><content type='html'>sorry amy but i just cant help myself...finally i am not the one with the croaky froglike voice! haha! YOU'RE a towel!!!!!!! :D sorry now i suppose ill end up with laryngitis for three months just cause i made fun of ya...but its not me! weee haw! oh well cheers to the makers of mucinex...the most wonderful over the counter drug ive found yet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-113929054369349785?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/113929054369349785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=113929054369349785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/113929054369349785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/113929054369349785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/02/yee-haw.html' title='yee haw!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-113925436444039434</id><published>2006-02-06T13:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T13:32:44.463-06:00</updated><title type='text'>random stream of thoughts</title><content type='html'>ok first off i cannot belive still that it is february already...man! seccond i had the best modern class! oh it was so much fun...i wish i had that teacher on a regular basis...cause my body really likes to move like that...some teachers teach well but come up with stuff that just doesnt work...but that DID! and all it did was leave me wanting more...so much more that when i got to ballet class i just didnt want to take...and that NEVER happens! dare i say i think i may see myself starting to lean towards possibly becomming a modern dancer *GASP*. duhn duhn dhnnnn. third i dont know what my deal is but ive been really cold since last night...you know the kind that almost starts to sink into your bones...mmmm not nice. lets-see what else...quoteable quotes will be headed your way soon and i think that is about it. oh yeah and my body is still trying to go on strike im getting frustrated enough that i daresay i may see about trying a chiropractor (i must be ill cause they scare me!) i dunno ANYTHING to make my back and my left calf loosen up a bit...im out of ideas. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;peace be with you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-113925436444039434?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/113925436444039434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=113925436444039434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/113925436444039434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/113925436444039434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/02/random-stream-of-thoughts.html' title='random stream of thoughts'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-113912633769759388</id><published>2006-02-05T01:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T01:58:57.696-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1:4:12</title><content type='html'>this has been sitting in my heart since a conversation earlier tonight so i figured i would share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Let no one despise your youth, but be an example to the believers in word, in conduct, in love, in spirit, in faith, in purity.  Till I come, give attention to reading, to exhortation, to doctrine.  Do not neglect the gift that is in you, which was given to you by prophecy with the laying on of the hands of the eldership.  Meditate on these things; give yourself entirely to them, that your progress may be evident to all.  Take heed to yourself and to the doctrine.  Continue in them, for in doing this you will save both yourself and those who hear you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-NKJV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-113912633769759388?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/113912633769759388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=113912633769759388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/113912633769759388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/113912633769759388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/02/1412.html' title='1:4:12'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-113912575129908481</id><published>2006-02-05T01:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T01:49:11.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'>mario vs. luigi</title><content type='html'>ok so thanks to kendall and holly for a fun party where i got to play super mario bros (i think its the 2nd or 3rd one...the one barely anyone plays) anyrate i who is just terrible at video games was allowed to play and yet even though i warned everyone how much i suck at them people were still amazed when i barely got two inches on the tv screen and promptly died because i was trying to run and jump at the same time...something i just dont seem to be able to do. not to mention the fact that i kept screaming at the tv screen and scaring people who were next to me...i also managed to battle molly more than the scary turtle things or bees..."what are you DO-ING???? I'm trying to HELP you!!!!!!" thanks molly! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-113912575129908481?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/113912575129908481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=113912575129908481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/113912575129908481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/113912575129908481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/02/mario-vs-luigi.html' title='mario vs. luigi'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-113900699378411942</id><published>2006-02-03T16:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T16:55:39.660-06:00</updated><title type='text'>when life isnt easy...find your inner fairy</title><content type='html'>ok so apparently the last two days have been so that i know when i do have it good. today i woke up ontime and even got out of the house ontime only to find that my car wouldnt start so i had to give up and call AAA to jump start it, i then instead of going to dance (which by now i was already late for) went to advanced auto and got my battery tested, come to find out my alternator is fine, my battery is fine, it was a short...great i think how wonderfully expensive sounding is that! so i head for school and have to tell the same teacher i had to tell yesterday about my sleeping pill snafoo about my car not working (yeah she looked at me like i had three heads and was the biggest liar...anyway) then yet again have to take the lower level ballet class not a huge deal but frustrating, then when trying to leave school my car wont start again...i scream, almost cry, call tons of people only to get voice mails, then i get ANGRY, i pop my hood (not my trunk amy...the hood) and start fiddling with my car...i come to find out that the black terminal to my battery was loose and so i tightened it with my fingers and prayed and tried to start the car...low and behold i actually fixed my own car!!!!! yeah so that so far has been the only really good thing that happened today until i came home and started reading blogs...in a round about way i happened upon this one: &lt;a href="http://http://www.biovox.com/calculators/"&gt;fairyname&lt;/a&gt; now i dont usually condone stuff like this but i plugged in my name just to see what would come out...and this was what i got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle, your new Gay Fairy name is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flaming Fire Cracker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Your Special Fairy Skills ~&lt;br /&gt;* Dancing in the mushroom patch.*&lt;br /&gt;* Dressing in your mothers clothes. *&lt;br /&gt;* Being a Turd-Burgler. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so...i finally got a good laugh out of today...so go and see what your fairy name is! :) the other great thing is that they have tons of other "name creators" as well...so go find your name and then come dance in the woods with me on the mushroom patches! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(may today get better and not any worse!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-113900699378411942?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/113900699378411942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=113900699378411942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/113900699378411942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/113900699378411942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/02/when-life-isnt-easyfind-your-inner.html' title='when life isnt easy...find your inner fairy'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-113892050199944120</id><published>2006-02-02T16:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T16:48:22.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my body is on strike!!!!!</title><content type='html'>today was just a really crap-ass day...not only did i take one of my new sleeping pills last night (ambien, works wonders) waaaay too late which made me slower than molasses this morning causing me to be so late to ballet class that i couldnt take it (no worries i took the next class) but during my ballet class the teacher was giving me good corrections but i think she was watching me more because i got moved up and i dont think she agreed that i should be moved up (right now i dont have a lot of muscle strength but ive actually been in higher levels of ballet prior so her class is kinda boring to me) anyways she gave me tooooons of personal attention today and im not so sure it was cause she cared so much...i think it was more of a you should really still be in this class kinda thing...well anyhoo my back on the left side had been bothering me a bit during class and then during the twentieth jump combination (this woman LOVES to give jumps but seems to really hate fast music so its like 32 consecutive jumps to a funeral durge...nothin but pain even if you do it right) but little ol me ends up with the most horrific calf cramp yet to date...so now not only do i feel old but i walk like im 102 years old! i have this large knot on the left side of my lower back close to the spinal cord and it seems to actually be somehow connected to my left hip which is also extremely tight today (have no clue why...its unusual for me to be tight in the hips) and that is seemingly connected to my dang calf...bottom line...im broken and my body went on strike! i cant move without hurting and nothing ive done (banana, tons of water, advil, rolling on a ball, heat, massage, gatorade) has made much of any difference...im gonna go sit in the tub but i doubt that is gonna do much either...if anyone knows how to get a broken body to stop striking and get back to work let me know!&lt;br /&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;-signed old and gimpy at age 25&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-113892050199944120?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/113892050199944120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=113892050199944120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/113892050199944120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/113892050199944120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-body-is-on-strike.html' title='my body is on strike!!!!!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-113880103096423847</id><published>2006-02-01T07:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T07:37:10.976-06:00</updated><title type='text'>question</title><content type='html'>ok how the frick did it get to be february? where was i for january? wait im confused...oh well i guess that makes sense...im not so scared anymore, confused is one of those emotions that is like your old favorite pair of sweatpants...slip it on and its like oooooh i remember you! but im still sitting here in shock...i dont even think i remember all of january...i think starting school was such a shock to my system it left a big blank spot there...and im not so sure that its a good thing if you are getting blank spots in your long term memory...augh! oh well. i had chipolte for dinner last night and have fallen madly in love with thier chips...i love the lime flavor and the margarita salt (well i guess it was probably more likely sea salt but thinking of it as margarita salt made me happy) hee hee hee. mmmmmmm margaritas...hey amy what say you when you get a bit more unbusy that we have a sleep over completle with ritas for all?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-113880103096423847?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/113880103096423847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=113880103096423847' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/113880103096423847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/113880103096423847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/02/question.html' title='question'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18520949.post-113874467779520743</id><published>2006-01-31T15:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T15:57:57.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'>its a small world after all...</title><content type='html'>yeah, it really really is, today i was talking with one of my fellow dance majors and learned that they too know some of the heartland crew and we then proceeded to have the most wonderfully spontaneous 'god' conversation...it was so neat. ya know one of those warm fuzzies moments. weee haw!&lt;br /&gt;cautionary note: trying to dance with a sinus infection is not the best idea...especially if that dancing involves being upside down or turning...both of which lead to being a disoriented stumbling mess. (dont try it just take my word for it!) yikes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18520949-113874467779520743?l=herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/feeds/113874467779520743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18520949&amp;postID=113874467779520743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/113874467779520743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18520949/posts/default/113874467779520743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herd-o-fuzzycattle.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-small-world-after-all.html' title='its a small world after all...'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065058886795258066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dW1TbT591IM/RmE_x3QGotI/AAAAAAAAABY/NbVeb5qGhA4/s200/sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
