<?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-5114108355808370899</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:59:54.743-07:00</updated><category term='Random thought.'/><title type='text'>Bennett's Here, Bennett's There, Bennett's Everywhere!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cathrrs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114108355808370899/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cathrrs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625733757524580717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W29WHRWzSS8/Sq1Ye8FHWtI/AAAAAAAAACg/yImjKUySBZQ/S220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114108355808370899.post-1119268795589693218</id><published>2009-04-27T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T16:59:15.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Army Wife!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W29WHRWzSS8/SfZGgcubcyI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xlfjYxuRrBU/s1600-h/proud_army_wife.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329524732320248610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W29WHRWzSS8/SfZGgcubcyI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xlfjYxuRrBU/s320/proud_army_wife.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My hubby is going into the U.S. Army!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow big shock that was not the plan but oh well I'm flexible ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought we gave up on the Military life idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess not since the Army will accept a G.E.D.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we are moving forward with our little lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ASVAB&lt;/span&gt; test today and scored an 84!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt; above average!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sgt. Write (Our fantastic Recruiter) and him are talking about his career options right now as I type...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited for him to come home and tell me what the next step is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he will be gone for 3 months at book camp, not to long right.... it will go fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to stay busy the whole time and I will be just dandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;... wonder where we will end up living. People have said Japan, Korea, Germany, and Hawaii are pretty common locations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could we be that lucky! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...Doubt it watch we will end up in "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bordomville&lt;/span&gt;".....Keep your fingers crossed for us then &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114108355808370899-1119268795589693218?l=cathrrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cathrrs.blogspot.com/feeds/1119268795589693218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5114108355808370899&amp;postID=1119268795589693218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114108355808370899/posts/default/1119268795589693218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114108355808370899/posts/default/1119268795589693218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cathrrs.blogspot.com/2009/04/army-wife.html' title='Army Wife!'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625733757524580717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W29WHRWzSS8/Sq1Ye8FHWtI/AAAAAAAAACg/yImjKUySBZQ/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W29WHRWzSS8/SfZGgcubcyI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xlfjYxuRrBU/s72-c/proud_army_wife.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114108355808370899.post-4730430158557389794</id><published>2009-02-20T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T10:38:47.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Job Hunting, Party Of One</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Freakin Economy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My whole sent box is filled with job applications, the whole thing i swear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;My in box.... EMPTY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;why is this so complicated, I'm not even looking for a really good job just a better one than waitress at a slow restaurant. That's no a lot to ask for right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh well what can you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;But on a happier not I actually made dinner last night! Like Real food! Not mac n cheese! I'm so excited! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Life is great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114108355808370899-4730430158557389794?l=cathrrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cathrrs.blogspot.com/feeds/4730430158557389794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5114108355808370899&amp;postID=4730430158557389794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114108355808370899/posts/default/4730430158557389794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114108355808370899/posts/default/4730430158557389794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cathrrs.blogspot.com/2009/02/job-hunting-party-of-one.html' title='Job Hunting, Party Of One'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625733757524580717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W29WHRWzSS8/Sq1Ye8FHWtI/AAAAAAAAACg/yImjKUySBZQ/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114108355808370899.post-31416105809728722</id><published>2009-01-18T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T18:18:04.839-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thought.'/><title type='text'>The Sash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W29WHRWzSS8/SXPiWv2YEbI/AAAAAAAAABo/DezaLy5Lxtw/s1600-h/yves-saint-laurent-bow-dres.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292822867520000434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W29WHRWzSS8/SXPiWv2YEbI/AAAAAAAAABo/DezaLy5Lxtw/s400/yves-saint-laurent-bow-dres.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W29WHRWzSS8/SXPhqO7_q8I/AAAAAAAAABg/N0Ap8zImDKE/s1600-h/butt+bow.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font face="georgia"&gt;Your sister in-law is getting married.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="georgia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="georgia"&gt;You try to be supportive, kind, smile and nod alot.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="georgia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="georgia"&gt;But what is with the ridiculous 80's Sash!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="georgia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="georgia"&gt;I mean really who does that to someone?!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="georgia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="georgia"&gt;But it could be worse, she could make me wear one &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="georgia"&gt;of those huge butt bows (talked her out of that one)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="georgia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="georgia"&gt;It would be ok if the dress worked with a sash.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="georgia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="georgia"&gt;But it doesn't!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="georgia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="georgia"&gt;Empire waist plus little jacket PLUS the sash!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="georgia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="georgia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="georgia"&gt;Oh well i'll wear it, its her big day, her taste, and obviously not mine.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="georgia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="georgia"&gt;I'll just continue to smile and nod alot.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114108355808370899-31416105809728722?l=cathrrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cathrrs.blogspot.com/feeds/31416105809728722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5114108355808370899&amp;postID=31416105809728722' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114108355808370899/posts/default/31416105809728722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114108355808370899/posts/default/31416105809728722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cathrrs.blogspot.com/2009/01/sash.html' title='The Sash'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625733757524580717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W29WHRWzSS8/Sq1Ye8FHWtI/AAAAAAAAACg/yImjKUySBZQ/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W29WHRWzSS8/SXPiWv2YEbI/AAAAAAAAABo/DezaLy5Lxtw/s72-c/yves-saint-laurent-bow-dres.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114108355808370899.post-3877569015966387537</id><published>2008-12-05T09:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T09:30:03.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She was right</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W29WHRWzSS8/STlkzHVYUrI/AAAAAAAAABY/sQzcw2U22ME/s1600-h/ImGoingPostalCropped.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276359267746075314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W29WHRWzSS8/STlkzHVYUrI/AAAAAAAAABY/sQzcw2U22ME/s400/ImGoingPostalCropped.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A very wise woman once told me "Your wedding day will be the worst day of your life. You will be in a constant panic, did we forget anything, is everything ready, how do I look....how does my crazy family look, why are those flowers sitting there!? All these questions will be running through your head all day."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not even doing the whole "Wedding Day" thing its just the open house for our marriage two months ago. But it sure feels close to the state of panic I would be in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114108355808370899-3877569015966387537?l=cathrrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cathrrs.blogspot.com/feeds/3877569015966387537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5114108355808370899&amp;postID=3877569015966387537' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114108355808370899/posts/default/3877569015966387537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114108355808370899/posts/default/3877569015966387537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cathrrs.blogspot.com/2008/12/she-was-right.html' title='She was right'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625733757524580717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W29WHRWzSS8/Sq1Ye8FHWtI/AAAAAAAAACg/yImjKUySBZQ/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W29WHRWzSS8/STlkzHVYUrI/AAAAAAAAABY/sQzcw2U22ME/s72-c/ImGoingPostalCropped.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114108355808370899.post-911618657974901904</id><published>2008-10-21T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:54:45.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time, you can always count on it to always keep going, even if you don't want it to.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W29WHRWzSS8/SP6xvADzMJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PHwU36YJM-A/s1600-h/big_ben.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259836835843223698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W29WHRWzSS8/SP6xvADzMJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PHwU36YJM-A/s400/big_ben.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;People always told me growing up to never work to much, embrace life, and be sure to take time out for yourself and loved ones. I have been working almost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;everyday&lt;/span&gt; but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; for about a month. I finally called in and took three days off for me and all the stuff that has to get done as soon as you get married. Such as changing my name, Drivers license, Social Security office and all that fun stuff. Its not a vacation but it will be wonderful to get all that stuff done and handles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish there was more time in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;single&lt;/span&gt; day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114108355808370899-911618657974901904?l=cathrrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cathrrs.blogspot.com/feeds/911618657974901904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5114108355808370899&amp;postID=911618657974901904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114108355808370899/posts/default/911618657974901904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114108355808370899/posts/default/911618657974901904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cathrrs.blogspot.com/2008/10/time-you-can-always-count-on-it-to.html' title='Time, you can always count on it to always keep going, even if you don&apos;t want it to.'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625733757524580717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W29WHRWzSS8/Sq1Ye8FHWtI/AAAAAAAAACg/yImjKUySBZQ/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W29WHRWzSS8/SP6xvADzMJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PHwU36YJM-A/s72-c/big_ben.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114108355808370899.post-8122010022935940283</id><published>2008-10-06T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:26:00.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>House hunting....What a freaking joke!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh my goodness! I cant believe this. Andrew and I are looking for a studio apartment and we were thinking something like 400 square feet. There are only two of us and we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have a lot of stuff or money. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; looking on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;craigslist&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;KSL&lt;/span&gt;, and about a million and half other "for rent" websites. I found one that is $490/Month. I'm thinking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; yeah that makes sense until I saw the square footage, its only 250 Square feet what the crap!!! Then i thought well maybe all the utilities and all that jazz are included. But NO its all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; not only that but they want a $500 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;deposit&lt;/span&gt;, a $30 application fee, and a $200 pet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;deposit&lt;/span&gt;! We would have to have almost $2,000 dollars to get into the place once you add up hook up fees, cable and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;, and moving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;expenses&lt;/span&gt;, plus furniture! Now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get me wrong all those prices are totally one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hundred&lt;/span&gt; percent normal if they are renting a 450+ square foot studio apartment. So yeah we are going to look at a different one that is about 400 square feet and only $400/month which by the way includes all utilities but electric cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; based on usage. And bonus it an old vintage studio with all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;original&lt;/span&gt; wood work and its recently been remodeled and its right down town. Yeah I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; a better deal by like a thousand times.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; just realizing the pressures of adulthood. If you have any advice on how to make this whole transition from young girl to young women a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;tid&lt;/span&gt; bit more smooth let me know. Thanks for reading my rant and rave on idiots in the housing market.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114108355808370899-8122010022935940283?l=cathrrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cathrrs.blogspot.com/feeds/8122010022935940283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5114108355808370899&amp;postID=8122010022935940283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114108355808370899/posts/default/8122010022935940283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114108355808370899/posts/default/8122010022935940283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cathrrs.blogspot.com/2008/10/house-huntingwhat-freaking-joke.html' title='House hunting....What a freaking joke!!!'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625733757524580717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W29WHRWzSS8/Sq1Ye8FHWtI/AAAAAAAAACg/yImjKUySBZQ/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114108355808370899.post-3555107149885470554</id><published>2008-09-30T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T17:10:01.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things change really fast especially when time is moving so fast.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is a list of strange things that happened as soon as I got married:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. I Have boy stuff in my bedroom. Which is a whole new ballgame for me because there is only my dad as a male in the same house as me in my whole life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. Two more wonderful sisters Kristen and Missy. They are adorable!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. One more set of Parents, they are great and cant wait to get to know them better.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. I'm aloud to close my door and nobody knocks and is all like " wha cha doin??? huh huh what??"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. And Wow new discovery I think I know how to cook....yeah it was weird I made pasta with out a problem and knew how to make french toast and Italian sodas with no issues involved. Oh and I didn't get lost in the grocery store!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So far married life is a lot of fun and pretty much what I expected. You know the whole financial stress that comes over night, the funny looks everyone gives me when I say "Yeah I'm married, and yes I'm 17", having to tell everyone the same three stories over and over and over again, how did you meet, how did he ask you, and are you sure you want to do this you are pretty young? But what ever we are happy as clams to who cares what people think. I'll keep everyone up to date on whats going on.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114108355808370899-3555107149885470554?l=cathrrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cathrrs.blogspot.com/feeds/3555107149885470554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5114108355808370899&amp;postID=3555107149885470554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114108355808370899/posts/default/3555107149885470554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114108355808370899/posts/default/3555107149885470554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cathrrs.blogspot.com/2008/09/things-change-really-fast-especially.html' title='Things change really fast especially when time is moving so fast.'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625733757524580717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W29WHRWzSS8/Sq1Ye8FHWtI/AAAAAAAAACg/yImjKUySBZQ/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114108355808370899.post-6483958932148982949</id><published>2008-09-24T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T13:08:31.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you people have any idea how hard it is to get back on to your own blog if you forgot the email and password to it!?! It's so annoying when someone in your house throws that little scrap of paper that has all your passwords and emails and crap on. You know the one. It was the only piece so paper handy and of course being an American I'm to lazy to go and get the notebook that is supposed to hold those important codes and stuff. So I make a mental note to never ever ever ever throw away the scrap of paper that has my hand writing on it and if you look at it with your eyes half closed at a certain angle it looks like a heart. but of course because its only my head and not everyone's around me, a little sisters is clearing off the desk one day to be nice and helpful and they throw away that oh so important little scrap of paper! Geez what a nightmare!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back later today to catch everyone up on whats going on with me and my family. Okey Dokey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114108355808370899-6483958932148982949?l=cathrrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cathrrs.blogspot.com/feeds/6483958932148982949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5114108355808370899&amp;postID=6483958932148982949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114108355808370899/posts/default/6483958932148982949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114108355808370899/posts/default/6483958932148982949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cathrrs.blogspot.com/2008/09/do-you-people-have-any-idea-how-hard-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625733757524580717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W29WHRWzSS8/Sq1Ye8FHWtI/AAAAAAAAACg/yImjKUySBZQ/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114108355808370899.post-3242913314829291271</id><published>2008-06-25T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:36:14.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Where I'm From&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;By: Cat Harris 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;I am from melting ice cream cones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;from smiles and frowns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;I am from my grandpa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;And "that look"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;(the one when you did something bad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;but he'll never tell) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;I am from the corner bookstore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;On Main street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;I am from "I told you so" and never ending sarcasm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;From dads hard work and moms free spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;I'm from movie lines and soft pink ballet slippers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;From the tree house and swing in the backyard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;I'm from crazy Canadians and creepy Italians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;And "Munja" you're to skinny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;I'm from National Cadet Competition and Civil Air Patrol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;From midnight McDonald runs and cool summer nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;From the perfectly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;Imperfect life and family that I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114108355808370899-3242913314829291271?l=cathrrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cathrrs.blogspot.com/feeds/3242913314829291271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5114108355808370899&amp;postID=3242913314829291271' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114108355808370899/posts/default/3242913314829291271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114108355808370899/posts/default/3242913314829291271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cathrrs.blogspot.com/2008/06/where-im-from-by-cat-harris-2007-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625733757524580717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W29WHRWzSS8/Sq1Ye8FHWtI/AAAAAAAAACg/yImjKUySBZQ/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114108355808370899.post-6715896935144221070</id><published>2008-02-28T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:46:01.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My family is my ROCK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;"&gt;Hey everyone~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;So my name is Cat, I live in Seattle Washington. I have three sisters, all of us are very different. but I love them. One of our favorite quotes is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; "I smile because we are sisters, I laugh because you cant change it" unknown.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;My older sister named Jess, is about to move out and become "a grown up" Yay! I'm really excited for her. I will miss her terribly but we will always be close. She has helped through so much It would take years to tell you half of them. From stupid things like what to wear to making a huge change in my life. Lizzy is one of my younger sisters she is 13 and feels that she should be allowed to do everything I do, she is like my shadow or a Minny me wanna be ha ha. No she is amazing she always puts a smile on my face no matter how bad my mood is and I love her for it. She lets me crash in her bed when I had a bad day and we will fall asleep talking about everything. Sarah is the baby of the family, she is 12. She is the sweetest person I have ever met. She would do anything to please the people around her and I would do anything for her. She currently has a broken foot so she is temporarily called Gimpy. My parents are fabulous as well. My Dad is named Brad he is a wonderful person and always gives me some of the best advice and is so caring. I love him to pieces. My mommy is named Lisa she doesn't look a day over twenty-five she would argue differently though. She is so amazing she always listens to me whine and complain about my little high school, drama infested, extremely busy, little life. She watches me make my mistakes and loves me at the end of the day anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;My Family is my rock they are always there for me and are always very supportive. No matter what I'm going through or what I'm worried about they will always love me, they may not &lt;em&gt;like&lt;/em&gt; me but they will always &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; me. I decided to start my blog out like this because they are the people that matter in the long run. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;They are the people I'm stuck with &lt;strong&gt;forever &lt;/strong&gt;so I'm going to put them first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;and then everyone will get to hear our story and how my life with change and make me a better person because of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114108355808370899-6715896935144221070?l=cathrrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cathrrs.blogspot.com/feeds/6715896935144221070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5114108355808370899&amp;postID=6715896935144221070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114108355808370899/posts/default/6715896935144221070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114108355808370899/posts/default/6715896935144221070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cathrrs.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-family-is-my-rock.html' title='My family is my ROCK!'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625733757524580717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W29WHRWzSS8/Sq1Ye8FHWtI/AAAAAAAAACg/yImjKUySBZQ/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
