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    <title>Of Towels &amp; Fleece</title>
    <published>2004-08-11T22:26:08Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-11T22:26:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">New thing to try in my homemade GP cage......towels and fleece instead of wood shavings! Better for them and easier for me. Just shake off the little poopies and wash and dry! This cavy site deserves some kind of award. They are a wealth of information that no book I've ever read has supplied. I want 2 more pigs with the bigger cage. An American Smooth Self-Agouti sow and an American Smooth Satin Self Cinnamon sow. Steve said "why do you want a selfish goofy sow?". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's on vaca again next week. Our daughter is on vaca the next 2 weeks before regular school starts. I will go nuts again for the next 2 weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a mouse in the wall behind my sink in the kitchen. I could hear him this afternoon in broad daylight!!! I think perhaps he could be the infamous "deck mouse".</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eoyore:23559</id>
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    <title>Crappy Comp Problems</title>
    <published>2004-07-27T13:31:03Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-27T13:31:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Still having comp problems! 2 people have worked on it.....alls well except it keeps freezing now and then! My sis in law sent us a virus and then when that was fixed.....I tried some "new" stuff and caused more problems! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news: I built my own guinea pig cage with what I learned on the Cavy sites! YAY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a baseline mamogram......results were OK!</content>
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    <title>Cavies! Cavies! Cavies!</title>
    <published>2004-07-19T18:58:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-19T18:58:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've joined a new site with a message board! All about cavies! (guinea pigs)!! It's SO much fun! We post pics of our pigs and talk about health tips and funny things exclusive to piggies! We get extremely silly and I LOVE it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of joining one with miniaturists, that way I can talk to others with my "unusual" hobbies! Makes me feel not such a "freak" where I can't talk with most people about those 2 hobbies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only message board for TV shows will stay the 70's Show! Anymore message boards would just be too many to deal with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School and work began today after 4 weeks of vaca! YAY! the house to myself!!</content>
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    <title>Whoa........SO neglected!</title>
    <published>2004-07-11T15:35:17Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-11T15:35:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Super neglected journal! Our vaca continues! We went to an Ecotarium. VERY interesting! Forgot my camera like a GD moron! Had friends over and our neighbor had a clam/lobster fest. Some friends of ours had a baby boy! They are our age.....early 40's. It's their first. Good luck to them! I sure wouldn't want 2AM feedings at this age! lol! Was taking care of our neighbors little dog (Bischon Frise sp?) super cute lil pom-pom head he is! They went camping for the weekend. My neighbor said "never again"! I told her the last time we went years ago.....I said the same thing as I peed in a coffee can. And I never went again! (camping...not peeing). I made Steve take me shopping at the mall twice this week. I bought a ton of dirty romance novels....clothes at Old Navy.....and some dollhouse/miniature books. Have been wallpapering/renovating an old dollhouse. Next week munchkin starts summer school and Steve and I have a week of mornings to ourselves to go to breakfast....shop....go to lunch....whatever! Our vegetable garden is quite "fruitful" ! We have squashes, broccoli, cauliflower, tomatoes, peppers...etc.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eoyore:22813</id>
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    <title>What's This Place Called Again? Oh Yeah, Live Journal!</title>
    <published>2004-06-22T19:06:37Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-22T19:08:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"They" are on vaca......so it's like having 2 "little ones" under foot all the time! hence my absence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw some dolls I wanted to buy myself at Walmart today. I was strong and didn't. Might go back. Have been building a mouse spa/retreat (contemporary style)...it's coming out cool! .....you kinda have to see it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw some Canada Geese along the road with their "teenaged" fuzzy kids! Cute! Steve calls them "teen geese" at that stage. Their not chicks anymore, bigger.....but still fuzzy. Teen Geese.</content>
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    <title>eoyore @ 2004-06-13T15:39:00</title>
    <published>2004-06-13T19:44:23Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-13T19:44:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table align="center" border="1" bordercolor="black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="4" width="200px"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffcccc" align="center"&gt;&lt;font style="color:black; font-size:18pt;"&gt;How to make a &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffcc"&gt;&lt;font style="color:black; font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Method:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Stir together in a glass tumbler with a salted rim. Add lovability to taste! Do not overindulge!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;form method="POST" action="http://www.go-quiz.com/cocktail/cocktail.php"&gt;Username:&lt;input name="uname"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="How do you make a &amp;#39;you&amp;#39;?"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/cocktail/cocktail.php"&gt;Personality cocktail&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com"&gt;Go-Quiz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="1" bordercolor="black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="4" width="200px"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffcccc" align="center"&gt;&lt;font style="color:black; font-size:18pt;"&gt;How to make a eoyore&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffcc"&gt;&lt;font style="color:black; font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Method:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Layer ingredientes in a shot glass. Add wisdom to taste! Do not overindulge!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;form method="POST" action="http://www.go-quiz.com/cocktail/cocktail.php"&gt;Username:&lt;input name="uname"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="How do you make a &amp;#39;you&amp;#39;?"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/cocktail/cocktail.php"&gt;Personality cocktail&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com"&gt;Go-Quiz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Neglected Comp</title>
    <published>2004-06-13T14:26:10Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-13T14:26:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I haven't turned my comp on for days! Yikes! I must get caught up with my friend's journals!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eoyore:22260</id>
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    <title>Chip N' Dip</title>
    <published>2004-06-09T17:28:09Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-09T17:28:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I saw the garden culprit! A chipmunk (and along came his mate shortly after!) tearing around in the veggie garden. Steve told me to put some raisins out to "distract" him....so I did! I hope we have baby chipmunks! My parents did and they said they are tons of fun to watch! and listen to the mother scolding them! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went the school brunch.....had a good time! It was nice. I didn't eat tho....too busy with my daughter showing me puzzles and books at school! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have the AC on today.....it's HOT! But SO nice to see the sun finally! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badeep! Badeep! that's all folks!</content>
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    <title>Creature Eats Garden</title>
    <published>2004-06-07T13:54:19Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-07T13:54:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Something ate something in Steve's veggie garden....something small he said....he also said "it didn't like it" I said how did you know that? he said "it didn't finish it"....which made me giggle I don't know why. Perhaps it was full? if "it" was small. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve's older daughter called from jail 6 TIMES yesterday! I freakin said over the recording "he'll be home at 7!!" GOD! I have better things to do than answer the phone constantly for a spoiled brat loser/drug addict who doesn't even care about her little boy! Steve was visiting his mother for her birthday. She was going on a canoe ride with her daughters....is it wrong of me to hope the thing would tip over? (she can't swim..well neither can I really) I'd just like to see her soaking wet with a fish sticking out of her mouth...just once. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This gloomy weather really has me down in the dumps! I swear when the sun starts coming out and it gets warm I'm spending as much time as I can outdoors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started to consider trying a mouse house in half scale (1/2 inch equals 1 foot instead of my usual 1 inch equals 1 foot) It would be more challenging as the stuff is harder to find and I'd have to craft alot of it myself. Plus, my 3-4'' mice would be better suited to the smaller scale..PLUS I could fit a house on a smaller table. Need to find a book on it soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a mom's brunch at school Wed.....I'm so nervous about meeting the other moms. I'm afraid they'll all be yuppies.....dressed like yuppies....acting like yuppies.....and I'll feel oddball out. I kind of wish my hair wasn't long as most moms my age have it short.....but my husband/friends/my mother all seem to like it long....me? I don't know....It "feels" like me and I'm too lazy to keep up a "hairstyle".</content>
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    <title>Greetings From Your Local Bubble Butted Whore......</title>
    <published>2004-05-31T16:43:11Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-31T16:43:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Steve saw a hummingbird at the fuchsia plant this morning! The plant is almost dead but I guess the hummer still found something to drink in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to a chipmunk and fed him raisins this morning! He winked at me! seriously! he did! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the property tax bill in the mail...UGGGHHHH! SO much money!! STRESSSSSSSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spilled coffee on my new shirt.....first wearing....it's SO like me. I'm the girl with the rip in her stocking, gum in her hair, scuffs on her shoes, poo on her shoe....etc. Coming out of a public bathroom with t-paper on her shoe. Why can't I be like my sister in laws? Perfectly groomed with a hair not out of place. I hate them! I hate being with them! They'll say "oh I like your shoes" and I'll say "thank you" and they'll say "where did you get them" to which I respond "Walmart" then they say "your SO lucky you can wear cheap shoes! my feet are snobs!" OR they will say "I like your shirt" and I'll say "thank you" and then they'll say "but I think that color would look better on someone with darker skin" (like them). I've taken to just looking at them blankly or laughing when they pay me a "compliment".</content>
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    <title>Apparently....I'm A Whore With A Bubble Butt!...</title>
    <published>2004-05-30T16:28:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-30T16:28:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.nyu.edu/~lap250/bubble.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mewing.net/buttquiz.shtml"&gt;take the butt quiz.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://mewing.net"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and go to mewing.net. why not visit the site of someone who made a quiz about butts?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well!!!! I NEVER!!! *tosses head and stalks from room*</content>
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    <title>What The Heck?!!!</title>
    <published>2004-05-30T13:23:18Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-30T13:23:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.nyu.edu/~lap250/whore.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mewing.net/virginwhore.shtml"&gt;take the virgin-whore dichotomy quiz.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://mewing.net"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and go to mewing.net. where we're all studs.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/center&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>Take A Goose At This Gander.......</title>
    <published>2004-05-29T15:14:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-29T15:14:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://img6.photobucket.com/albums/v19/eoyore/150_348.jpg"&gt;http://img6.photobucket.com/albums/v19/eoyore/150_348.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img6.photobucket.com/albums/v19/eoyore/149_348.jpg"&gt;http://img6.photobucket.com/albums/v19/eoyore/149_348.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope these links work.....course knowing me they won't.....Red Sox Player Johnny Damon....niiiiiiiiiice.</content>
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    <title>Flies With Shoes Don't Bother Me!</title>
    <published>2004-05-28T22:01:42Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-28T22:01:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">There is a very large fly on the screen behind the window. I'm afraid to open that window......cause he wants me...I know it. His body is the size of a peanut M&amp;M! I swear! ok, maybe that's a lil exaggerated....more like a supersized Raisinette. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do NUTTIN today! Yay me! Yay Sloth! I sat on my ass most of the day chatting on the comp. He's gone fishin.....so what the hell! No supervisor! Munchkin was very tired from her big field trip and just wanted to rest.....so I goofed off! I did ride my exercise bike a lil bit. I said LIL. It's the gloomy raining weather that has me feeling "slothy". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuing with my huge crush on Red Sox player Johnny Damon....what a man...what a man...MMMmmmm...MMMMmmm! I couldn't tell you what position he plays (he swings a bat, I know that) but I can tell you how gorgeous he looks running with his long hair flapping behind him. I love his scruff....I love how he shaved the beard for charity....but I love even more that he's growing it back. Suddenly...I'm a big baseball fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In The News....apparently some nailpolishes contain a chemical which caused problems for mice/and or their offspring. *mental pic of mice having a manicure/pedicure*</content>
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    <title>eoyore @ 2004-05-27T17:03:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-27T21:08:34Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-27T21:09:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/B/blondelikeme/1071700403_resmaewest.jpg" border="0" alt="YOU ARE MAE WEST!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Va-Va-Voom! You're inner Bombshell is Mae West.&lt;br&gt;You've definitly got a lot of wit, a lot of&lt;br&gt;smarts, and you know how to use people to your&lt;br&gt;advantage. Ever heard the phrase "doesn't&lt;br&gt;take any crap from anybody"? Well that's&lt;br&gt;you! Just like Mae you never want to settle&lt;br&gt;down, and can't imagine being with just one man&lt;br&gt;for the rest of your life. You don't care about&lt;br&gt;conventions and have no filter from your brain&lt;br&gt;to you mouth. Check out the movie "She&lt;br&gt;Done Him Wrong" to see your inner&lt;br&gt;bombshell in all her voluptuous glory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/blondelikeme/quizzes/Who%20is%20your%20%20inner%20bombshell%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Who is your  inner bombshell?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>Got My Squirrel-Stolen Mojo Back!!!</title>
    <published>2004-05-25T19:19:35Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-25T19:19:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Another raining dreary day! I feel like we are all sleepwalking.....till the sun comes out again. I want to lie in the sun! Sit in the screenhouse! Walk in the sunshine! Even my animals seem blah-ed out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My period has sucked the life out of me yet again......just hung around doing barely anything this morning....looking like crap on a stick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have forgotten yet AGAIN to buy plastic wrap or foil when shopping. I have nothing with which to wrap leftovers....cept tissues/papertowel/or newspaper. It's like a mental block..... block of head....blockhead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents visited the other day. They ask me a million questions about nothing. They think I should be on top of everything. An ant farts 2 miles away and I should know about it. I'm saying "I don't know! I don't know! I DON'T KNOOOOOW!!" the whole time they are here. Steve was working a construction job and they are asking me questions about it. How the hell would I know about THAT?! I'm not going to grill him on every little thing about his job...he wouldn't let me anyway! And frankly, I don't care and I have enough stuff to think about to take care of. EXAMPLE: there are 3 cars parked at one of my neighbors. So my parents ask "what car is who's?" I said "well, the green one is the son's, the gray one is the grandfathers, and the blue one the fathers" they are like "which son? does he still work? does he blah...blahhh...blahhh!" I want to scream "I DON'T CARE!!! so why should you?!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Midol is kicking in.....zzzZZZZZZ.....</content>
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    <title>Bad Case Of Journaler's Block</title>
    <published>2004-05-24T20:21:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-24T20:21:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have journal block lately. Maybe it's cause I have spring fever? I can think of plenty to say elsewhere and in "real life" just.....not here. I don't know why. Seems to have started since the baby squirrels left. It's like they took my journal "mojo" with them. Maybe I'm "talked out" elsewhere. My husband could testify to this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign seen on hairless guinea pigs at the mall pet store...."We are NOT shaved, we are BORN like this". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! speaking of shaving....I have a huge crush on Johnny Damone (sp?) of the Red Sox! and I WANT his beard back!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eoyore:19632</id>
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    <title>Packed Up And Left........</title>
    <published>2004-05-19T18:38:50Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-19T18:38:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The baby squirrels hit the road! Probably a few days ago. Haven't seen them for several days. I figured they were just about ready. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working on another mouse doll. Smaller, more life size. I didn't care for the way the other one was coming out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been spring cleaning. Closets, rooms, art &amp; craft supplies, toys......we accumulate so much junk. Steam cleaning my carpets. And sprucing up my decor for spring/summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the young-un's birthday we have yet more toys coming into the house. She came home today with yet ANOTHER Care Bear! I'll have to take a head count on them soon, just so we have an official number. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our giant plant out by the front door looks to not be feeling well.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eoyore:19286</id>
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    <title>Hurry! Hurry!!</title>
    <published>2004-05-14T11:56:23Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-14T11:56:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have SO much to get done today! I don't have time to read/respond to friends entries this morning! (sad face).  What am I doing on here when I have so much to do? PROCRASTINATING DUMMY!!</content>
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    <title>There's Acorn Sandwiches In The Fridge......</title>
    <published>2004-05-12T14:23:11Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-12T14:23:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Got to pull out my squirrel book.  The 3 babies are still there.....they haven't jumped yet. I'm wondering how long it usually takes them to "take the plunge".  I was telling my mother on the phone this morning. I told her how I read that the mother squirrel have 2 ways of leaving them once they are weaned &amp; ready to be on their own, according to the book. She needs to get rid of them as she most likely has another litter on the way! One way is she acts like she is going out for food but doesn't come back. We were saying how cruel mother nature is when my mother said "maybe she says to them "now if you get hungry, remember how I showed you where to get acorns".  And I said "then she says to herself..."I will NOT feel guilty....I will NOT feel guilty!" LMAO!! We were cracking up! The other way she "leaves" them is to just simply kick em out of the nest. It all seems so cruel.... but they seem to be having alot of fun playing with mom not around! I'm assuming once they jump to another tree.....they are off to find mates and will not be out in the tree any longer. I've GOT to dig out that book!</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>For Mother's Day I Wanted A Dead Bug......</title>
    <published>2004-05-10T20:12:57Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-10T20:12:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We went to the mall mother's day because I wanted it to be a "family fun" day. He didn't go visit his mother cause she went gambling. Must be nice to have money to blow like that! Anyway......we were getting in the car and I look down and on the floor is this perfect little dead moth and he's like a periwinkle blue! He's beautiful and his wing span was only about 1/2 an inch! perfect for my Victorian Mouse House! (victorians collected and framed butterflies &amp; moths). So I said "wait! Steve! I'm going in the house to get a sandwich bag!" and he's all "Just forget it! let's just GOOOOOO!" I said "NO! It's Mother's Day and you are trying to deny me a DEAD BUG for Krys Sakes!" Tragically as gentle as I tried to be....he was so dried out...one tiny wing fell off. I might be able to repair it with tweezers. Wish me luck! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the bookstore he bought me a book for my Mom Day gift. It's a clip art book with a CD ROM of Art Nouveau Designs &amp; Motifs (for the dollhouse). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this very moment I have 2 Cornish Game hens in the oven. Cute lil buggers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got TONS of spring cleaning and rearranging done today! Probably cause F4F was down most of the day! LOL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry......I can't wait for these mini clucks to be done!</content>
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    <title>Baby Squirrel Causes Domestic Dispute......</title>
    <published>2004-05-08T12:45:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-08T12:45:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">He came home yesterday from work and went across the street to the neighbor he's building a deck for. I thought he was just going over to chat. I looked out the window and saw a mini squirrel head sticking out of the hole. I got SO excited I ran to the front door and called "STEEEEEEEEEEEEEVE!" and he says "WHAT?!!!!" real mad like. I said "oh never mind, I forgot...your home but your really not!" and I slammed the door. He came up and said "I'm just ready to start working on his deck" to which I said "oh, excuse me....I forgot....you not only "play" over there all the time now you work there too!" he demanded to know what I called him for. I said "nothing....you'll say it's stupid!".  He finally got it out of me and he got the binoculars and watched the baby squirrel for a few seconds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about 40 degrees this morning and they haven't come out yet. Too cold I guess. There are 3 of them and I want to name them. I'm not sure what.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eoyore:18270</id>
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    <title>DISGUSTING!!!</title>
    <published>2004-05-07T17:25:35Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-07T17:40:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am glued to the TV watching the hearings on the POW's. I am ashamed and embarrassed. It is the most degrading, disgusting thing that was done. Ok, so maybe it was an action of "a few" and it's a fact horrible things are done in war...but that doesn't excuse those in charge (DONALD RUMSFELD! and others) from ignoring the issue for so long. How can we now believe when they tell us it was only "actions of a few"? How widespread could this be? How many people knew about it? I've been brought to tears several times watching today so far. The US government can't preach that they have such high standards for treatment of POW's and then try hiding and covering up these horrible actions. No "slap on the hand" for people who took part in this either.....I don't even think out of the service is enough. Jail time...LONG jail time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not liking the way Rumsfeld is acting when being questioned.....he is smirking, looking down, and shuffling thru papers. He should be looking RIGHT AT the person talking and giving them his FULL attention. RUDE. And it downplays the seriousness of the situation.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eoyore:17993</id>
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    <title>Mr. Bump Had Babies!!!!</title>
    <published>2004-05-07T12:06:11Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-07T12:06:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">There's a tree in the woods out back and all winter we had a squirrel who would come out of a hole and sit on a bump on the tree right above the hole. We named him "Mr. Bump". Well this morning there are about 4-5 baby "Bumps" running in &amp; out....frolicking.....AWESOME!!! They even brace themselves and stomp their front feet up and down like squirrels do to prepare to jump to another tree....but they keep chickening out! It's SO cute!</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Oh Crappy Day!</title>
    <published>2004-05-05T18:36:21Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-05T18:36:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">What a crappy day. I went grocery shopping and then bummed around most of the rest of the day except for doing laundry. It's just so gloomy outside and only my 3rd day by myself after 3 weeks. I took mom shopping yesterday. So I basically just didn't feel like doing a damn thing. Couldn't get "into" anything. Tomorrow and Fri I will go mall walking. Just want to "chill" and enjoy the peacefulness today. Even tho there's lots I want to do.....and should be doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my mouse doll is coming out too big. She just doesn't have that little "mousie" look to her my older ones do. I want her to look like you just want to pick her up and squeeze her! That's the "look" of my other ones.....I'm just not feelin it with this one. May stop and rethink my pattern. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was leaving the grocery store when I saw my best friend from high schools mom. She looks the same basically with gray hair instead of black. I had sunglasses on and she didn't turn my way and recognize me. Just as well.....I wouldn't know what to say to her....my best friend died a couple years after high school when the motorcycle her boyfriend she were riding on hit a guard rail. I didn't hear about it until a few years later from a mutual friend. I was stunned .....all the times we'd talk about our futures and getting married and having kids....and she didn't get to do any of that. Life sure sucks sometimes. We lost touch soon after school. She called me last and wanted to get together and I was all busy and put it off. I feel bad about that now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toilet overflowed this morning. I must have used too much paper which he is always yelling at me about. What can I say? I like to be clean! Anyway I don't know why it happened as I just peed and barely used any paper. The water came up..up...UP and spilled out all over the bathroom rugs. Now I have to take them up and wash them with the 4 other loads I have of laundry. I rushed downstairs to make sure the water wasn't pouring out around the kitchen ceiling fan. Cause that happened when we first bought the house. My fault also. Thank goodness that didn't happen this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frucken kitchen ceiling fan light won't shut off! Something is wrong with the remote I guess. I'm not bugging him to fix it right away as he has alot of work this week and a job on the weekend. He knows it's broken. I don't want another accident like the last time I asked him to help me with a household disaster. That time he nearly lost a finger.</content>
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