<?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-10600647</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:15:06.197-04:00</updated><category term='moving'/><category term='ranting'/><category term='warm'/><category term='warm fuzzies'/><category term='sad'/><category term='something new'/><category term='giddy'/><category term='joyful'/><category term='oh my god the pain'/><category term='tickled'/><category term='Jazzed'/><category term='apprehensive'/><category term='Happy Times'/><category term='recap / update'/><title type='text'>The Mad Adventures of Mz.Maizun</title><subtitle type='html'>What exactly is "behind blue eyes"?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>237</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-250788127575771179</id><published>2007-02-02T17:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T17:15:31.059-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><title type='text'>I've MOVED!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm giving wordpress a try as they have a lot more features such as private posts options and other cool things so I'm going to live over there for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If I end up hating it and switching back...of course, I'll let you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://msmaizun.wordpress.com/"&gt;check it out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-250788127575771179?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/250788127575771179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=250788127575771179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/250788127575771179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/250788127575771179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2007/02/ive-moved.html' title='I&apos;ve MOVED!!'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-6779739141956324206</id><published>2007-01-31T10:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T10:06:48.380-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>sniff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wrg981oyAdo/RcCwaHQVglI/AAAAAAAAABg/jxV_NdAm5MY/s1600-h/toronto+zoo+wahoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026211146816127570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wrg981oyAdo/RcCwaHQVglI/AAAAAAAAABg/jxV_NdAm5MY/s200/toronto+zoo+wahoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My sister and the boys left this morning. I drove them to the airport at 5:45am. I'm not going to post a long goodbye or anything because I'll probably end up bawling my eyes out here at work but I just wanted to say ....I miss them already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/10600647-6779739141956324206?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/6779739141956324206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=6779739141956324206&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/6779739141956324206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/6779739141956324206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2007/01/sniff.html' title='sniff'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wrg981oyAdo/RcCwaHQVglI/AAAAAAAAABg/jxV_NdAm5MY/s72-c/toronto+zoo+wahoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-4554963481555859460</id><published>2007-01-31T08:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T09:47:48.279-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>I feel a rant coming on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here's an article from &lt;a href="http://www.winnipegfreepress.com/subscriber/life/story/3861747p-4468559c.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today's Winnipeg Free Press&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What I really want to do is spout obscenities about this jackass but I will refrain from doing so...because I know my 15 year old cousin occasionally reads MY BLOG and I don't want to show her a bad example. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Let me start by saying that I understand this guy wasn't talking about ME specifically but he did speak in very general terms and the only blogger that gets referenced was a woman in Quebec that lives in the woods with her cats. Maybe I'm delusional here in my make-believe blog world, but I'm guessing that the majority of bloggers DON'T live in the woods in a cabin (or cottage depending on what side of the country you are on) full of cats. Having said that, how great is it that this woman has a "virtual community" out there to connect with. It may not be a face to face community but I'm guessing by her choice to live out there in the first place, that's not necessarily what she's looking for anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He also says that the support she received when her cat died isn't real. Is the validity of support judged on how long it lasts? Or how it is given? Support is support whether it comes in the form of a hug, a shoulder to cry on or a kind word in the comment of a post. Who is this yahoo to say that just because there may not be a continuous back and forth conversation working this woman through her grief, that writing, posting and receiving comments around the death of a beloved pet isn't helping her? It's more than she would have if she didn't blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that for me, receiving comments and feedback is a bonus by-product of my true intent behind posting. It gets things out of my head. I'm the kind of person that will mull over an idea, a problem or even a happy occurrence for AGES until I get a chance to either share it with someone or until everyone simply tells me they don't care anymore. Here I'm able to spew and walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the topic of community, I have to say that I'm quite fond of the fellow bloggers that I've come to know since starting this whole thing almost 2 years ago. The blogs I read every day are important to me. They make me laugh, they make me cry and although I may not comment on all of them, they are part of my day. Then, there are the bloggers that I've conversed with beyond blogging like Grody Jody and The Queen of all things, Ellen. Jody and I talked about what it's like to make the decision to start trying for a baby. A person that I have never met "in person" gave me thoughtful and meaningful advice. &lt;u&gt;That's&lt;/u&gt; support. &lt;u&gt;That's&lt;/u&gt; not make believe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW - I miss Jody &amp;amp; Ellen terribly because they aren't blogging anymore and I can honestly say that I feel like a neighbour and her family have moved away because I don't get the regular check in on all the things that are going on with them like I used to. &lt;u&gt;That's&lt;/u&gt; community!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I'll stop here because I know that Anthony and Mr. Bitter and possibly even the G-man have stopped reading by now but hey....this is my blog and I'm passionate about it. I'm not an isolated lonely person, I'm not a rebel, I love my job, I'm not a political activist or even an angst ridden teenager and I'm definitely not looking for celebrity status through all of this. I'm just a blogger. Read it or not! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-4554963481555859460?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/4554963481555859460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=4554963481555859460&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/4554963481555859460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/4554963481555859460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-feel-rant-coming-on.html' title='I feel a rant coming on...'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-5318311241515753206</id><published>2007-01-15T11:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T12:02:53.639-05:00</updated><title type='text'>8 minutes to 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Let's see what kind of an update I can do in the 8 minutes before lunch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saturday we spent the day looking at dining room sets. As some of you will know this is round two of our search. I never fully gave an explanation to the outcome of round one...don't think I can do it in (now) 7 minutes so I'll save it for another day.  We found a good set at Adobe on Dundas W. but haven't made any final decisions yet. Stay tuned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sunday we drove out to Port Hope/Cobourg. Ya...we haven't put the winter tires on the car yet as it's been so mild and ....well, we're procrastinators. Of course, yesterday was the first driving altering snow fall of the season. A little scary but not as bad as it could have been.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Damn the phone.... hang on!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay! I'm back....3 minutes to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Got to have a visit with my Dad...oh man sometimes that is too funny. He really lives in his own world and yesterday he asked me if I've seem my mom lately. When I told him "no" he said, "Well she's around her somewhere. Over there I think" and he pointed to the other side of the cafeteria. First off, my mom and dad split up when I was 3 and we moved to BC when I was 5. My dad last saw my mom at my wedding and then she passed away two months later. Maybe it's a twisted side of my sense of humour but the idea of them visiting now,  kind of cracks me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Other than seeing my dad, we had a great visit with my aunt and uncle. It's amazing how much they've become surrogate parents to me. Love you AK and UB. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The drive home was much better as the roads where pretty dry and there wasn't a lot of traffic. This morning however...ICE CITY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's it. Lunch time.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao-der&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-5318311241515753206?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/5318311241515753206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=5318311241515753206&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/5318311241515753206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/5318311241515753206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2007/01/8-minutes-to-12.html' title='8 minutes to 12'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-3765509259597393418</id><published>2007-01-11T17:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T17:17:37.316-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oh my god the pain'/><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>I know it's not funny and I know every word she says is true...but I can't help but laughing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies...&lt;a href="http://www.amysmusings.com/2007/01/11/on-waxing/"&gt;read on&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-3765509259597393418?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/3765509259597393418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=3765509259597393418&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/3765509259597393418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/3765509259597393418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2007/01/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-2348263582022011050</id><published>2007-01-02T14:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T15:00:48.439-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap / update'/><title type='text'>2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here we are, two days into twenty O seven. How exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wrg981oyAdo/RZqy2GwP5mI/AAAAAAAAABU/aL5CArai504/s1600-h/New+Years+2007+PJ+Party+Group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015517777626130018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wrg981oyAdo/RZqy2GwP5mI/AAAAAAAAABU/aL5CArai504/s200/New%2BYears%2B2007%2BPJ%2BParty%2BGroup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The New Year's PJ party was a blast. (See &lt;a href="http://www.fromthebumofbees.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rabs' &lt;/a&gt;site for more pictures - thanks Peter!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There was beau coup de left overs. So much for no junk food starting January 2nd!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In other news:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. My sister and her family are moving back to PG/BC. I'm pretty bummed out about this although I know it's a good thing for them financially. I was &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; enjoying having them here. The nephews have been amazing and I know it's going to break my heart to see them go. My BIL (&lt;em&gt;brother-in-law)&lt;/em&gt; leaves next week and my sister and the boys leave at the end of the month. So if you can't find me over the next month, check with them cuz I'm sure that's where I'll be!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. My dad was moved back out to Cobourg. This was a good thing as he completed all his rehab back in July and has been waiting to get out there since then. It's better for him to be in Cobourg because all of his friends and family (save for me) are out in that area. He'll get a lot more visitors now that he's there and he always likes it when people come to see him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He's doing pretty well. Not back to his old self by any means but he's conversational and still has a sense of humour. We don't always talk on the same page but hey...that happens with most people in life doesn't it?!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. Work is starting to ramp up for the new position. I don't officially start until the end of January but I'm included in a number of projects and client meetings to get my feet wet and it's very exciting. A little scary but still manageable at this point. I'll keep you posted as things progress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think that's if for now. I'm excited for the upcoming year. Other than having my sister move thousands of miles away, I think it's going to be a good one. We're due for it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;PS - I'm all for the global warming. The Tdot has barely cracked into the minus temps at all so far and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'M LOVING IT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-2348263582022011050?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/2348263582022011050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=2348263582022011050&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/2348263582022011050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/2348263582022011050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2007/01/2007.html' title='2007'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wrg981oyAdo/RZqy2GwP5mI/AAAAAAAAABU/aL5CArai504/s72-c/New%2BYears%2B2007%2BPJ%2BParty%2BGroup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-1862374851217278457</id><published>2006-12-28T11:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T11:49:25.749-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apprehensive'/><title type='text'>Can it be true???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm not so sure about &lt;a href="http://wiw.org/~jess/archives/2006/12/28/rocky-balboa-review/#comments"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I might have to wait until the DVD comes out because I'm not sure if I want to go to the theatre with all the other "Balboa-wannabees" talking on their cell phones to their personal trainers asking them why they can't work out to "Eye of the Tiger" like Rocky does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-1862374851217278457?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/1862374851217278457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=1862374851217278457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/1862374851217278457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/1862374851217278457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/12/can-it-be-true.html' title='Can it be true???'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-704749301554283438</id><published>2006-12-27T13:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T14:05:32.251-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='warm fuzzies'/><title type='text'>Done for another year...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's December 27th and Christmas has come and gone for another year. Lots of visiting, lots of eating and lots of laughing. It was a good warm and happy Christmas. Thanks to all who spoiled us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's the count down to New Year's. We're (read I'm) having a pajama party for anyone that wants to drop in simply because I don't feel like going anywhere and the G-man is working an event so I didn't want to be alone. Here's hoping people show up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay warm and safe everyone and Have a Happy New Year!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-704749301554283438?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/704749301554283438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=704749301554283438&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/704749301554283438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/704749301554283438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/12/done-for-another-year.html' title='Done for another year...'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-7399851277858532546</id><published>2006-12-19T12:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T12:38:13.295-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics from our Trip</title><content type='html'>I've updated the slideshow on the side with our pics from England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the family!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-7399851277858532546?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/7399851277858532546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=7399851277858532546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/7399851277858532546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/7399851277858532546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/12/pics-from-our-trip.html' title='Pics from our Trip'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-6106065490715890760</id><published>2006-12-19T12:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T12:07:22.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Side Link</title><content type='html'>My dear friend Lisa (or Josie with the Toes as I like to call her) has a fantastic website (created by her fabulously talent husband Alvaro!) and I thought it would be fun to add her to the links on the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go check her our! She's updates the "info" on her home page every SUNDAY night!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-6106065490715890760?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/6106065490715890760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=6106065490715890760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/6106065490715890760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/6106065490715890760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-side-link.html' title='New Side Link'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-2785555219350186425</id><published>2006-11-20T13:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T14:00:56.110-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='warm'/><title type='text'>Double Dip me Double O Seven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/199/1294/1600/72507/007trunks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/199/1294/320/794845/007trunks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Casino Royal = Awesome&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Craig = hot&lt;br /&gt;1st Action Sequence of the movie = Un F'ing Believable!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go I tell ya! Go!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-2785555219350186425?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/2785555219350186425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=2785555219350186425&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/2785555219350186425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/2785555219350186425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/11/double-dip-me-double-o-seven.html' title='Double Dip me Double O Seven'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-6043642600849971898</id><published>2006-11-20T11:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T11:43:31.433-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tickled'/><title type='text'>Made My Day!</title><content type='html'>My nephew woke up this morning and HAD to talk to me! He was so upset when he woke up and I wasn't there that he made my sister call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW CUTE IS THAT?!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/199/1294/200/716491/Elijahsunglasses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-6043642600849971898?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/6043642600849971898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=6043642600849971898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/6043642600849971898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/6043642600849971898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/11/made-my-day.html' title='Made My Day!'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-4207995830406752566</id><published>2006-11-14T15:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T16:43:03.190-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joyful'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;WHAT A WEEKEND!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well it wasn't THAT great but my dear friends Damon and Sue got married on Saturday and I have to say...I shed a little tear. Yes, me, oh stoic rock that I am, shed a tear when the whole thing went down. I was very happy for my little Scheffy! I took a million pictures (link to follow shortly) but if you want a preview, check out the one's &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/polyergos/sets/72157594371363979/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr. Kambasis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;took. Very nice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I will post this one because I LOVE the way Missus Sour is gazing lovingly upon Mr. Bitter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/199/1294/200/register.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I guess we have to find new nicknames for the happy couple because I tell ya...there is nothing Bitter or Sour about these two!!! Awwwwww&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sunday was a recovery day because, yes, I had &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a little&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bit to drink. Open bar, I mean come on!!! And as Rabs blabbed to the world, there was a quick flashing of bums but I cannot be held accountable for my actions when there is free booze people!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Monday was a little better (although it wasn't until today - Tuesday - that I was able to fully shake my headache....&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;wine is bad kiddies, don't you forget it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!). I managed to haul my ass to the gym which got the blood flowing again. Always good to have that happen. My gym has a steam room which I love but haven't used that much so I took the opportunity (thank you veteran's) to partake. Very lovely. I also decided to wash and dry my hair with the products provided by my fitness establishment and let me say; if their facilities were as lousy as their conditioner, they'd be out of business!!! I shan't be doing that again. Tangley mess!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;During the afternoon, I enjoyed a delightful movie with &lt;a href="http://www.fromthebumofbees.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rabs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;and Mandy; &lt;a href="http://www.sonypictures.com/movies/strangerthanfiction/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stranger than Fiction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I have to say, I find Will Farrell funny but can always see that he's playing it for the comedy. He was wonderful in this movie. Subtle and underplayed. I really really loved his work. I'm hoping this will lead to more in the same vein from him. The movie only had one or two holes and overall is fit for a fun afternoon off. Whether your playing hooky or enjoying your weekend, this movie is sure to please. &lt;em&gt;How's that for a colourful review? Toronto Star here I come!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-4207995830406752566?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/4207995830406752566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=4207995830406752566&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/4207995830406752566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/4207995830406752566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-weekend-well-it-wasnt-that-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-3079070488378840695</id><published>2006-11-09T14:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T15:58:41.786-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Times'/><title type='text'>Oh Happy Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today is a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First: &lt;a href="http://www.thereignofellen.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ellen's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;back...nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly: things are really starting to pick up momentum at work in regards to moving me out of my current admin/support role in and into a junior "client management" position. I'm hashing out the details and job description as the job currently doesn't exist at the jr. level. It's nice because I'll have the room I need to watch, learn and experience the position but with a safety net of sorts as I'll be teamed up with someone in a Sr. position who makes all the decisions and is on the hook if anything goes wrong. Once I'm feeling secure and confident in the role they will give me a few of my own "small" clients to manage and I can work my way up. I'm extremely excited not only because it's a bigger and better position but also because of all the support I'm getting from my current boss and my "would-be new boss". They are both really happy with my decision; my "would-be new boss" a little more so because he sees what I'm capable of and wants more of that on his team. My current boss, although he was the one that really pushed me to take this opportunity, told me today that he's sad to think of me leaving and a little nervous about who he's going to end up with. He hasn't had a lot of good luck with assistants. We're looking to start the transition in the new year so I'll keep you posted on all the fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third: my new phone crapped out. I know! Serves me right going with Roger's! The bums! So I sent it back yesterday and today I got a replacement. All seems okay with this new one but I have to go through and enter in all my settings and pictures, blah blah blah. But hey, that's part of the fun of having a new phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally: my dear friend &lt;a href="http://www.ameliechante.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amelie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;is launching her new CD tonight a LulaLounge and I couldn't be happier for her. I know how hard she's worked on getting her music in front of people and I can't wait to hear the disc because I already know she's spectacular!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's a good day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-3079070488378840695?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/3079070488378840695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=3079070488378840695&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/3079070488378840695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/3079070488378840695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-happy-day.html' title='Oh Happy Day!!!'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-3926683261077442771</id><published>2006-10-31T09:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T09:46:34.707-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Serena Ryder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A couple of weeks ago, the G-man and I met up with some of his old friends from Winnipeg ( he did a play there 7 or so years ago?) as they were in town to play back up for a new emerging singer - Serena Ryder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was all for meeting the friends but not too keen on enduring the &lt;em&gt;emergence&lt;/em&gt;. I have a hard time getting behind music and singers that I'm not familiar with. Narrow minded I know but that's just the way I am. I've been disappointed and bored too many times not to be that way at this point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;From the FIRST moment this woman opened her mouth I was hooked. She is spectacular!!! A mix between Joni Mitchell and Janis Jopis (or the J ladies and I like to call them...). I know that combo sounds a little hinky but it really worked for this woman. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.serenaryder.com/serenaryder.php"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's a link to her site.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is truly going to be something, I"m sure of it. The recordings on the site aren't that great so when the CD comes out I'll post something for y'all to hear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-3926683261077442771?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/3926683261077442771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=3926683261077442771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/3926683261077442771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/3926683261077442771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/10/serena-ryder.html' title='Serena Ryder'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-863485634045549395</id><published>2006-10-30T10:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T10:07:43.809-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Mornings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My favourite part of Monday morning is checking out the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://postsecret.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PostSecret&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; site. I find the people there so inspiring. Whether it's a good secret of a bad one, they're releasing them and I find that so brave. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My least favourite thing about Monday morning is realizing there are five full days before I get to sleep in again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/199/1294/200/yawn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-863485634045549395?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/863485634045549395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=863485634045549395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/863485634045549395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/863485634045549395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/10/monday-mornings.html' title='Monday Mornings.'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-997389777739404577</id><published>2006-10-19T11:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T11:31:10.061-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giddy'/><title type='text'>It's here!</title><content type='html'>Oh there's some good dirt over at &lt;a href="http://gofugyourself.typepad.com/"&gt;Go Fug Yourself &lt;/a&gt;today. Make sure you take the time to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone's here! It's all very small and cute and two, count them two!!, different faceplates. I spent the majority of last evening programing and playing with it. At one point G actually said, "You love that new phone more than you love me don't you?" to which I replied "Of course not baby!" but we all know the truth don't we...wink wink!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little pic of the new puppy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/199/1294/200/newphone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'll be sure to get the new # out ASAP!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-997389777739404577?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/997389777739404577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=997389777739404577&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/997389777739404577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/997389777739404577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-here.html' title='It&apos;s here!'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-3949200055466641653</id><published>2006-10-18T11:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T11:51:28.221-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sidebar Stuff</title><content type='html'>I've added a new blog to the list to the right of "Other Blogs I Read...". Welcome to Jess from "Apropos of Something". Already I'm hooked as a daily reader. Check him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've moved Ellen down the list because she's taking a sabatical from blogging right now. I hope she  doesn't stay away too long. I miss her. I equally miss her beautiful pics of her daughter Anna! I hope all is well in Ellenland!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-3949200055466641653?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/3949200055466641653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=3949200055466641653&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/3949200055466641653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/3949200055466641653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/10/sidebar-stuff.html' title='Sidebar Stuff'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-3930196812511952453</id><published>2006-10-18T10:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T11:41:03.262-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jazzed'/><title type='text'>Some Exciting Tidbits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well...exciting to me at least. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm getting a new cell phone. I've had it with my current plan (currently shared with OAK, or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;KAK&lt;/span&gt; as I like to call her) and although originally I was going to leave Rogers on principle (they were Royal Jerks to us when my dad has his heart attack), I've signed up with them again only this time under my own contract. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;pluses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in this situation are two...a)It's only $34 a month for 200 anytime minutes and free evenings and weekend. Work offers a "Employee Discount" that was too good to pass up considering that currently I'm paying close to $60 a month. I'm not even sure how many minutes my current plan has but it's $30 a month which isn't too bad but all the other "charges" are what gets me. System Access Fee?! WTF?!! ...B) I don't share a contract. This is the biggest &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;plus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the never ending saga of my ongoing &lt;em&gt;adventures&lt;/em&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;KAK&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I received confirmation that my phone has been sent so tomorrow I will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;happily&lt;/span&gt; inform both Rogers and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;KAK that&lt;/span&gt;, "I'm out!!". (not really with Rogers but you get my drift!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Exciting Tidbit #2 - I'm back at the gym baby. A few reasons for this; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Because I pay for it so I might as well go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's good for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We're in early negotiations for taking a trip somewhere hot &amp;amp; sunny in February and if I want to wear a bikini next to &lt;a href="http://www.fromthebumofbees.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Rabs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, I've got to get my ass to the gym. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally, we're running a Biggest Loser competition at work to raise money for The United Way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Participants buy into participation as well as collect pledges for every &lt;u&gt;percentage point&lt;/u&gt; of weight loss they attain. I've gained about 15 lbs (closer to 21 but 15 looks better in writing) since the wedding so I'd like to get back to my toned and thinner hipped body so I don't feel so squishy on the Cuban / Mexican / Fijian shores.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The odd thing about this competition is that only people that stand to loose 20lbs MAX entered. There are some prime heart attack and stroke candidates on my team and none of them signed up. My boss thinks that it's because I'm the organizer and I'm "skinny". Could be. I was hoping that doing it in a group would make it more fun and easier to do. Oh well. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The Biggest Loser TV show inspires me so much that I can't help but do something with the lousy 20lbs that I want to loose. When I see people on that show losing hundreds of pounds I'm awe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;inspired&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; motivated to get off the couch. (Well not right that moment of course &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; I'm watching the show but they next morning for sure!!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Now I have two goals to keep me getting up in the morning and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;draggin&lt;/span&gt; my butt to the treadmill. Doing well in the competition AND a sunny beach bikini. The competition ends mid December and we're talking about taking the trip in February. So FIVE months baby! Let's see what we can do in five months.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-3930196812511952453?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/3930196812511952453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=3930196812511952453&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/3930196812511952453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/3930196812511952453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/10/some-exciting-tidbits.html' title='Some Exciting Tidbits'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-1129519746866670393</id><published>2006-10-10T12:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T12:41:17.088-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something new'/><title type='text'>New Format</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just a quick one to take note of the new format. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I switched over to Blogger beta and BOY are there lots of fun new things to do! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what you think!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-1129519746866670393?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/1129519746866670393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=1129519746866670393&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/1129519746866670393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/1129519746866670393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/10/new-format.html' title='New Format'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-116014939680337722</id><published>2006-10-06T11:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T11:43:16.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>J. O. B.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If those of you out there in blogland have been wondering (or even care) where I've gone, I'll tell ya...to work. Last Friday we did a calibration session for the team and I got to sit in, unlike at mid year when I was shut out in the cold. It was a peek into management's expectations of their teams. It was filled with terms like, "pushing the boundaries of their role", "thinking outside the box", "visible presence on the team",  "changing the way we do business", etc and when I walked out of there,  I felt like a bag of poop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the end of July, I've been "just doing my job" and nothing extra. In fact there have been days that I really didn't even do my job, I just passed the time with point and click games. Because of this I felt incredibly guilty after the calibration session. Although they didn't talk about me specifically, every time they were talking about anyone, I was doing my own self assessment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sure I was going to get a shitty year end review I was ready to take responsibility but promise a change going forward.  Instead ...it went great. Really great. And the three things I am to work on aren't really things I don't already do well, their just things to continue to improve on. I'm pretty stoked and looking more and more on making a career out of this place. I started as a temp one year ago yesterday and I've got no intention of leaving. I'm evaluating where in the organization I see myself best fitting against whether I could learn what it takes to work in a "non-administrative" role somewhere on this team. Lots to consider and sometimes I feel a little overwhelmed by the decisions I'm facing but I'm looking at the long term...the bigger picture here. I want a house. I want to own a house. Having this job will allow me to do that sooner rather than later. I'm back on the fence about having a family considering the events of the last year but having this job takes the "can we afford it" out of the equation at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if the posts aren't coming as often as you would like, I apologize. I'm over here working on my career!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-116014939680337722?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/116014939680337722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=116014939680337722&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/116014939680337722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/116014939680337722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/10/j-o-b.html' title='J. O. B.'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-115885237422030501</id><published>2006-09-26T11:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T12:03:07.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Marlowe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know blogland hates posts about cats but I've just gotta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/04/marlowes-adjusting-to-new-apartment.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marlowe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;has developed some very strange behaviour traits that I just have to share with y'all. If I'm going to suffer then you shall suffer with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first super weird thing is that she's started coming into the bathroom while we're in the shower (not together...get your minds out of the gutter), perching on the toilet and as soon as we pull back the curtain, she berates us with an evil, drawn out, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mreowwwww&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; It's a little offputting. This morning she was exceptionally hostile with me. I don't know what it is. Without fail she's there...waiting. Once time I peaked out the other side and it didn't even phase her! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MREOWWW! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The creature has issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second not so weird but equally annoying thing is that she won't eat her food unless I stand there in the kitchen with her. I can be doing something other than watching her (although she likes this the best I think) but once I leave the kitchen, she stops eating to follow me. It's like she believes that I'm about to dish out the good stuff (read= wet food) in another room. That I'm trying to horde it for myself and Lucy and if she doesn't follow, she's going to miss out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man alive the feline's a kook!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-115885237422030501?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/115885237422030501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=115885237422030501&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115885237422030501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115885237422030501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/09/weird-marlowe.html' title='Weird Marlowe'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-115885009682733604</id><published>2006-09-21T10:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T15:54:38.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rabsappardi Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/RabsJayWedding.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/320/RabsJayWedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I prefer to say Rabsappardi although my MC husband said R&lt;em&gt;azzo&lt;/em&gt;ppardi during the reception. I don't know what he was thinking (or drinking) but we NEVER say R&lt;em&gt;azzo&lt;/em&gt;ppardi! Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The misnomer aside, it was a beautiful event. The ceremony was on the back terrace of the Old Mill (stumbling distance from our apartment mind you!) and the reception followed inside in one of the banquet rooms. Table 14 rocked with fancy sparkling guest and conversation and although I was coming down with a terrible cold, I managed to consume my share of the open bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head over to&lt;a href="http://www.fromthebumofbees.blogspot.com/"&gt; Rabs' &lt;/a&gt;blog to check out a couple of gorgeous pics. And keep your fingers crossed that there will be more photos to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I managed to make it into my little blue number from San Fran. Yay me!!! Once I'm over this cold I'll keep up with the gym in the mornings. It's been a good energy / body image booster!!&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Yay me's....shout out to Uncle B, Auntie K and Cuzin R who have been working really hard and are looking mighty fabulous!! Not that they don't &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; look fabulous!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-115885009682733604?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/115885009682733604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=115885009682733604&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115885009682733604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115885009682733604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/09/rabsappardi-wedding.html' title='Rabsappardi Wedding'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-115885471445704772</id><published>2006-09-21T09:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T13:59:14.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall = New TV Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love the new fall season of shows. I wait patiently during the summer throwing my attention into &lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/bigbrother7/"&gt;Big Brother &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/rock_star2/"&gt;Rockstar &lt;/a&gt;but really I'm waiting for the fall line-up to get started. I miss my Grey's Anatomy and My Name is Earl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already started are &lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/amazing_race10/"&gt;The Amazing Race &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/amazing_race10/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;which by far my favourite reality show!, Survivor 13 (why am I still watching this?!), &lt;a href="http://www.cwtv.com/shows/americas-next-top-model"&gt;ANTM 7&lt;/a&gt; (oooh the bitches!) and &lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/The_Biggest_Loser/"&gt;The Biggest Loser 3&lt;/a&gt; (or 4, I'm not sure. I couldn't watch it last night but have it waiting on the PVR!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/200/greyscast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/greyscast.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/greyscast.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Coming up I've got the aforementioned, &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/greysanatomy/index"&gt;Grey's Anatomy &lt;/a&gt;tonight along with &lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/My_Name_Is_Earl/"&gt;My Name is Earl&lt;/a&gt;. Then somewhere out there is the return of &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/schedule/2006-07/bachelor.html"&gt;The Bachelor&lt;/a&gt;, this time with a real Prince...right. We'll see how fast he's sucking face with all the beauties! And &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/bostonlegal/index.html"&gt;Boston Legal&lt;/a&gt;, which I kind of dropped from the lineup last season because there was just too much to watch and not enough time to watch it all, but I think I'll check in on once it starts again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of giving &lt;a href="http://heroes.nbc.com/"&gt;Heros &lt;/a&gt;a shot as well as &lt;a href="http://www.bettysuarez.com/"&gt;Ugly Betty&lt;/a&gt; but they had better win me over fast because it's a pretty full schedule as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wha...husband? Cats? Life?! My life is TV people! I was raised by TV don't you know! It's in my blood. I can't just &lt;em&gt;give it up!&lt;/em&gt; What are you crazy?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-115885471445704772?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/115885471445704772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=115885471445704772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115885471445704772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115885471445704772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/09/fall-new-tv-season.html' title='Fall = New TV Season'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-115832624862953102</id><published>2006-09-15T09:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T09:19:20.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Newness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Every few months I get tired of my blog template and look to switch things up. Yesterday I was looking through some new possibilities (read - changes ahead!) and I came across "&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photobucket&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;". It's similar to Pica or Hello as a photo sharing / posting site but it's got a couple of cool features.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On the sidebar you will notice the new "widget" created with the help of the folks at Photobucket. I figured out how to add it to the template (had to bring it the width a bit) instead of posting it in the blog. Now it's would always be there for your enjoyment. I'll try and keep the pictures current so you don't get bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;First installment is the Nephews and their trip to the zoo. Ohh the cuteness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-115832624862953102?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/115832624862953102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=115832624862953102&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115832624862953102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115832624862953102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/09/newness.html' title='Newness'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-115824283806999230</id><published>2006-09-14T09:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T10:20:17.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Do we ROCK or what?!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/lukas_rossi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/320/lukas_rossi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm absolutely floored that another Canadian has won the summer reality rock event, &lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/rock_star2/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rockstar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Lukas Rossi won last night's finale of the show and I just couldn't believe it. Not that I didn't like him, I did. He was one of the more entertaining performers if maybe not the &lt;em&gt;best&lt;/em&gt; singer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't &lt;em&gt;get into&lt;/em&gt; this season like I did last year. Unlike last year, there were no heart throbs like &lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/rock_star/performers/mig/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mig&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;or really fabulous entertainers like &lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/rock_star/performers/marty/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marty Casey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;but the show kicks Canadian/American Idol's butt because it's about rock and roll and it's about performing and putting on a show. The majority of Canadian / American Idol contestants looks as if they are deer caught in headlights and if, god forbid, they start &lt;em&gt;dancing&lt;/em&gt; around the stage, they are easily mistaken for prepubecsent teens with two left feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to Canada and here's to Lukas for kicking some rock and roll ass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-115824283806999230?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/115824283806999230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=115824283806999230&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115824283806999230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115824283806999230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/09/do-we-rock-or-what.html' title='Do we ROCK or what?!!!'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-115782286194586309</id><published>2006-09-09T13:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T13:28:48.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'>clickety clack</title><content type='html'>I'm ridiculously addicted to Point and Click games. It's on the verge of addicted/obsessive. My boss was away for the majority of last week and of course, I had a lot of free time on my hands. Free time  = point and clickery!  The moment I realized that "I have a problem" was when I stayed at work until 6pm because I was in the middle of a good game.  Then there was yesterday at 5:30 and I realized I hadn't set up a meeting for Monday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm wondering if there is an AA sort of thing for gamers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-115782286194586309?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/115782286194586309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=115782286194586309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115782286194586309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115782286194586309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/09/clickety-clack.html' title='clickety clack'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-115643258755344614</id><published>2006-08-24T09:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T11:44:22.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Scared Tootin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I neglected to mention the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;scare&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.adventureofrascals.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mama Bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;and I received the night of the &lt;a href="http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/08/bad-auntie-blogger.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Saturday Adventure with Nephews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mama Bear works at &lt;a href="http://www.marks.com/ctwnew/mwwhweb.nsf"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Mark's Work Wearhouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;and she can get me the staff prices on the merchandise. She clears it with the powers that be, they remind her of her security clearance for when she calls the alarm company (cuz it's after hours and it's an "out of the ordinary occurrence"), and off we go. We're browsing the store just fine. I'm into trying on my second outfit when the phone rings. Mama Bear goes to answer it and the line is connected already to another phone. I don't really pay much attention as I'm too busy looking for shoes to go with the fabulous number I've got on when she says, "Cyn..." I look over and she's white as a ghost and she's looking over to another part of the store. She's got a fairly freaked out look on her face when she says, "Someone else is in the store." My heart starts to race as I follow her gaze across the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "What?!! Where?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MB: "I don't know but when I tried to pick up the phone it was already picked up by another phone somewhere in the store. Come with me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go to the front counter to check out the phones and grab a weapon (one of the metal rods used for the displays). The line on the phone is disengaged and we start pushing buttons to see if we can't figure out which set picked up the call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ring ring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MB tries to answer but again, it gets picked up before she can answer. Now we're really freaked out and convinced someone is hiding in the store. Naturally our next choice it to investigate. Why I'm not sure, but we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture this, MzMaizun and Mama Bear carrying non descript metal rods looking for bad guys. The store was the easy search, the dimly light storage room with lots of dark places to hide a bad guy, was not so easy. Plus, considering we have at least 1/2 the same genes (not jeans...I know it's a workwear store but I'm talking DNA here) means Mama Bear and I have very similar tendencies. All the while we're searching the store, we couldn't stop giggling. Not that we thought the situation was overly funny but because we were scared shitless. (One of us even had the nervous toots but I'm not naming any names....although you'd think it was me wouldn't you?!!) I can just imagine the idiotic scene we displayed to the security cameras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end there was no intruder and it was a problem with the phones. Specifically the one line of the phone system. Who says technology makes our lives better?!! Needless to say, I quickly changed back into my own clothes and we got the hell out of there. Not before collecting a few great tops for work and a cute pair of denim capris! I mean come on...fashion before fear people!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-115643258755344614?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/115643258755344614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=115643258755344614&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115643258755344614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115643258755344614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/08/scared-tootin.html' title='Scared Tootin&apos;'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-115643372908575162</id><published>2006-08-24T09:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T11:52:22.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What determines "home" anyway?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had a waft of homesickness this morning. It didn't last long, and they don't come around very often because I'm &lt;u&gt;very&lt;/u&gt; happy living here in the big T.O., but I was looking at a beautiful teapot in a store window and suddenly I was taken back to Vancouver, and my many chats over a steaming pot of tea with friends, primarily my girl Tina. Made me feel a little homesick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-115643372908575162?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/115643372908575162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=115643372908575162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115643372908575162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115643372908575162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-determines-home-anyway.html' title='What determines &quot;home&quot; anyway?'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-115634680074310736</id><published>2006-08-23T11:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T11:30:03.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Auntie Blogger</title><content type='html'>Okay. It's obviously too late to post about my Saturday adventure with the nephews. So much has happened since then!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will give you the highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;One hour (yes you read correctly...one hour) discussion around Spiderman, the Spiderman movies, Spiderman's powers and how Peter Parker became Spiderman.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles movie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pudding&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bike rides to three different play parks (Auntie in tow with Seymour, the dog, and Elijah in a stroller. As a side note, have you ever tried to push a stroller and hang on to a dog leesh when said dog on leash is trying to pee on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;every&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lamp post that we pass by?! Not an easy task I tell you!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Second Teenage Mutant Ninja Turles movie with string cheese snacks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I will close with this terrible cuteness I like to call: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"What I would look like in Auntie's Sunglasses"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nathan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/200/Nathansunglasses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Isaiah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/200/Isaiahsunglasses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Elijah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/200/Elijahsunglasses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-115634680074310736?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/115634680074310736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=115634680074310736&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115634680074310736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115634680074310736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/08/bad-auntie-blogger.html' title='Bad Auntie Blogger'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-115591618679940118</id><published>2006-08-18T11:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T12:15:37.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2 (two) is a number, numeral, and glyph. It is the natural number following 1 and preceding 3.</title><content type='html'>As the lovely &lt;a href="http://www.fromthebumofbees.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rabs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;mentioned, today is my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; year anniversary. When I've told people that little tidbit, they've come back with "Two years? That's nothing," to which I find myself having to qualify "But we've &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; together for &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;six&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; years."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of how long we've been together I remind myself of the adage:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"It's not quantity it's quality." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love ya babe! Happy Anniversary!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/320/GaryCyn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an older pic (early Jan/Feb I think) but it's cute and the only one I have of the two of us here on my computer at work! Maybe I'll swap it later when I get home. For now...enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/Eden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/200/Eden.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's also my Cuzin Eden's 15th Birthday today! Happy BD Cuz!! Hope you're having a great day at WUNDERSLAND!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/bbpanda.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/200/bbpanda.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's my neice Molly's BD today too! Busy day! Molly turns 6; she was born the night Gary and I had dinner way back in 2000. Happy Birthday Molls!!&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry I don't have a pic on my work computer. I'll replace it tonight when I get home. Love ya girl!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-115591618679940118?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/115591618679940118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=115591618679940118&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115591618679940118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115591618679940118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/08/2-two-is-number-numeral-and-glyph-it.html' title='2 (two) is a number, numeral, and glyph. It is the natural number following 1 and preceding 3.'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-115585112938491874</id><published>2006-08-17T17:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T17:46:01.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SYTYCD</title><content type='html'>If you are a So You Think You Can Dance fan and haven't watched the finale yet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;STOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; now. I'm about to discuss the results.&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;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;scroll down&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&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;I am SO happy that Benji took it! So happy I even got choked up when they announced his name. This guys was so great. Not &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; the best dancer but the biggest heart and the biggest personality of the bunch. Congrats Benji...I love ya!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/200/benji%20ii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, so this isn't the best picture of him but trust me....he's fabulous.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But what's even more fabulous is that the SYTYCD TOUR is making it's only Canadian stop in Toronto! Yahooo! I am so going to try and get tickets. Any one else coming with me???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-115585112938491874?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/115585112938491874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=115585112938491874&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115585112938491874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115585112938491874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/08/sytycd.html' title='SYTYCD'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-115565345213430183</id><published>2006-08-15T10:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T11:12:30.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Maizun Horseshoes Tourney</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I wanted to do a post today about my Saturday Nephews Adventure but when I was emailing the pictures to my work this morning I forgot one. I can't do a proper blog without all the pictures people!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...here's a fuzzy preview: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/200/Elijahfuzzy.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/Elijahfuzzy.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm going to jump back in time a couple of weeks and write about the 2nd Annual Maizun Horseshoe Tournament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(Mr. Bitter, this might be a long one and as you are self proclaimed non reader of posts venturing past 4 paragraphs, I suggest you skip to the end and see the picture of my cousin - that's really the only reason for the whole thing.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I'll start by saying we got caught in THE WORST rainstorm EVER during our drive out there. OMG, the windshield wipers were on the fastest setting and still we could only see about 5 feet in front of the car. Very scary! I was hugely grateful the G-Man was driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so we drove through the majority of the rain and by the time we got to the homestead it was mostly spittling and looking like it would blow over, which it eventually did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.keeptotheleft.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuzin Ryan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; had volunteered to umpire this year and did a bang up job of organizing teams and "the schedule". Last year's we were very unorganized and save for a couple good rounds of Giant Jenga and Scrotum (acutal game name, not me being a rude pig) and maybe two or three people actually tossing a horseshoe (some at the last minute!),  it was more of a drinking tournament than a horseshoe tournament. Case in point, G-man and I were asleep by 8:30 due to heavy "pounding" of beer and margaritas upon our 3pm arrival. Slightly embarrassing but makes for a great story. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This year we managed to make it not only to the end of the tournament, but also to the botched pool toss (I tried to through the G-man into the pool but he squirmed his way out of my grip and ended up pushing me in instead - that was the moment I learned my watch was waterproof up to 30 meters. Yeah!!). We even lasted through to the walk to Cuzin Ryan's house, the water and advil ritual and some chit chats before crawling into "our" bed reserved especially for us at the Cuzin's house. It was the inaugural sleepover and I do have to say it was a very comfy night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither G nor I did very well in the tournament. Although I had a fantastic partner in &lt;em&gt;Aunt by Marriage&lt;/em&gt; "Leaner", we were down at the end of the first round. Though I wasn't "into the tent for the night drunk" I was a little saturated (mmmm....margaritas) and it didn't bode well for my horseshoe toss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall it was a gloriously fun event. Some of the other quick highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;losing my crystal earring in the pool only to have Cuzin Todd miraculously find it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;seeing my OAK with a margarita....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;liquor store/A&amp;P run for more Tequila and Margarita mix with Cuzin Lisa and some 17 year old kid driving us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;super yummy beef brisket&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;brisket sauce on Zoey's head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;trying to clean the brisket sauce off of Zoey's head before Dordi came home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;did I mention Margaritas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I'll close with the aforementioned photo of Cuzin Ryan. Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/320/RyanWhistle.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-115565345213430183?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/115565345213430183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=115565345213430183&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115565345213430183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115565345213430183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/08/maizun-horseshoes-tourney.html' title='Maizun Horseshoes Tourney'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-115556581944247023</id><published>2006-08-14T10:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T15:18:25.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Get on the Boat Maizun!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay, because my friend Tanya asked for more posts and no more lame Celebrity Pics Fridays, I'm going to make an effort to write more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently working on one about my recent Saturday adventure with my three nephews but I have photos to accompany the post and they haven't been loaded off the camera yet. So that one will have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I have been meaning to post about is my two recent obsessions. One is good for me, the other one...not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first is the gym. I'm getting my butt back on the gym boat. It's been 3 months since I've joined the gym and almost a year since I've been in any kind of routine. Last week I made it there four times (I was aiming for five but just couldn't get there on the weekend!). Feeling good about going and as always, when I'm go regularly I feel better about myself. I do find that it works better when I have a goal in mind so right now my goal is a &lt;a href="http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2005/09/opening-pics.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pretty blue number&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;that I bought while in SF last summer that I would like to wear to Rabsy's wedding. It fits right now but stuff blubbs out where there should be no blubbing. The wedding is a month Thursday so after that I'll have to come up with a new goal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;My second obsession right now (well for the last two weeks while my boss was on holidays) is Escape Room Games (aka Point and Click Games). Oh...my...god....so much fun. About 20 years ago (OMG I'm so old....simply being able to say "20 years ago" and be referring to something I used to do, is incredible!) there used to be a computer game that I think was called "Adventure". It was text based but and it started out with something like "You are in a dark room". And by entering commands and finding clues you had to find your way through the game. Super fun. I loved it tons!!! Well Escape Room Games are basically the same thing but with visuals. The first one I stumbled upon was &lt;a href="http://crimson-room.freeonlinegames.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Crimson Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;and it was pretty great. There are some out there with lousy graphics and LOTS of foreign language ones but there are some &lt;em&gt;really really &lt;/em&gt;challenging, frustrating but super fun ones as well. I know this makes me a huge geek but I don't care. I'd rather be a geek and play one of these games than actually get some work done!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-115556581944247023?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/115556581944247023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=115556581944247023&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115556581944247023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115556581944247023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/08/get-on-boat-maizun.html' title='Get on the Boat Maizun!!!'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-115488299552628979</id><published>2006-08-06T12:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T12:55:05.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know I've been negligent lately but those of you that know me well, know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to post about our new dining room set that we stumbled upon yesterday. We were driving home from visiting my dad and because it was the Carribana Parade yesterday on the Lakeshore, we had to take more of a northern route to get back to the west side. During the course of this journey, we passed a warehouse with lots of SALE signs and such in the front and G-man said "You know, I pass this place every day coming home from work, let's check it out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out the place is the last standing Consumers Distributing (Furniture Division). It's massive inside with more furniture than you can imagine. Before too long we were met by what I'm going to call the world's best salesman. Not the typically looking salesman with his square glasses, orange checked polo shirt and cargo khaki shorts, complete with Tim Horton's takeaway mug that may or may not have had coffee in it (I never once saw him drink from it but he did keep it close like a security blanket of sorts). He smelled awfully of cigarettes and normally this would have kept me from interacting with the guy BUT... there was something really personable about him. He didn't come on with the hard sell but he &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; knew his product and he was very persistant. Our favourite moment was when G asked him for his card and the guy said "Well, I was hoping to write my name at the bottom of your bill!". It was at this point we knew this guy was going to get a sale out of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45 minutes later we had custom ordered the dining room set of our liking and G was signing HIS name at the bottom of the bill. So take a look at the catalogue images of our order:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/Colour.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/200/Colour.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/Chairs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/200/Chairs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/Table.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/200/Table.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We didn't get the chair with the arms but six side chairs with the padded seat. I can't get a pic of the seat colour but it's a light sage green in the "popular" ultra suede fabric. Very easy to clean apparently!!! The chairs and the entire table are in the "popular" tea colour. We thought about mixing the table top colour and the legs colour but in the end we went for simple over fancy schmancy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In 4 - 6 weeks we'll be ready for a dinner party. Who's comin?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-115488299552628979?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/115488299552628979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=115488299552628979&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115488299552628979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115488299552628979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/08/dinner-anyone.html' title='Dinner anyone?'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-115418528571332065</id><published>2006-07-29T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T11:01:25.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Back</title><content type='html'>Just a quick shout out to my girl Jenner!! Seems that she's posting with some regularity again so I'm happy to add her to my linked blogs off to the side there. Enjoy as she's a very witty and cleaver lady!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-115418528571332065?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/115418528571332065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=115418528571332065&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115418528571332065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115418528571332065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/07/welcome-back.html' title='Welcome Back'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-115349539066909598</id><published>2006-07-21T11:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T11:28:46.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Celeb Pics Friday</title><content type='html'>Wha? !!!&lt;br /&gt;Who the ...?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/320/Lipnicki.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When did he get all grown up??!!! Anyone recognize this guy without the glasses and spikey hair?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This one isn't as shocking (I guess because he's been a little bit more visible as he's aged) but it's still cool to see these kids growing up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/320/HaleyJOsmond.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-115349539066909598?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/115349539066909598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=115349539066909598&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115349539066909598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115349539066909598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/07/celeb-pics-friday_21.html' title='Celeb Pics Friday'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-115314772028402412</id><published>2006-07-17T10:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T10:50:26.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sista!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today is my sister's birthday and I'm going crazy because I don't have her phone number to call her. She called last weekend and left it on my cell phone but my stupid plan deletes messages after four days and I didn't write the number down before it was deleted. Stupid Rogers!!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The good news is she is arriving in Milton today from her cross Canada trek so hopefully she'll call me to say she's arrived and I can wish her a Happy Birthday when she calls! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know they had a bit of a tough ride out with their truck/van breaking down but they seemed to only go over schedule by one day so I hope they still had fun. I remember my trip across when we went from Ontario to BC. I was five and have very clear memories of the trip. I slept in a little hammock my stepfather built for me that fit in over the two front seats of the van... so cool. We had our two dogs with us too which made for a furry ride as it was summer and I seem to remember them shedding incessantly. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008_ZZzerXXX" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Happy Birthday" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_23_9.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;P&gt;So Happy Birthday Sis! Welcome to Ontario!!!&lt;P&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(I don't have a recent pic of her or the two of us but I'll put one up as soon as I do!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-115314772028402412?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/115314772028402412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=115314772028402412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115314772028402412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115314772028402412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/07/sista.html' title='Sista!!!'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-115288608811032340</id><published>2006-07-14T09:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:08:08.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Celeb Pics Friday</title><content type='html'>I want to start off today by saying how happy I am that Jason Mewes cut his hair:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/JasonMewes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/200/JasonMewes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't recognize him it's because he primarily only stars in Kevin Smith movies as Jay. Not everyone likes these movies - I do. And I especially like Jay and even more so I like Jason in person. He was included in a couple of the "sets" that Kevin Smith did on his college tour movie (very funny with stories of ...stuff). He's so laid back it cracks me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on we have :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/beyonce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/200/beyonce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One question: why is this sexy? The mouth / hair combo does NOT work for me.&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 I'll leave you with this tasty treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/Lance%20Matt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/200/Lance%20Matt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm sweaty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-115288608811032340?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/115288608811032340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=115288608811032340&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115288608811032340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115288608811032340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/07/celeb-pics-friday_14.html' title='Celeb Pics Friday'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-115255320687708753</id><published>2006-07-10T13:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T13:40:06.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One of the sickest things I've seen in a long time...</title><content type='html'>OMG...I don't really know what to say other than...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just watch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pgX-hiQdfFw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pgX-hiQdfFw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One question: why is the car right wheel drive? Is he in England?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-115255320687708753?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/115255320687708753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=115255320687708753&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115255320687708753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115255320687708753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/07/one-of-sickest-things-ive-seen-in-long.html' title='One of the sickest things I&apos;ve seen in a long time...'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-115228523092581142</id><published>2006-07-07T11:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T11:21:33.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Celeb Pics Friday</title><content type='html'>I've decided to try and start a weekly feature here at &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Mad Life of Mz Maizun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I'm calling it Celeb Pics Friday. I may have a few pics to share and comment on, I may only have one. Who knows?!! I'm flying by the seat of my pants here kids!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start off we've got a rather hansome, clean and somewhat &lt;em&gt;sober&lt;/em&gt; looking pic of an old favourite, Robert Downey Jr. or "RDJ" as I like to call him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/goodrdj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/200/goodrdj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look how hansome our boy looks here. Hair, nicely trimmed. Smile, clean and white. Tie, classy / casual with the loosened knot. Shirt, clean and again, somewhat classy/casual in it's untucked manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking at this pic and thinking how nice it is to see RDJ with his apparent shit together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I scroll through all the pics and come across this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/badrdj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/200/badrdj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What I want to know is how long did it take for him to look like this? And who are those women holding him up? Not good for your I'm clean and sober and have got my shit in order tag line RDJ....not good at all!!!&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 then we have this odd pic of Mr. Ex-Uma Thurman...or Cheating Bastard as I like to call him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/ethanhawke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/200/ethanhawke.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Let's take guesses at what he's trying to say with this expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My guess is "Greasy hair, check. White t-shirt from Walmart, check. I look hot! Where are the babes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-115228523092581142?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/115228523092581142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=115228523092581142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115228523092581142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115228523092581142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/07/celeb-pics-friday.html' title='Celeb Pics Friday'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-115228124930515978</id><published>2006-07-07T09:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T10:07:29.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Dose, Enroute, Fringe and Weekend Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You know, the day just hasn't officially started until I've had a chance to check &lt;a href="http://gofugyourself.typepad.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Go Fug Yourself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://thesuperficial.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Superficial&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I love the dish! And if it's a particularly slow morning, I'll check out &lt;a href="http://wvs.topleftpixel.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daily Dose of Imagery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;; always amazing pictures even if it's just a bike or a fence - gorgeous! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.adventureofrascals.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My sister&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is enroute to Ontario with her brood! I'm so excited. They left last weekend and are planning on taking a full two weeks to get here so I imagine by next weekend they'll be here. I haven't heard how they're making out....Mama Bear, if you're reading this, gimme a call!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The Fringe Show I directed, written and performed by Lisa Olafson, called Josie with the Toes, is on it's way to the Winnipeg Fringe in a couple of weeks, then off to Calgary's. It's all very exciting to be associated with a National Tour production. The show has polished up really well, and has a new action packed fight scene to replace our lame attempt at physical conflict that we put together last summer. It's with great love that I get ready to put the final brush strokes on this puppy and send it out to "the people". A little scary (moreso for Lisa) but a lot exciting!!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The G-man is jetting of to England tonight for his brother's wedding next Wednesday. I'll be hanging with the Port Hope Maizuns and finally getting some pool time this weekend. Very much looking forward to that. I feel like I haven't spent time with them for AGES!!! Dad will be moved home to Cobourg within the next month or so (fingers crosses, it depends on bed availability - more on that in another post later) so I'm hoping to see everyone more frequently. It's like going a long time without chocolate. I need my fix!!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have a great weekend bloggers and blog readers alike!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-115228124930515978?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/115228124930515978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=115228124930515978&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115228124930515978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115228124930515978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/07/daily-dose-enroute-fringe-and-weekend.html' title='Daily Dose, Enroute, Fringe and Weekend Sun'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-115158839738063302</id><published>2006-06-29T09:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T09:39:57.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tape this to the inside of your medicine cabinet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love these old' wives remedies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Did You Know That? Drinking two glasses of Gatorade can relieve headache pain almost immediately -- without the unpleasant side effects caused by traditional "pain relievers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that Colgate toothpaste makes an excellent salve for burns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you head to the drugstore for a high-priced inhaler filled with mysterious chemicals, try chewing on a couple of curiously strong Altoids peppermints. They'll clear up your stuffed nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Achy muscles from a bout of the flu? Mix 1 Tablespoon of horseradish in 1 cup of olive oil. Let the mixture sit for 30 minutes, then apply it as a massage oil, for instant relief for aching muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore throat? Just mix 1/4 cup of vinegar with 1/4 cup of honey and take 1 tablespoon six times a day. The vinegar kills the bacteria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cure urinary tract infections with Alka-Seltzer. Just dissolve two tablets in a glass of water and drink it at the onset of the symptoms. Alka-Seltzer begins eliminating urinary tract infections almost instantly -- even though the product was never advertised for this use.&lt;br /&gt;( Note : Alka-Seltzer Plus Cold Medicine is not the same and contains aspirin, which can cause stomach bleeding if you have ulcers.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey remedy for skin blemishes ... Cover the blemish with a dab of honey and place a Band-Aid over it. Honey kills the bacteria, keeps the skin sterile, and speeds healing. Works overnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listerine therapy for toenail fungus ... Get rid of unsightly toenail fungus by soaking your toes in Listerine mouthwash. The powerful antiseptic leaves your toenails looking healthy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy eyeglass protection ... To prevent the screws in eyeglasses from loosening, apply a small drop of Maybelline Crystal Clear nail polish to the threads of the screws before tightening them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coca-Cola cure for rust ... Forget those expensive rust removers. Just saturate an abrasive sponge with Coca Cola and scrub the rust stain. The phosphoric acid in the coke is what gets the job done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning liquid that doubles as bug killer ... If menacing bees, wasps, hornets, or yellow jackets get in your home and you can't find the insecticide, try a spray of Formula 409. Insects drop to the ground instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart splinter remover ...just pour a drop of Elmer's Glue-All over the splinter, let dry, and peel the dried glue off the skin. The splinter sticks to the dried glue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunt's tomato paste boil cure. Cover the boil with Hunt's tomato paste as a compress. The acids from the tomatoes soothe the pain and bring the boil to a head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balm for broken blisters. To disinfect a broken blister, dab on a few drops of Listerine - a powerful antiseptic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heinz vinegar to heal bruises ... Soak a cotton ball in white vinegar and apply it to the bruise for 1 hour. The vinegar reduces the blueness and speeds up the healing process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kills fleas instantly. Dawn dish washing liquid does the trick. Add a few drops to your dog's bath and shampoo the animal thoroughly. Rinse well to avoid skin irritations. Goodbye fleas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainy day cure for dog odor. Next time your dog comes in from the rain, simply wipe down the animal with Bounce or any dryer sheet, instantly making your dog smell springtime fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eliminate ear mites. All it takes is a few drops of corn oil in your cat's ear. Massage it in, then clean with a cotton ball. Repeat daily for 3 days. The oil soothes the cat's skin, smothers the mites, and accelerates healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quaker Oats for fast pain relief. It's not for breakfast anymore! Mix 2 cups of Quaker Oats and 1 cup of water in a bowl and warm in the microwave for 1 minute, cool slightly, and apply the mixture to your hands for soothing relief from arthritis pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if you get leg cramps, drink 1/2 or 1 glass of Tonic Water, the quinine helps relieve cramps.&lt;br /&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/10600647-115158839738063302?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/115158839738063302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=115158839738063302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115158839738063302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115158839738063302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/06/tape-this-to-inside-of-your-medicine.html' title='Tape this to the inside of your medicine cabinet'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-115091772878246474</id><published>2006-06-21T14:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T15:22:08.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dum dum da dum!</title><content type='html'>Oh I'm so sick of looking at "Look out for Sunday" everytime I come to my page that I've just got to write something to get it further down the page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wassup peeps?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My good friend &lt;a href="http://www.bergkamp13.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr. Bitter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;has recently gotten engaged. I've very excited for him and I think his fiance &lt;a href="http://www.missussour.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Missus Sour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;is a great catch. I mean she puts up with him so she's gotta be a keeper right? When I first moved to Toronto, Mr. Bitter was having bucket loads of girl trouble so I'm just really happy that he found "the one" and is joining the ranks of us old married folk!! They've set a date for November 11th of this year which seems like 6 short months...because it is!!! My god six months and Mr. Scheffy will be married. Sniff...brings a tear to my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the G-man's brother is &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; getting married.  After two children together and years and years of love they are doin' it! G's flying out for the nuptuals. I'm not going as I can't get the time off work and it's about $1000 to go.  I'll be there in spirit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fromthebumofbees.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rabs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is tying the knot this year too but god, she's been engaged like, forever so that's old news. I do get to go to a dress fitting though and am excited at the opportunity for a  sneak peak at the gownage before the big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.adventureofrascals.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ma Soeur&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is moving out here really soon. I think they leave Port MacNeil in a couple of weeks and they'll take a couple of weeks holiday while they drive out....&lt;em&gt;and then she'll be here&lt;/em&gt;!!! With her beautiful boys. Oh god I can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-115091772878246474?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/115091772878246474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=115091772878246474&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115091772878246474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/115091772878246474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/06/dum-dum-da-dum.html' title='Dum dum da dum!'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-114977590028599062</id><published>2006-06-08T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T10:11:40.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Look out for Sunday!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay, what's happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boss if off today so I'm taking the opportunity to catch up on a little bloggin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our house feels like Hockey Central lately. With a Canadian Team in the finals it seems that we have something to cheer about. Now lets see if they can pull it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G's friend from Vancouver is coming to town tomorrow morning and staying with us for the weekend. Our first guest for the guest room. It's very exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin E is getting "confirmed" on Sunday. I'm going out in the morning for it. Don't know what exactly to expect but I'm up for an adventure.&lt;br /&gt;After that I'm coming back into town for Steve and Jill's housewarming. Good friend's of our's bought a house a few months ago (lucky bastards) and are having a little shindig Sunday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Then it's Season Three of &lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/deadwood/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deadwood&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Apparently the last season I'm sad to hear. This series is amazing. I think next to &lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/sixfeetunder/about/index.shtml"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Six Feet Under&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, it's my favourite HBO production. &lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/sopranos/about/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Sopranos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;really let me down this season and if the final 8 episodes due in January are friggin fantastic, I'm going to be REALLY disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Deadwood is so edgy and interesting and SO many layers to it; I love it! Sunday night c-suckers. Sunday night!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-114977590028599062?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/114977590028599062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=114977590028599062&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114977590028599062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114977590028599062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/06/look-out-for-sunday.html' title='Look out for Sunday!!!'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-114918768807921150</id><published>2006-06-01T14:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T14:48:08.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'>zzzzzz</title><content type='html'>I'm too tired to work today.&lt;br /&gt;Too tired to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Someone say something funy to get me through the rest of the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-114918768807921150?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/114918768807921150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=114918768807921150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114918768807921150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114918768807921150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/06/zzzzzz.html' title='zzzzzz'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-114848666986315933</id><published>2006-05-24T12:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T12:04:29.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tsk tsk tsk</title><content type='html'>Oh &lt;a href="http://gofugyourself.typepad.com/go_fug_yourself/britney_spears/index.html"&gt;Britney&lt;/a&gt;...how can things go this wrong?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-114848666986315933?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/114848666986315933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=114848666986315933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114848666986315933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114848666986315933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/05/tsk-tsk-tsk.html' title='tsk tsk tsk'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-114779132664879652</id><published>2006-05-16T10:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T10:55:26.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Letterman on Cowboy Phrases</title><content type='html'>Top Ten Old West Phrases That Will Never Sound The Same After That Damned Homosexual Cowboy Movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "I'm gonna pump you fulla lead!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "Give me a stiff one, barkeep!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "Don't fret -- I've been in tight spots before."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. "Howdy, pardner."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. "You stay here while I sneak around from behind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Two words: "Saddle Sore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. "Hold it right there! Now, move your hand, reeeal slow-like."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. "Let's mount up!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. "Nice spread ya got there!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. "Ride'em cowboy!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-114779132664879652?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/114779132664879652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=114779132664879652&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114779132664879652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114779132664879652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/05/letterman-on-cowboy-phrases.html' title='Letterman on Cowboy Phrases'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-114779083008200155</id><published>2006-05-16T10:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T10:47:10.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny because it's true!</title><content type='html'>On his trip to Great Britain, George Bush had a meeting with Queen Elizabeth. He asked her, "How does one manage to run a country so smoothly?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That is easy," she replied, "You surround yourself with intelligent ministers and advisors."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But how can I tell whether they are intelligent or not?" he inquired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You ask them a riddle," she replied, and with that she pressed a button and said, "Would you please send Tony Blair in."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Blair arrived, the Queen said, "I have a riddle for you to answer for me. Your parents had a child and it was not your sister and it was not your brother. Who was this child ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blair replied, "That is easy. The child was me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Very good," said the Queen, "You may go, now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So President Bush went back to Washington and called in his chief of staff, Karl Rove. He said to him, "I have a riddle for you, and the answer is very important. Your parents had a child and it was not your sister and it was not your brother. Who was this child?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rove replied, "Yes, it is clearly very important that we determine the answer, as no child must be left behind. Can I deliberate on this for awhile?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," said Bush, "I'll give you four hours to come up with the answer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Rove went and called a meeting of the White House Staff, and asked them the riddle. But after much discussion and many suggestions, none of them had a satisfactory answer. So he was quite upset, not knowing what he would tell the President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Rove was walking back to the Oval Office, he saw former Secretary of State Colin Powell approaching him. So he said, "Mr. Secretary, can you answer this riddle for me. Your parents had a child and it was not your sister and it was not your brother. Who was the child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's easy," said Powell, "The child was me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh thank you," said Rove, "You may just have saved me my job!" So Rove went in to the Oval Office and said to President Bush, "I think I know the answer to your riddle. The child was Colin Powell!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, you idiot!" shouted Bush, "The child was Tony Blair!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-114779083008200155?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/114779083008200155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=114779083008200155&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114779083008200155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114779083008200155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/05/funny-because-its-true.html' title='Funny because it&apos;s true!'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-114772885141977948</id><published>2006-05-15T17:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T17:35:27.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Major!</title><content type='html'>It's gotten to the point that I feel unless I have something MAJOR to report I don't think it's post worthy. This my friends is not a major item post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a tough day for me and although I'm not going to go into all the details, I will say that I stepped out of my comfort zone and handled myself with grace, integrity and strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night was much more enjoyable! &lt;a href="http://www.bergkamp13.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mr. Bitter &lt;/a&gt;&amp; &lt;a href="http://www.missussour.blogspot.com/"&gt;Missus Sour &lt;/a&gt;came over for dinner. Delightful. Simply scrumptious and refreshing. They're good eggs those two. A little hard boiled but good eggs!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I spent the afternoon with my Aunt Kathryn and my Dad. He's actually made what I think is a lot of progress. I'm still of the mind that he won't be even CLOSE to how he was before the heart attack but on Sunday he was laughing, joking and we even got through a game of Connect Four. I left feeling inspired which I haven't felt with him for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then spent the rest of the day at the Nail Salon. Nails and toes. Heavenly. Pefectly civilized. It took forever because I wanted to wait for the woman that I know does a really good job because the last few time I've gotten Johnny New Guy! Okay job but not great. The plus side of it taking so long was that as I was finishing up my dear friend DOC walked by and we had a nice catch up. He's been doing &lt;a href="http://www.snowshowusa.com/main.html"&gt;Slava's Snowshow in New York &lt;/a&gt;(that's him on the website with Regis and Kelly!)so I don't get to see much of him. He's a fellow Overcoater and so we got to catch up on all the "who is and who isn't doing the next leg of the show"! Very exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then before you know it I was watching the season finale of Survivor. Can't say I'm particularly happy with the results but then, I haven't like the past few winners. I think this may have to be my last round of Survivor. It's getting so repetitive and unimaginative. Time to move on to bigger and better things. I hear Deal / No Deal is pretty fantastic. Thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I'm a little concerned that Jody's site doesn't seem to be up and running on Blogger. Have you forsaken us Grody?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-114772885141977948?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/114772885141977948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=114772885141977948&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114772885141977948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114772885141977948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/05/nothing-major.html' title='Nothing Major!'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-114710829808853517</id><published>2006-05-08T13:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T13:11:38.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Turns out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I learned a very valuable lesson on Friday. Although my cute little Chinese Laundry shoes are very adorable, they are not meant for a full day at the office, followed by dinner out with friends (where we had to walk to the dinner location) , &lt;em&gt;followed&lt;/em&gt; by a night of dancing. NO, NO, NO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had to go home around 1am not because I was tired (which is usually the case with me, especially on a day that I've worked) but because I was crippled. Hobbled if you will. I could barely walk out the door of the club to hail a cab. Intense, blinding pain people. Don't do it. Don't mix Chinese Laundry with working and dancing. It doesn't bode well for weekend walking with hubby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-114710829808853517?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/114710829808853517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=114710829808853517&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114710829808853517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114710829808853517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/05/turns-out.html' title='Turns out...'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-114683865268363895</id><published>2006-05-05T09:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T10:26:56.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoes make me happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/patty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/320/patty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing what a fancy pair of shoes and a little sunshine can do for a mood on a Friday morning. I woke up chipper and rather peppy; not too sure why. I got my first pedicure of the season last night so I knew I'd be wearing open toed shoes today - maybe that was it. I opted for my delightful Chinese Laundry babies that I picked up while in SF (see pic)and with the sun shining - all is right with the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://www.chineselaundry.com"&gt;Chinese Laundry . com&lt;/a&gt;. Fab shoes hidden here!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-114683865268363895?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/114683865268363895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=114683865268363895&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114683865268363895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114683865268363895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/05/shoes-make-me-happy.html' title='Shoes make me happy'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-114668231944704336</id><published>2006-05-03T14:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T14:55:06.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while so here's a long one...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Husbands (&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) beware! Men (&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) look out! I’m about to go on a rant. (MIL, FIL, SIL &amp;amp; BIL – don’t think this means I don’t love G….I rant to keep myself from throwing the iron at him!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m going to write a book and I’m waffling between two titles. Let me know which you like better:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title #1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m not a nag, you’re just an idiot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He pushed me to it Officer!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rant A:&lt;br /&gt;I don’t understand why I have to repeat things a thousand times and hope that one of those thousand times what I’m saying gets stuck in. Sometimes I feel that unless I dress myself in full hockey gear and shoot a puck at his head he won’t listen to what I have to say. (trust me, I’ve thought of doing it!) I went out for dinner one night with work colleagues after getting to the end of a day long meeting. I told G I had the meeting, and although the dinner hadn’t been formalized as of yet, I was sure the boss was going to take us out. He had in the past and gave no indication that he wouldn’t this time around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner finishes and as I’m heading to the subway I see “Four missed calls and two voicemails” on my cell phone. I think that something must be wrong! I try not to panic but y’all know my history with family tragedy as of late so my heart rate is up significantly. I listen to the messages. G has forgotten that I’m going out for dinner and he’s asking me when I’ll be home from work. The second is him saying that he’s starting to worry if I’m ever coming home and to call him as he picked up a nice salad for dinner. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there’s the listening / remembering thing…don’t get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rant B:&lt;br /&gt;Then there’s the male common sense vs. female common sense. Wait a second. Maybe I have to stop talking in such sweeping generalities. I’ll say: G-man’s way of thinking vs. my way of thinking. I’m a light sleeper. In the last 6 or 7 years, something weird happened to my sleep pattern and now I wake up at the sound of a whisper. There are two issues I want to address in this portion of my rant. First being the alarm clock. G likes to set the alarm with enough time for four or five snoozed before having to get up. This is all fine and good if I’m up before him but if he needs to get up at some ungodly hour like 4:30am or, a little less ungodly but still ugly time of say, 5:30 he sets the alarm &lt;em&gt;AGES&lt;/em&gt; before he actually has to get up. Fine for him. He falls back asleep on those 8 minute snoozes no problem. Me? I’m awake and that’s about it. No more snoozing for me! Regardless of what time it is. Then! He gets up while I’m doing my best “I’ll just lay here with my eyes closed” routine. He’s in and out, banging and crashing, lights on….and this is the second portion of my “common sense” rant. He continually leaves the light on, albeit a small corner desktop lamp, when he goes out of the room. &lt;strong&gt;ON&lt;/strong&gt;. Leaves it. &lt;strong&gt;ON&lt;/strong&gt;. I understand he may be coming back at some point but …do you really need the light on when you’re not in the room and I’m trying to at least resemble someone is sleeping?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While chatting (read venting) last night to my girlfriends about such situations we quickly realized that we are not the only ones in these types of situations. All three of us women had similar “forgetting / not listening / not using common sense” stories. Why do they this to us? Why do they turn us into stereotypes? I understand stereotypes are there because they are usually true…but why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don’t get it.&lt;br /&gt;Okay…rant done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said all that I want to say that I do love my husband for all the other things he does:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleans the litter box&lt;br /&gt;Vacuums&lt;br /&gt;Uses the lint brush on the couch&lt;br /&gt;Cooks me fabulous dinners&lt;br /&gt;Calls me during the day to make me laugh&lt;br /&gt;And most of all, deals with my mood swings like they’re no big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s not a bad guy. That’s not what I’m saying here. I guess it’s the whole “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marsvenus.com/"&gt;Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;” thing. I’ll have to get a rocket ship to make the commute less of a bitch! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-114668231944704336?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/114668231944704336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=114668231944704336&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114668231944704336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114668231944704336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-been-while-so-heres-long-one.html' title='It&apos;s been a while so here&apos;s a long one...'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-114545476113998501</id><published>2006-04-19T09:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T09:52:41.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is this happening?</title><content type='html'>It just keeps getting worse. &lt;a href="http://www.thesuperficial.com/archives/2006/04/18/tom_cruise_still_being_crazy.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Check out the latest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I'm officially tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-114545476113998501?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/114545476113998501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=114545476113998501&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114545476113998501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114545476113998501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/04/why-is-this-happening.html' title='Why is this happening?'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-114532134844997859</id><published>2006-04-17T20:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T20:49:39.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm home from Vancouver. More than a week now. But as you can imagine with a busy job, a week away means more that a week to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;Last week was mental at work. Not only doing my every day to day things but catching up on 120 (yes 120!) emails in my inbox! Not my idea of a warm return!!&lt;br /&gt;But Vancouver was good. A little sad (had to go through a lot of my mom's old things), a lot of fun (G-man didn't work until 3pm during the week so we actually felt like we were on holidays with all the free time and visiting with friends!) and very eye opening.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard for me to fully describe what I mean by eye opening but I will say that I am very happy in my life and I'm very happy with the choices I've made over the last 6 years. They've led me to a very good, very grounded and very satisfying place and I immensely grateful for that.&lt;br /&gt;Do I miss Vancouver and all that's there...some parts. But I love it more now that I don't live there. I remember not giving the mountains and ocean a second thought while I lived there and this time out, I was continually marveling at their beauty. Gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;But I will say that I'm glad to be home. My girls, my space, my T.O.!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-114532134844997859?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/114532134844997859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=114532134844997859&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114532134844997859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114532134844997859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/04/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-114532095615972928</id><published>2006-04-17T20:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T20:43:17.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Marlowe's adjusting to the new apartment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/100_0450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/320/100_0450.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/10600647-114532095615972928?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/114532095615972928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=114532095615972928&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114532095615972928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114532095615972928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/04/marlowes-adjusting-to-new-apartment.html' title='Marlowe&apos;s adjusting to the new apartment'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-114411425536013182</id><published>2006-04-03T21:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T21:30:55.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vancouver</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.vancouverbnb.com/Vancouver-pix/VanPublicLibrary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.vancouverbnb.com/Vancouver-pix/VanPublicLibrary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've taken a couple minutes at the gorgeous Vancouver Public Library to do a quick post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a little wet (to be expected) and a little sunny (somewhat unexpected) but I'm having a great time. Nothing like time with friends and family. It's amazing how quickly all the drama comes back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More late.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao y'all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-114411425536013182?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/114411425536013182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=114411425536013182&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114411425536013182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114411425536013182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/04/vancouver.html' title='Vancouver'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-114364566482118735</id><published>2006-03-29T10:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T10:23:50.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do people pick their nose in public?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I know it's easy to walk around in your own little bubble lost in your thoughts but we can still see you there. We can see you diggin there and frankly, it's really grossing me out!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do people feel the need to meander in the pedestrian high traffic areas during rush hour?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'm all for being on vacation or retired or playing hooky or whatever reason you have for not being a part of the mad dash to and from work, but for the love of god, get out of the way for those of us that slept in, or spent too long on our hair, or even just stood in the shower for an extra five minutes. We're late and you're in our way!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do people think that their bag warrants a seat of its' own during rush hour?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; If you can sit there, in the seat beside your purse/laptop/shopping bags (and we all know how much I love and endorse the shopping excursions), and show me that you have in fact bought two tickets for the subway/streetcar/bus, then I have no qualm. If in fact your just an idiot then we have a problem.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Any one else with a few "why"s of their own?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-114364566482118735?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/114364566482118735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=114364566482118735&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114364566482118735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114364566482118735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/03/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-114364436970785298</id><published>2006-03-29T09:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T09:59:29.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all good</title><content type='html'>There is just too much good stuff over at &lt;a href="http://gofugyourself.typepad.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Go Fug Yourself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;right now. You HAVE to go and check it out if you haven't already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-114364436970785298?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/114364436970785298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=114364436970785298&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114364436970785298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114364436970785298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-all-good.html' title='It&apos;s all good'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-114322497072544301</id><published>2006-03-24T13:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T13:29:30.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF Friday?!!</title><content type='html'>And what is going on &lt;a href="http://www.awfulplasticsurgery.com/archives/006943.html#6943"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;?!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-114322497072544301?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/114322497072544301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=114322497072544301&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114322497072544301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114322497072544301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/03/wtf-friday.html' title='WTF Friday?!!'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-114321794928390563</id><published>2006-03-24T10:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T11:34:48.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm outta here!</title><content type='html'>Yes, the boss is away which has allowed me a little more "free" time. I still have a million things to do but with him gone I fine it easier to write them down in a list and then go and catch up on my blog reading! I'm so out of touch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm heading to Vancouver bitches! You heard me! I'm going on Vacation with a capital "V". G's going out to do the &lt;a href="http://www.bcautoshow.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;task=view&amp;amp;amp;id=27&amp;amp;Itemid=85"&gt;Auto Show&lt;/a&gt; and I'm going so I can stay in his &lt;a href="http://www.georgiancourt.com/"&gt;hotel &lt;/a&gt;and visit with all my peeps!! I leave next Friday on an 8:30pm flight and don't come home until the 9th of April. And I come back to a four day work week. Good Friday! Wahoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm there, I hope to convince my brother and sister to come down so we can have some face time. I'll check in on the grandparents out in Langley/Aldergrove. My girl T is having her car presentation with her new business Arbonne. Mercedes people...shwing! My SIL's birthday party is on the 8th AND my boss and a work colleague are coming out for a site visit while I'm there. They want me to show them the town so now I have to find someone to fill me in on all the new hotspots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never really a go out for dinner, bar star, club chick when I lived there. I mean I had my favourite restaurants but they were the little sushi or indian place on the corner where you could have a meal for $7.95. These guys like SWANK and considering the boss is paying I'm going to find somewhere good!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus there's all the other peeps to see. It's going to fly by I'm sure. But I'm really looking forward to being there. April is usually pretty nice. Not too too raining and the cherry blossoms come out around that time. It might be a little early for that but...whatever! I'll be on VACATION!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-114321794928390563?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/114321794928390563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=114321794928390563&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114321794928390563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114321794928390563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-outta-here.html' title='I&apos;m outta here!'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-114314652459439288</id><published>2006-03-23T15:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T15:42:04.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>W T F ?!!</title><content type='html'>What exactly is going on with &lt;a href="http://gofugyourself.typepad.com/go_fug_yourself/2006/03/basic_fugstinct.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sharon Stone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-114314652459439288?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/114314652459439288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=114314652459439288&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114314652459439288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114314652459439288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/03/w-t-f.html' title='W T F ?!!'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-114314034530247253</id><published>2006-03-23T13:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T14:59:07.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies, movies, movies!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm not going to bother to talk about how I never have time to post anymore. Oh wait! I just did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I inherited a laptop through work as I needed something to take notes on and do presentations with during offsite meetings. I love my new laptop because of why? &lt;a href="http://www.microsoft.com/windowsxp/downloads/updates/moviemaker2.mspx"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Window's Movie Maker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! I spent the better part of Friday night making a little movie with footage of Marlowe. Unfortunately the system crashed (great laptop!) and I lost it but it was fun to learn how to use the program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My challenge now seems to be converting the footage that comes from my digital camera as a ".mov" into ".avi". When I did it Friday night, although it took a long time, it converted no problem. When I tried last night it crashed both our home desktop and the laptop. Not sure if my clips are too long or what but it's frustrating the hell out of me cuz I wanna play some more!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I have to learn how to post my little movies. You just wait! &lt;em&gt;I can hear you all collectively rolling your eyes at the thought of Lucy and Marlowe movies all over my blog!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-114314034530247253?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/114314034530247253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=114314034530247253&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114314034530247253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114314034530247253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/03/movies-movies-movies.html' title='Movies, movies, movies!!!'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-114167112191004646</id><published>2006-03-06T13:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T17:36:17.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another Update - Will I ever get back to regular posting?!!!</title><content type='html'>Rabsy is sick of seeing Orlando and all the laughing babies so I have to put something new in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first! My sister and her family are moving to Ontario!!! I'm so excited!!! As you may or may not know, my sister (and her husband O, she didn't do it all herself!) has three young boys and I've always had a hard time knowing they are growing up on the other end of the country from me. I haven't been able to spoil them the way an Auntie should!!! But now they'll be in Milton, less that 45 minutes away! They'll finish out the school year and then drive across and make a family vacation out of it! Another reason to anticipate the coming of summer!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night's Oscars were a bit dull to say the least. It's a good thing that&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; a)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I was hanging out with a group of friends and&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; b)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; betting on the outcome. It's even better that I tied with TOJ and we got to split the jackpot! Yeah for us!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've moved!!! Wednesday was the big move day! Phew! We hired movers this time for a couple of reason. First of all, we're lazy and we didn't want to have to do any work. Just kidding. Actually, we're just getting old and our bodies are breaking down so we didn't want to have to do any work. Alright alright! Considering it was mid-week, we didn't have the "friend-pool" to draw from so instead of doing ALL the work ourselves, we hired help. These guys were awesome. Two big strapping Russian guys with very very thick accents. Boy did they work hard. It was great. That's not to say we didn't work hard too; they were getting paid by the hour and the more work we did to help the less the final bill would be. All in all it came in at five hours from the time they arrived to the time they left, plus one hour of travel for them to and from. Let me say one thing: if you are a person over the age of 30 and you can afford it....hire a moving company to help you move! You won't regret it. I promise you. Just seeing those guys carrying our cumbersome items up the one level of stairs (new apartment is a walk up) was worth the price of admission. That wasn't my straining back or aching biceps. (I know they're huge already!) Well worth it I tell ya! If you're looking for a little company that has good hard working movers, check out &lt;a href="http://gtamovingservices.supersites.ca/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GTA Movers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. Living amongst boxes and chaos but I already love the new pad. The family was out yesterday and gave us the seal of approval. Big thumbs up. The girls (Marlowe &amp;amp; Lucy) are adjusting although Marlowe has taking to spending a lot of time in a closet. Not in a cowering kind of way but in a sleeping kind of way. Every time we can't find her she's sleeping in this closet. Oh well, at least she's sleeping and not meowing her head off like she did our first night there. I think we got maybe 45 minutes of sleep the whole night cuz she was so freaked out. But the next night she got rather closely acquainted with the closet (by accident got locked in) and we didn't hear a peep! So now we've given her a little more freedom by just locking her in the 2nd bedroom. Seems to be working out okay. She doesn't have too much space to roam and get freaky!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-114167112191004646?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/114167112191004646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=114167112191004646&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114167112191004646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114167112191004646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/03/yet-another-update-will-i-ever-get.html' title='Yet another Update - Will I ever get back to regular posting?!!!'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-114071746609547084</id><published>2006-02-23T12:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T13:15:38.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Orlando!</title><content type='html'>Okay, before you watch this you have to understand a couple of things about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;When the Lord of the Rings Trilogy was being release, I was in the thick of it with all the LOTR nerds. Love the movies, love the extended versions on DVD, even have the Trivial Pursuit - Lord of the Rings Movie version.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love / techno house music. Although some may disagree that this is "technically" techno music. Whatever. It's awesome.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay...now you might understand why I had to post this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width:400px; height:326px;" id="VideoPlayback" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAGZKGGEQMJMBGzf9e3bqWIV1RxxximfVRXPHwOw-BHsyK6-Omrt9tV3dI8JH0ceUqnEHO1IHhgLIVk8y4Lsn4cBxsqjNHQtYGvCC5BoYs6dRD6nTVHRxXponYDV7DjT8jkRbHxwPF2BAH5SizJmhTelPdO5CPjsGthn5Ttong3rR3wHUYE6Rly7aZf2Er82Tp3yZQgayKHbnE0owW1ddlxyNMQU9x3O4il2og_NqBcmz%26sigh%3DVs-DCezh4Dc7r4cKNELMejM_eYw%26begin%3D0%26len%3D129266%26docid%3D-1752017962119496176&amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer%3Fcontentid%3D5e3b31ae3df844d9%26second%3D5%26itag%3Dw320%26urlcreated%3D1140717141%26sigh%3Da7BcTTGJ_bAxh9fnlf5rdSjY3VE&amp;playerId=-1752017962119496176&amp;playerMode=embedded" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" quality="best" bgcolor="#ffffff" scale="noScale" wmode="window" salign="TL" &gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-114071746609547084?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/114071746609547084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=114071746609547084&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114071746609547084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114071746609547084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/02/oh-orlando.html' title='Oh Orlando!'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-114063912158300840</id><published>2006-02-22T15:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T15:12:01.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And this is just simply CRAZY!</title><content type='html'>If you're about to get married and your future husband hands you &lt;a href="http://www.thesmokinggun.com/archive/0217062contract1.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;...run! Run very fast and don't look back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-114063912158300840?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/114063912158300840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=114063912158300840&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114063912158300840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114063912158300840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/02/and-this-is-just-simply-crazy.html' title='And this is just simply CRAZY!'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-114063736795106890</id><published>2006-02-22T14:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T14:46:33.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good for a laugh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="width:400px; height:326px;" id="VideoPlayback" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DiQAAAEx6fEy0_URh4HbkPFkOJWfCmeo9zBFpqHwM5rzb_D6-gTq78GSasl4gnobtfdQ6KuVWgqWctSfW3awDrujy-iHXAC2TydJPc3ogRstWCP1eihAvm3rfYDNTJ1ZH_v5xelpSXkgrKHrMifi3BQD7II1zZj7j6yjVsEREEs_F-Lg0nlixFOc31NjtWNyAwOrb-w%26sigh%3D_hr5q7Qvm3iXEE3HaKS_y3TdjiM%26begin%3D0%26len%3D69533%26docid%3D-699919829266401680&amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer%3Fcontentid%3Dd00621a11d9cbbd1%26second%3D5%26itag%3Dw320%26urlcreated%3D1140637234%26sigh%3DcfLZpKxrlrUx9Y0VobQhMAdJnMg&amp;playerId=-699919829266401680&amp;playerMode=embedded" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" quality="best" bgcolor="#ffffff" scale="noScale" wmode="window" salign="TL" &gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://thereignofellen.com/mentaltech/"&gt;Mental Tech &lt;/a&gt;for pointing this gem out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-114063736795106890?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/114063736795106890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=114063736795106890&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114063736795106890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114063736795106890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/02/good-for-laugh.html' title='Good for a laugh...'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-114021153043936117</id><published>2006-02-17T16:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T16:33:26.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I needed a day like today</title><content type='html'>7am Alarm goes off. Snooze for 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:05 am Feed cats (kick Marlowe in the bum for waking me up at 5:30am with her incessant meowing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:06 Start coffee maker (one of my favourite Christmas gifts from F&amp;amp;MIL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:08 Shower - completely luke warm ...can't wait to move. One guarantee we have from the previous tenant of our new apartment is the shower pressure and temperature is &lt;em&gt;fabulous&lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:15 Coffee - nectar of the gods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:16 Check email - read and return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:18 Decide to go into work late - no boss = no hurry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:35 Go wake up G - I've heard the alarm going off for quite a while and I decide he should get up with me, now that I've decided to go into work late. Get dressed while convincing him to get his hairy butt out of bed (oops...TMI? Sorry folks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:45 Should be heading out the door but instead I sit down on the couch to watch G play some Grand Turismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:00 Last exit opportunity to leave the house with any hope of getting to work &lt;em&gt;on time&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Go to start my make up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:07 Do hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:17 Kisses goodbye and out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:45 Arrive at work. Really only 15 minutes late. No one notices or would care if they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:00 Go downstairs for a coffee and bagel. Yummy with cream cheese today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:10 Back at desk. Start catching up on my blog reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:00 Post MzMaizun Blog (see below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:05 Surf more blogs, ie Postsecret, Go Fug Yourself, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:00 Have to burn some files onto a CD for a co-worker....gawd! Yeesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:12 Go to the Rogers Wireless website and browse for a new ring tone. Find &lt;a href="http://www.ringtunes.rogers.com/ringtunes.jsp?subCategoryId=28799"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. So excited. Please call me so I can hear it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:45 Chatting with a female co-worker and have to make up a reason why I can't go to &lt;a href="http://www.motionball.com/gala/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with her next Friday night. Not that I'm not into &lt;a href="http://www.motionball.com/history.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;I just really covet my Friday nights. When I tell her I might be caught up with packing, not only does she offer to come over and help me pack but says that if we want help the evening of the 1st, she can come by and help us unpack as well. Is she on crack?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:30 Search online for replacement computer accessories for new hire. No luck. Pass project on to co-worker with more "connections".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:45 ....mmmm don't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:20 Go to get my nails done up at Wellesley and Yonge - Nail's Attraction. Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:30 Get back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:35 Search through store room of old computer parts to find needed computer accessories. Apparently co-worker's "connections" didn't help her out any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:00 Return some emails from boss....he took his Blackberry with him!! Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:30 Go downstairs for food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:45 Browse through the bookstore for any new Jeffrey Deaver books. None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:55 Consider buying some Pringles to go with my Chinese Food. Decide against it as I figure it will be chips, beer, 2 episodes of 24 and 3 of CSI Las Vegas (on the pvr) while I pack tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:00 Start blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:22 Post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah...I really needed a day like this! I'm going home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-114021153043936117?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/114021153043936117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=114021153043936117&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114021153043936117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114021153043936117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-needed-day-like-today.html' title='I needed a day like today'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-114019041783116903</id><published>2006-02-17T10:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T10:43:24.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whew</title><content type='html'>Oh kids! It' s been a long three weeks! I've barely had time to blink let alone read or write a blog! Little did I realize that by getting this job and finally having access to all the "systems", it would amount to a TON of work to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing of it is, in the four months that I've been temping, there have been certain tasks that have gone without an administrator. The admin that I was replacing left with the only access to a number of "systems". As a result, becoming permanent gave me access to all those "systems" and a crap load of catching up to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fact that I'm blogging today is not an indication of the completion of all that catching up, it's just "the boss is away...so I will play"...alittle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got some catching up to do in here too! Here are the highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Guardianship for my dad is now official. Our court date was February 2nd (god that feels like a year ago already) and with the exception of one small and rather avoidable bump in the process, all went well. The judge was a real character. Super hard-ass, treating the lawyers like misbehaving children from the schoolyard. Granted, I've never seen such unprepared people in my life but the way the judge was treating them, I thought our case was going to be raked over the coals. Luckily for us, he was extremely compassionate to our situation and even &lt;em&gt;suggested&lt;/em&gt; to our lawyer to reduce her bill considering it's magnitude. Thanks Judgey!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our move is growing closer by the day. Now that we're two weeks away, I hate our current apartment more and more. The hot water/water pressure issues plus the outrageous lack of sound proofing is driving me mad. Last night I went to bed at 11 and finally got up at 11:45 because there was so much going on upstairs that there was no way I was going to be able to fall asleep.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We think there may be something physically wrong with Marlowe. Internally I mean. Around the pooper! She &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; needy lately and meowing more than ever. If you've spent any time with her you know she's fairly chatty. Now her chats have gotten intense and demanding. I don't know how to explain it other than she seems royally pissed off about something. So we're going to take her for a check up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;G's addicted to &lt;a href="http://www.us.playstation.com/Content/OGS/SCUS-97328/Site/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, when he's not &lt;a href="http://www.marigoldsandonions.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Event Planning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;or &lt;a href="http://www.autoshow.ca/2006/default.asp"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Auto Show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;working. Pretty fun to watch. I find myself coaching him through corners and telling him to hurry once he's approaching the finish line. The weirdest thing about watching is that when he's going through the sharp turns, we both lean as if we are really trying to turn. Odd!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;And that's about it. Work work work otherwise.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-114019041783116903?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/114019041783116903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=114019041783116903&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114019041783116903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/114019041783116903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/02/whew.html' title='Whew'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-113931368502940224</id><published>2006-02-07T06:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T07:01:25.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A new blog is born!</title><content type='html'>My sister's started a blog to document the adventure of her three boys, my wonderfully adorable nephews. Check it out on the side there under "&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Other Blogs I Read&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-113931368502940224?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113931368502940224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113931368502940224&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113931368502940224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113931368502940224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/02/new-blog-is-born.html' title='A new blog is born!'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-113865529904729672</id><published>2006-01-30T16:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T16:10:09.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good God Almighty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FINALLY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my first official day as a full-time permanent employee!!! I'm not going to say who I'm working for as I'm not interested in getting &lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=dooced"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dooced&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;now &lt;a href="http://www.dooce.com/about.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that I have this job&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but I will say that I'm as pleased as punch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never imagined to enjoy a "corporate" job as much as I do this one. The boss is amazing. The team is great. I look forward to coming to work in the morning. I don't feel like I'm in an 8 hour jail cell every day. I'm ... so... happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all who had good thoughts, said good prayers and kept those cramping fingers crossed on my behalf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahoo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-113865529904729672?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113865529904729672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113865529904729672&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113865529904729672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113865529904729672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/01/good-god-almighty.html' title='Good God Almighty'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-113822023500594271</id><published>2006-01-25T15:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T15:24:33.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Rabs...always looking out for me!</title><content type='html'>Four Jobs You’ve Had In Your Life:&lt;br /&gt;1. EA (fingers are still crossed and frankly starting to cramp up!)&lt;br /&gt;2. CSR for GM at the Cadillac Counter&lt;br /&gt;3. Receptionist at Peterbuilt Trucks&lt;br /&gt;4. Counter Server at Tim Hortons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Movies You Could Watch Over and Over Again:&lt;br /&gt;1. Ferris Bueller's Day Off&lt;br /&gt;2. City of Angels&lt;br /&gt;3. Face Off&lt;br /&gt;4. Lost in Translation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Places You’ve Lived:&lt;br /&gt;1. Aldergrove, BC&lt;br /&gt;2. White Rock, BC&lt;br /&gt;3. Peterborough, Ontario&lt;br /&gt;4. Cobourg, Ontario&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four TV Shows You Love To Watch:&lt;br /&gt;1. Grey's Anatomey&lt;br /&gt;2. Boston Legal&lt;br /&gt;3. Alias (although it's hard to find when it's actually on these days. I mean I know she off having her baby and all but didn't they stockpile or anything?!!!)&lt;br /&gt;4. The Amazing Race&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Places You’ve Been On Vacation:&lt;br /&gt;1. Japan&lt;br /&gt;2. Salt Spring Island&lt;br /&gt;3. Korea&lt;br /&gt;4. California&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Blogs You Visit Daily:&lt;br /&gt;1. From the Bum of Bees&lt;br /&gt;2. Mr. Bitter&lt;br /&gt;3. The Reign of Ellen&lt;br /&gt;4. Design Goddess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Of Your Favorite Foods:&lt;br /&gt;1. Chips&lt;br /&gt;2. Chips with Dip&lt;br /&gt;3. Nachos&lt;br /&gt;4. Sour Cream and Onion Pringles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Albums You Can’t Live Without:&lt;br /&gt;1. Billy Joel - Greatest Hits&lt;br /&gt;2. Brahm Taylor - Brahm&lt;br /&gt;3. Daniel Lanois - Shine&lt;br /&gt;4. The Eagles - Greatest Hits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Vehicles You’ve Owned:&lt;br /&gt;1. 1980 Honda Civic&lt;br /&gt;2. 2001 Nissan Sentra (co-owner with G)&lt;br /&gt;That's it...I'm a non car owner mostly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagging - Grody Jodee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-113822023500594271?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113822023500594271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113822023500594271&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113822023500594271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113822023500594271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/01/ah-rabsalways-looking-out-for-me.html' title='Ah Rabs...always looking out for me!'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-113821518350520401</id><published>2006-01-25T13:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T14:19:38.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that make me laugh</title><content type='html'>Thanks to my new friend &lt;a href="http://somecalzoneforderek.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Niles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, I found &lt;a href="http://www.ifilm.com/top100"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this site&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;quite enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some clips you might find entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="efp" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://www.ifilm.com/efp" width="328" height="265" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="flvBaseClip=2689058" bgcolor="000000" quality="high"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;or this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="efp" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://www.ifilm.com/efp" width="328" height="265" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="flvBaseClip=2689059" bgcolor="000000" quality="high"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God those guys are IDIOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this was so good when it first aired, it's worth a second viewing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="328" height="265" src="http://www.ifilm.com/efp" quality="high" bgcolor="000000" name="efp" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="flvBaseClip=2655657" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-113821518350520401?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113821518350520401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113821518350520401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113821518350520401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113821518350520401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/01/things-that-make-me-laugh.html' title='Things that make me laugh'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-113802021753627997</id><published>2006-01-23T07:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T07:47:32.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Before you go to the polls</title><content type='html'>Here's one last attempt on my part to weigh in on this impending election our country faces today. Now, I've already voted. I did so last weekend with G in the advanced polls. On the walk over to the polling station, G and I got into a rather heated discussion about the way we were voting. As I was arguing for my candidate (or party rather) I found myself asking, "Why is it only now that we are having this discussion?" But in the end we came together in our stand against Mr. Harper's Conservatives. I won't go into all the reasons why I don't believe in voting for the Tories, I'll let my good friend Mr. Michael Moore do it for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oh, Canada -- you're not really going to elect a Conservative majority on Monday, are you? That's a joke, right? I know you have a great sense of humor, and certainly a well-developed sense of irony, but this is no longer funny. Maybe it's a new form of Canadian irony -- reverse irony! OK, now I get it. First, you have the courage to stand against the war in Iraq -- and then you elect a prime minister who's for it. You declare gay people have equal rights -- and then you elect a man who says they don't. You give your native peoples their own autonomy and their own territory -- and then you vote for a man who wants to cut aid to these poorest of your citizens. Wow, that is intense! Only Canadians could pull off a hat trick of humor like that.&lt;br /&gt;My hat's off to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far be it from me, as an American, to suggest what you should do. You already have too many Americans telling you what to do. Well, actually, you've got just one American who keeps telling you to roll over and fetch and sit. I hope you don't feel this appeal of mine is too intrusive but I just couldn't sit by, as your friend, and say nothing. Yes, I agree, the Liberals have some 'splainin' to do. And yes, one party in power for more than a decade gets a little... long. But you have a parliamentary system. There are ways at the polls to have your voices heard other than throwing&lt;br /&gt;the baby out with the bath water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are no ordinary times, and as you go to the polls on Monday, you do so while a man running the nation to the south of you is hoping you can lend him a hand by picking Stephen Harper because he's a man who shares his world view. Do you want to help George Bush by turning Canada into his latest conquest? I mean, if you're going to reduce Canada to a cheap download of Bush &amp; Co., then at least don't surrender so easily. Can't you wait until he threatens to bomb Regina? Make him work for it, for Pete's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I know you're not going to elect a guy who should really be running for governor of Utah. Whew! I knew it! You almost had me there. Very funny. Don't do that again. God, I love you, you crazy cold wonderful neighbors to my north. Don't ever change. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/canflag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/400/canflag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Moore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Off you go now. Exercise your national voice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-113802021753627997?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113802021753627997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113802021753627997&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113802021753627997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113802021753627997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/01/before-you-go-to-polls.html' title='Before you go to the polls'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-113762167922374598</id><published>2006-01-19T23:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T07:39:07.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!</title><content type='html'>Oh my god I'm so busy these day's I barely have time to get a coffee let along write in my blog. So here they are as promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Apartment - we got it. Moving in March 1st but we might be able to do the "slow" move as they guys will be out a couple weeks before the 1st and it looks like the super is going to let us come in when they are. Ssssuper super!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Job - We're so close I can smell it. They did the internal posting. No one qualified enough came forward so I am the &lt;strong&gt;final candidate&lt;/strong&gt;. All I have to do now is pass the security/reference/background check and I'm in. Let's hope that sit in I participated in back in College doesn't come back to haunt me. I should know by next week so ....keep those fingers crossed people!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My dad got accepted into Bridgepoint Health which is awesome because the other place we were waiting on doesn't have the best reputation for patient care. He moved in today so I'll tell you more about it after I see him tonight.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And that's all folks. Gotta run!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is me loving you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-113762167922374598?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113762167922374598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113762167922374598&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113762167922374598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113762167922374598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/01/updates.html' title='Updates!'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-113759638398117437</id><published>2006-01-18T09:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T09:59:44.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If you're sitting on the fence....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bergkamp13.blogspot.com/2006/01/canada-what-are-you-fucking-thinking.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I couldn't have said it better myself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-113759638398117437?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113759638398117437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113759638398117437&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113759638398117437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113759638398117437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/01/if-youre-sitting-on-fence.html' title='If you&apos;re sitting on the fence....'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-113717180531692105</id><published>2006-01-13T12:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T12:03:25.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/egg.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/320/egg.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/10600647-113717180531692105?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113717180531692105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113717180531692105&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113717180531692105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113717180531692105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-113707708082648955</id><published>2006-01-12T09:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T09:46:07.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to "weigh" in.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm not sure if this is somewhat sexy or just weird? &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/gary%20and%20steve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/320/gary%20and%20steve.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any thoughts?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-113707708082648955?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113707708082648955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113707708082648955&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113707708082648955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113707708082648955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/01/time-to-weigh-in.html' title='Time to &quot;weigh&quot; in.'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-113707564486962746</id><published>2006-01-12T08:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T09:28:12.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One less thing to worry about</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We're going to take the apartment. Even though the bastards want all of our money up front. Apparently, this is the way the Management Companies do it, so who are we to fight the system?!! Now we just have to pass the "application process".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the deets about the suite as listed on &lt;a href="http://toronto.craigslist.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Craig's List Toronto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Beautiful, large, second storey, 2 bedroom, 1 bathroom apartment in 4 storey character filled building across from Old Mill Subway Station. 2 large bedrooms, 1 bathroom with old world charm tiles, newly renovated bright, all-white kitchen with ceramic flooring and wall tiles, large living room with decorative all-white fireplace, separate dining room, long hallway that spans the entire length of apartment, hardwood floors throughout. Laundry facilities and storage room in basement. Picnic tables in the back surrounded by forest. Secure building with 24 hour video camera surveillance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Established, upscale South Kingsway neighborhood, steps from Bloor West Village restaurants and shops and steps from stunning park and city's best spa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had to meet the person who found it necessary to include "steps from ...city's best spa." in their rental ad. Turns out to be a lovely Greek guy looking for someone to take over his two year lease after only one year. Great guy, really nice and accommodating - loves art. There were paintings on every inch of wall space (don't worry, he's going to have someone fill all the holes before we move in). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The apartment is fantastic. Here's the &lt;a href="http://www.trivestdev.com/kingsway/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;link&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;so you can have a look at the building. The photos shown are a little different from our suite as our's hasn't had any renovations done, (ie. the kitchen wall being only 1/2 a wall and the window in the living room is actually not on the side but on the end &amp;amp; we don't get a dishwasher but there is room for one should we decide to get one) but it gives you an idea. It's very long as everything is lined up in a row instead of a box like most houses or apartments. But we really love it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Let's keep our fingers crossed that the application goes through and there are not more glitches!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-113707564486962746?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113707564486962746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113707564486962746&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113707564486962746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113707564486962746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/01/one-less-thing-to-worry-about.html' title='One less thing to worry about'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-113701442554958732</id><published>2006-01-11T16:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T16:20:25.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Breath</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I am totally stressed out!!! You don’t have to listen or care, I just need to get these out of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  The internal posting went up for the position I’ve been filling for the last three months. I’ve told “The Boss” that I want the job and up until yesterday, I believed he would do anything he could to get me the job. Then yesterday comes around and he gives me a little bit of a cool impression when he was telling me about the posting going up. It will be on the internal site til the 19th (THE 19th people!!!) and after that he’ll have to conduct interviews. What are the odds of no one applying? Not very likely!!! The problem isn't the money. I can walk out there and get a job tomorrow anywhere really. I'm not bragging but almost every temp assignment I've had has tried to hire me. I've never found the right environment or people until now. I really like this job. That's the problem!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  We found a FABULOUS apartment on Monday night. It was sort of a fluke in finding it and the viewing was booked very last minute. The place is gorgeous in an older building right across the street from the Old Mill subway stop. We’d be taking over the lease from the current tenant who signed for two years but wants to leave after only one (bigger and better for him and his partner). Great location, great price, great great great. Then last night when we went to go and fill out the paperwork and all that jazz, the super tells us the Rental Management Company wants first and last dated for today (yesterday). Uh…why? We’re not planning on moving in until March 1st. We’re told “that’s the way they like it.” So we make a plan for G to call in the morning (this morning) and find out what the scoop is. Turns out the Management Company is quite jerky. They in fact do want all the money now. G suggests we give last month now as a deposit to show we are serious about the rental and then give March 1st when we move in. Nope. They will take the deposit today but want March 1st on Feb 1st dated for Feb 1st so they can deposit it. Ah…no. I sent an email to the current tenant explaining the situation and telling him that it looks like we’re walkin’ and he wants to see if he can’t help the situation any. Of course, he wants us to take over the lease so it’s in his best interest to help us out. If I didn’t love the apartment so much I wouldn’t really care about walking away but it is bloomin’ perfect. I’ll keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s my stress. I don’t feel any better. Maybe it’s the coffee I had. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#996633;"&gt;pooh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-113701442554958732?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113701442554958732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113701442554958732&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113701442554958732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113701442554958732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/01/big-breath.html' title='Big Breath'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-113691148360999239</id><published>2006-01-10T11:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T11:44:43.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yey BOYEEE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/skratch3.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/400/skratch3.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I say I'm proud without sounding condescending? Who cares?!! I'm so proud I could puke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/skratch3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out: &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/skratch3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.absolutepunk.net/showthread.php?p=2363937"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Skratch3 review&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to check them out for yourselves, Skratch3 will be having a CD release party here in Toronto on Friday the 13th (awesome) at the Third Floor Reillys 340 Yonge Street, Cost: $8.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check them out yo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-113691148360999239?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113691148360999239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113691148360999239&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113691148360999239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113691148360999239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/01/yey-boyeee.html' title='Yey BOYEEE!'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-113684308323507771</id><published>2006-01-09T16:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T16:47:57.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged by Grody Jo-deeto name five weird habits about myself, and then tag five other people. Here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm not sure if this is a habit or if it's just weird but I hate blowdrying my hair. I will procrastinate as long as possible and then do it at the last minute all the while, bitching under my breath about how much I hate it. (I also hate deciding what to have for dinner but I figure that's pretty normal. Is it?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have to set my own alarm clock even if G has his set to the exact same time as I have to get up. He might do it wrong and I might now get up in time to hate blow drying my hair!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I like to have Lucy (my cat for any new readers) sit on my lap when I go to the bathroom. No funny stuff...I just like the company.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I won't look at my bank balance when I take out or deposit money. Most of the time I would rather not know. The only time I look is when I have to pay bills online.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This one really is a weird habit and I only ever know it when people point it out to me; I lick my lips when I'm nervous. Mostly just my bottom lip and my tongue skirts across it a few times as I prepare to say something. I'm sure it looks completely idiotic, but hey, I've never actually seen myself do it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And there you go:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tagged are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthebumofbees.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rabsy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bergkamp13.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr. Bitter &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.missussour.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Missus Sour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyergos.com/blog/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kambasis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...and I don't know any other bloggers on a day to day basis, so if you want to write down your five habits and let me know...I'll add you to the list...&lt;em&gt;I'm so lame!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-113684308323507771?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113684308323507771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113684308323507771&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113684308323507771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113684308323507771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/01/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-113684114292894095</id><published>2006-01-09T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T16:12:22.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. So the template I was trying out didn't really work for me. I'm still "fiddling" with it but I'm going to use this one for now.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't use a "blogger" template, you lose all your comments and some of the ones here are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;golden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! I can't lose those!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-113684114292894095?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113684114292894095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113684114292894095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113684114292894095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113684114292894095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/01/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-113649588524313222</id><published>2006-01-05T16:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T16:18:05.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I HAD TO!</title><content type='html'>oh.my.god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/snowball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/200/snowball.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/10600647-113649588524313222?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113649588524313222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113649588524313222&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113649588524313222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113649588524313222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-had-to.html' title='I HAD TO!'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-113648551611615756</id><published>2006-01-05T13:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T13:25:16.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Security Pass Hell</title><content type='html'>I was just locked in the stairwell for two hours!! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TWO HOURS PEOPLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...not really. It was more like 25 seconds. But I did feel like a royal knob for forgetting my pass on my desk and having to knock on the door until some guy opened the door. He wasn't from our department by the way so he as well thought I was a royal knob when he opened the door and I tried to laugh it off with him....silence...crickets, okay not funny buddy, get out of my way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will forever check my hip before entering said stairwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God it's boring here today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-113648551611615756?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113648551611615756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113648551611615756&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113648551611615756'/><link rel='self' 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&lt;a href="http://www.prada.it/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What exactly is going on over at Prada?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-113647939033223139?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113647939033223139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113647939033223139&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113647939033223139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113647939033223139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/01/prada.html' title='Prada'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-113647800984304275</id><published>2006-01-05T11:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T11:20:09.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why don't we get English TV?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://nocturnalencounters.blogspot.com/2005/12/greatest-tv-hoax-ever.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fun new reality show in England.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-113647800984304275?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113647800984304275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113647800984304275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113647800984304275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113647800984304275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/01/why-dont-we-get-english-tv.html' title='Why don&apos;t we get English TV?'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-113647475067307633</id><published>2006-01-05T10:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T10:29:58.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why does my meal smell like Cat Poo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;While doing laundry last night, G and I took advantage of a Vietnamese Pho restaurant close by the laundromat to have some dinner during our "dry" cycle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yummy spring roll appetizers with yummy dipping sauce. Yummy bits of leafy spices (when we asked the waiter what they were he said "Go in soup", to which we asked again, "Yes, but what is it called?" He quickly told us "No, we don't have anymore" and walked away. Okay.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Our main courses come and G-man has a nice soup with lots of floating sprigs of this and that and some sort of meat (I think it was beef but it may have been pork, I didn't taste it). Then mine comes and damn if it didn't smell just like cat ass! What's up with that. It was supposed to smell like Chicken Ginger sprinkled with Cilantro. That would have smelled super yummy. But no. Cat Poo. I tried it and it tasted kinda not great at first but I was starving and for the time being, able to get past the "poo" smell and the not so fabulous taste. It's not that it tasted like poo or tasted bad even, it was just ... blah. I can't really describe it further than that. I eventually found some flecks of ginger and tried to get some with every bite but I eventually gave up on the dish 1/2 way into it. All the while G is mmm'ing and aw'ing over his yummy pork/beef soup. No fair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-113647475067307633?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113647475067307633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113647475067307633&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113647475067307633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113647475067307633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/01/why-does-my-meal-smell-like-cat-poo.html' title='Why does my meal smell like Cat Poo?'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-113638700470029093</id><published>2006-01-04T09:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T10:11:31.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Start the New Year off...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;with a Wedding I say. Everyone should attend or be a part of a wedding to start the New Year going. It's the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/graydon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/200/graydon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear friends Lisa and Alvaro had a lovely intimate (20 people) ceremony yesterday afternoon out at Graydon Hall and it was spectacular. I've never been inside &lt;a href="http://www.graydonhall.com/gallery.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Graydon Hall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;before (although I've picked G up and dropped him off many a time for catering shifts). It's stunning. If you're looking for a wedding or party venue with lots of class, this is the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event began with cocktails at 4 and then the ceremony following at 4:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/LA%20Ceremony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/200/LA%20Ceremony.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lisa looked gorgeous and Alvaro, simply dashing. The ceremony had touches of Spanish tradition as well as a genuine Irish blessing by the officiant. Lisa's friend Catrina sang Lisa down the isle, G did a reading from &lt;a href="http://www.todays-weddings.com/planning/readings/velveteen_rabbit.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Velveteen Rabbit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and Suzette sang us through the signing of the register (she gave me chills with a spanish love song....chills!!) Alvaro's brother (flown in from Spain) performed a spanish blessing (that included burning something and then Alvaro putting on a hat - seen above). The whole thing took about 20 minutes and in the end, a new marriage was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some fantastic appetizers, champagne and toasts,&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/LA%20Toast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/200/LA%20Toast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we all headed over to &lt;a href="http://www.spuntini.ca/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spuntini's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for dinner. During dinner there were more toasts, more songs and lots of kisses. It was really the best way to begin a new year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lisa and Alvaro for including me in your momentous day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-113638700470029093?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113638700470029093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113638700470029093&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113638700470029093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113638700470029093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2006/01/start-new-year-off.html' title='Start the New Year off...'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-113586696024935937</id><published>2005-12-29T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T10:04:55.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dad - he's back in Cobourg at the local hospital there. He's waiting on bed availability for admittance to &lt;a href="http://www.bridgepointhealth.ca/Home.aspx?PageID=39"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bridgepoint&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;for a Long Term Rehab Program. He's fully recovered from the minor case of pneumonia and the major case of dehydration. His demeanor has improved significantly. He's quite conversational and even initiates topics of conversation fairly frequently. "The Family" is meeting with Toronto Rehab to &lt;em&gt;discuss&lt;/em&gt; his treatment (or mistreatment) as they were the one's responsible for him 1st losing 16 pounds in 3 weeks and then causing him to suffer dehydration. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Job - still waiting. One of the last hurdles we need to get past is the posting process. I talked to "the boss" right before the holidays and he said they were going to hold off on posting for the time being because there are a lot of assistants "floating around". He doesn't want someone internal coming to interview that has all the right qualifications, then have to tell them no, then deal with the repercussions they may bring about. So, we're being &lt;em&gt;patient.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Moving - we're moving. We're giving our notice Jan 1 to move March 1. I'm quite excited about this although I'm not looking forward to actually packing and hauling our shit...again! But we're looking for more space and a bit of a better neighbourhood. With the recent incident with the car window, G is anxious to get out of the area with lots of "punks" with too much time on their hands. God that sounds old!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;That's about it I guess. There we go...up to date!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/egg.6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/200/egg.6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-113586696024935937?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113586696024935937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113586696024935937&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113586696024935937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113586696024935937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2005/12/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-113578582667618543</id><published>2005-12-28T11:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T11:04:15.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wha?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Any guesses as to what this is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/frobunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/400/frobunny.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/10600647-113578582667618543?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113578582667618543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113578582667618543&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113578582667618543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113578582667618543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2005/12/wha.html' title='Wha?'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-113578558200475372</id><published>2005-12-28T10:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T11:00:53.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Killing Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/Paws.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/200/Paws.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some serious cuteness over at &lt;a href="http://cuteoverload.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CuteOverload.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;as well as &lt;a href="http://kittenwar.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KittenWar.c&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;om&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-113578558200475372?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113578558200475372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113578558200475372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113578558200475372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113578558200475372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2005/12/killing-time.html' title='Killing Time'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-113578151172560634</id><published>2005-12-28T09:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T09:51:51.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That's it for Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here we are...another post Christmas post. I've seen plenty in-and-around blogger-land this morning. Work is dead silent today, so I figured I'd give my Christmas festivities update. To save you from the play by play, here are the highlights:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;G's parents arrived late Friday night. We stayed up until 2:30 am catching up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thanks to my aunt Kathryn, my dad made a surprise visit at our Holiday Celebration at the Maizuns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fantasic Christmas dinner thanks to my S-I-L, G (not to be confused with G aka G-man). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fun sales at Danier &amp; Future Shop on Boxing Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Watching "The 40 Year Old Virgin" with S-I-L, G &amp;amp; M-I-L, S! (Super highlight status on this one!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Crepes for breakfast thanks to G (S-I-L, not husband)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Movies, movies and more movies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I received a lot of really great gifts from Aunts, Uncles, Cousins, In-Laws and Husband, but what was so great this holiday was being with family. Family I was born into and family that I married into. Both equally loving, generous and wonderful. After &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;another&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; particularly difficult year, having my family around me was the greatest gift anyone could have given me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Smaltz and all, Peace out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-113578151172560634?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113578151172560634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113578151172560634&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113578151172560634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113578151172560634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2005/12/thats-it-for-christmas.html' title='That&apos;s it for Christmas'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-113578299654786592</id><published>2005-12-28T09:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T10:19:21.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The capper to the crapper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you've followed my blog this year you will know that it hasn't been the best of years. And if you know me at all you'll know that last year was a big "suck-fest" as well, so I'm due for a rocking awesome year in 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to cap off the year I have to tell you about another couple of "sucking" incidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thursday night (to be discovered Friday morning), someone smashed a pane of glass on the passenger side of our car. Not the up/down window but the little window at the back of the backseat up/down window. Great! Thanks hoodlums! The in-laws were due to come in on Friday and G wasn't impressed with having to deal with getting the repair done in time to go and pick them up. (For super suckage points, I'll bring forward the fact that G switched our insurance and the policy was due to end from Insurer A on Friday and the policy from Insurer B was due to begin. So who was covering our car for the smashing incident was a little unclear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;G called an autoglass repair guy who turned out to be a crook and not only didn't he fix the window properly but also broke the inside door handles. Ah...good times!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The crook of a autoglass guy agreed to pay to replace the door handles but said there was nothing he could do for the window. Awesome!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So it was the perfectly shitty way to end a perfectly shitty year. Bring on 2006 and if it doesn't rock, someone's gonna pay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-113578299654786592?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113578299654786592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113578299654786592&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113578299654786592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113578299654786592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2005/12/capper-to-crapper.html' title='The capper to the crapper'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-113534667309213407</id><published>2005-12-23T08:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T09:06:57.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Au Tannenbaum Au Tannenbaum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/Christmas%20Tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/320/Christmas%20Tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our little 3' tree. It's actually under 3' which is kinda sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We went to Canadian Tire last night looking for a "fake tree". Now before we get into the whole fake/real tree debate, understand this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. We're in a very "space limited" apartment and real trees don't come in 3' sizes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;2. We have very mischievous kittens that I'm sure would love to run up a 7' tree and attack anything that should happen to fall to the ground.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;3. We've got family coming in from out of town and a thousand pine needles that need to be vacuumed up hourly is not my idea of quality family time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So there you go. There's our little tree. The lights were on when I took the picture but of course the flash makes all the pretty twinkle go away. I hope everyone out there in blogger/internet land has a wonderful Christmas and a safe and happy New Year. Smooches and Hugs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-113534667309213407?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113534667309213407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113534667309213407&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113534667309213407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113534667309213407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2005/12/au-tannenbaum-au-tannenbaum.html' title='Au Tannenbaum Au Tannenbaum'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-113466033060923598</id><published>2005-12-15T10:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T10:35:42.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PandaCam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/Panda4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/200/Panda4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;I actually learned that this existed from reading someone's secret at &lt;a href="http://postsecret.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POSTSECRET&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://nationalzoo.si.edu/Animals/GiantPandas/default.cfm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PandaCam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Scroll down until the viewing window is visible.&lt;br /&gt;Very very cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-113466033060923598?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113466033060923598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113466033060923598&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113466033060923598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113466033060923598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2005/12/pandacam.html' title='PandaCam'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-113465931838903597</id><published>2005-12-15T09:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T10:08:38.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do the math</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure if you've heard but Toronto is in a state of an Extreme Weather Warning. What does that entail you ask? Well first, have a look at &lt;a href="http://www.theweathernetwork.com/weather/cities/can/pages/CAON0696.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you missed it when you viewed that page, let me just highlight something for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From Thursday afternoon to Friday afternoon we expect : 20-30 cm of snow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If you don't speak "metric", please allow me to translate:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30.000 centimetre is equivalent to 0.98425 foot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;That's almost a foot! In 24 hours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;NOT MY IDEA OF A GOOD TIME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-113465931838903597?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113465931838903597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113465931838903597&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113465931838903597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113465931838903597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2005/12/do-math.html' title='Do the math'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-113465718238017068</id><published>2005-12-15T09:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T09:36:42.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Too close to call!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/reignofellennew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/200/reignofellennew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay. As you all know, I'm a big fan of &lt;a href="http://www.thereignofellen.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Reign of Ellen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Her daily writings are filled with honesty, humour and a &lt;a href="http://www.thereignofellen.com/pictures/anna_eating.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;cute baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well she's nominated for a Weblog Award and she's so close to winning that I have to ask of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;pppplease go &lt;a href="http://weblogawards.org/2005/12/best_of_the_top_35015000_blogs.php"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and if you feel so inclined, please vote for The Reign of Ellen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thank you and goodnight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-113465718238017068?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113465718238017068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113465718238017068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113465718238017068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113465718238017068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2005/12/too-close-to-call.html' title='Too close to call!'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-113442024438746078</id><published>2005-12-12T15:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T15:52:55.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For all you music buffs</title><content type='html'>This was put out by Virgin. There are 75 names of bands found somewhere on this poster:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://virgindigital.com/eymm.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/400/ViginBands.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you click on the photo it will take you to the site so you can view a larger version. Have fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-113442024438746078?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113442024438746078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113442024438746078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113442024438746078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113442024438746078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2005/12/for-all-you-music-buffs.html' title='For all you music buffs'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10600647.post-113441133754435895</id><published>2005-12-12T13:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T13:17:49.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not going my way!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Last night was the season finale for Survivor and I have to say, I’m&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/Steph.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/200/Steph.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; disappointed. I mean come on! What does Stephanie have to do to win this blooming thing?!! I love this girl and I was so happy to see she made it to the final two, but because she played rather aggressively and had to “turn” on a couple of people, Danni ended up winning the million. Danni flew under the radar after the merge and let the power egos that held the majority in numbers, slowly pick each other off. She aligned herself with the right person and found herself winning the final immunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won’t go into all the gory details as I know the majority of you who read this don’t really care but know this; if the Weaver’s win The Amazing &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/weavers.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/1600/weavers.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/827/200/weavers.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Race, I’m gonna be pissed. This entire season of Reality Shows will have been a complete write off!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10600647-113441133754435895?l=msmaizun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/feeds/113441133754435895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10600647&amp;postID=113441133754435895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113441133754435895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10600647/posts/default/113441133754435895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmaizun.blogspot.com/2005/12/not-going-my-way.html' title='Not going my way!'/><author><name>Ms. Maizun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11656851610440170405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
