<?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-1080909389347869472</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:52:57.289-07:00</updated><category term='crazy daughter eeeekkkk'/><category term='studs and more studs'/><category term='partay at Buddha&apos;s place'/><category term='must have heat'/><category term='new blog'/><category term='Wii&apos;s and knees'/><category term='elk'/><category term='When is it child abuse'/><category term='Boys stink'/><category term='blah blah'/><category term='Herding cats'/><category term='daylight saving time'/><category term='droopy eyes'/><category term='Hot Russian Dudes'/><category term='Wiiiiii'/><category term='Someone bring me a kite'/><category term='school'/><category term='parenting sucks'/><category term='crazy mom'/><category term='child abuse or not'/><category term='Happy New Year'/><category term='studs'/><category term='boring'/><category term='newspapers'/><category term='alpacas angora rabbits'/><category term='something new'/><category term='alpaca babies'/><category term='schools and kids'/><category term='sleep deprived'/><category term='alpaca baby&apos;s'/><category term='writers block'/><category term='ewww sperm pudding'/><category term='sneaky me'/><category term='chubby butts'/><category term='predators'/><category term='theives'/><category term='mean old people'/><category term='health'/><category term='chicken sexing hahaha'/><category term='alpacas barns kids'/><category term='The sulk'/><category term='Grandma Ellen'/><category term='God make it stop snowing'/><title type='text'>Housetop Mountain Suri Alpacas</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-8981692939808764571</id><published>2011-07-13T09:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T09:19:02.831-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh look I did it again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I seem to be right on schedule for blogging twice a year :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wait till you see the total cuteness and then you will understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ok this isn't so cute but what kind of crazy weather we have had...I'm loving the green summer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YCeHROjie7I/Th2zoblxi6I/AAAAAAAAARA/zDrX5U8lCd0/s1600/IMG_2640.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YCeHROjie7I/Th2zoblxi6I/AAAAAAAAARA/zDrX5U8lCd0/s320/IMG_2640.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Rendezvous 1st born this spring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0YLSTtYUuX0/Th2ztOf5swI/AAAAAAAAARE/bweP9o3xRgc/s1600/IMG_2660.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0YLSTtYUuX0/Th2ztOf5swI/AAAAAAAAARE/bweP9o3xRgc/s320/IMG_2660.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I got this guy to help out Miss Molly his name is Boss, I know he looks loveable but he is all business&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-63nHAJ3E1Qo/Th20l-d7uRI/AAAAAAAAARM/FHxmQI-BK3M/s1600/IMG_2756.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-63nHAJ3E1Qo/Th20l-d7uRI/AAAAAAAAARM/FHxmQI-BK3M/s320/IMG_2756.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0YLSTtYUuX0/Th2ztOf5swI/AAAAAAAAARE/bweP9o3xRgc/s1600/IMG_2660.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Little Bit&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She's a little bit brown, a little bit black and a little bit ornery!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Remember Honda Rhonda?&amp;nbsp; Well she is Miss Ornery's mom &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CYpBF9EzW8I/Th2shKMlJXI/AAAAAAAAAQI/pm9c67wGx-s/s1600/IMG_2780.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CYpBF9EzW8I/Th2shKMlJXI/AAAAAAAAAQI/pm9c67wGx-s/s320/IMG_2780.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are alllll my new kitty's...mama was busy this spring &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tR7W-go-0S8/Th2s1tefuoI/AAAAAAAAAQM/C4_eCnAxqVo/s1600/IMG_2810.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tR7W-go-0S8/Th2s1tefuoI/AAAAAAAAAQM/C4_eCnAxqVo/s320/IMG_2810.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-18aSeBaLqAE/Th2uS7rHWUI/AAAAAAAAAQg/jaq8qvGZ5uA/s1600/IMG_2874.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-18aSeBaLqAE/Th2uS7rHWUI/AAAAAAAAAQg/jaq8qvGZ5uA/s320/IMG_2874.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QGue0tqF47E/Th2ucWST6bI/AAAAAAAAAQk/snVamSJgiBM/s1600/IMG_2875.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QGue0tqF47E/Th2ucWST6bI/AAAAAAAAAQk/snVamSJgiBM/s320/IMG_2875.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-23mlPcXTU4Y/Th2ujDFnPSI/AAAAAAAAAQo/iTVBug7ZI10/s1600/IMG_2879.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-23mlPcXTU4Y/Th2ujDFnPSI/AAAAAAAAAQo/iTVBug7ZI10/s320/IMG_2879.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorting fleece in really dry air &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XbQezHcCekw/Th2t65-mPWI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/h01dJlpy4ZQ/s1600/IMG_2811.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XbQezHcCekw/Th2t65-mPWI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/h01dJlpy4ZQ/s320/IMG_2811.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miss Mitra and her Colorado Blue....he was born with a blue tongue &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JPI1UD02Iio/Th2t_-Pdf_I/AAAAAAAAAQU/02R34F5t4UU/s1600/IMG_2822.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JPI1UD02Iio/Th2t_-Pdf_I/AAAAAAAAAQU/02R34F5t4UU/s320/IMG_2822.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blues first day in the big blue world &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z8QXOVB8Hk8/Th2uGLQfNPI/AAAAAAAAAQY/evrF2OCukNk/s1600/IMG_2834.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z8QXOVB8Hk8/Th2uGLQfNPI/AAAAAAAAAQY/evrF2OCukNk/s320/IMG_2834.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nieces and nephews &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EYHL4IcHOT4/Th2uMQHD-RI/AAAAAAAAAQc/xtTjdyXPTh8/s1600/IMG_2856.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EYHL4IcHOT4/Th2uMQHD-RI/AAAAAAAAAQc/xtTjdyXPTh8/s320/IMG_2856.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stormy just being cute &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lEd9gWc_lnU/Th2uoHBCSfI/AAAAAAAAAQs/BkgdnNgudQI/s1600/IMG_2890.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lEd9gWc_lnU/Th2uoHBCSfI/AAAAAAAAAQs/BkgdnNgudQI/s320/IMG_2890.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Blue Mesa Reservoir 4th of July&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hz5Zxh0Oz08/Th2uuxvPXNI/AAAAAAAAAQw/JGQEQIddS3A/s1600/IMG_2917.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hz5Zxh0Oz08/Th2uuxvPXNI/AAAAAAAAAQw/JGQEQIddS3A/s320/IMG_2917.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is Corona a little ausie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eFYDUj0XQlE/Th2vD_abNaI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/HrX2czlzW_4/s1600/IMG_2932.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eFYDUj0XQlE/Th2vD_abNaI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/HrX2czlzW_4/s320/IMG_2932.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And her owner, my cousin the cowboy who's legs had not seen sunshine for years until this day&amp;nbsp; :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KnovHwH1odo/Th2vKwrHWOI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/0veqF7suWtI/s1600/IMG_2937.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KnovHwH1odo/Th2vKwrHWOI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/0veqF7suWtI/s320/IMG_2937.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See you about Christmas time!!&amp;nbsp; Just kidding...I have two more cria's due still :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1080909389347869472-8981692939808764571?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/8981692939808764571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=8981692939808764571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/8981692939808764571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/8981692939808764571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2011/07/oh-look-i-did-it-again.html' title='Oh look I did it again'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YCeHROjie7I/Th2zoblxi6I/AAAAAAAAARA/zDrX5U8lCd0/s72-c/IMG_2640.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-2020717236723732701</id><published>2010-12-28T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T12:37:25.337-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='predators'/><title type='text'>Predators 1 Housetop 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I'm still not sure BUT my beloved BubbaLoo brought me this yesterday afternoon.&amp;nbsp; Hmmmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/TRo1gJKxqYI/AAAAAAAAAO8/png3tslRLxo/s1600/IMG_2551.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/TRo1gJKxqYI/AAAAAAAAAO8/png3tslRLxo/s320/IMG_2551.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is my fabulous photo skills at work.&amp;nbsp; I got a Canon Rebel last year for Christmas and I thought I knew how to use it???&amp;nbsp; Turn it on to "Full Auto" and this doesn't happen.&amp;nbsp; That is my Christmas tree by the way...kinda cool looking picture, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/TRo2TwyiKhI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3DhUig6-C9Y/s1600/IMG_2544.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/TRo2TwyiKhI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3DhUig6-C9Y/s320/IMG_2544.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&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/1080909389347869472-2020717236723732701?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/2020717236723732701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=2020717236723732701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/2020717236723732701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/2020717236723732701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2010/12/predators-1-housetop-1.html' title='Predators 1 Housetop 1'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/TRo1gJKxqYI/AAAAAAAAAO8/png3tslRLxo/s72-c/IMG_2551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-8092502740474189670</id><published>2010-12-23T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T14:27:07.288-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='predators'/><title type='text'>Housetop 3/Predators 4</title><content type='html'>I know, I know the predators seem to be winning...but I wouldn't really call it winning.&amp;nbsp; In the past month I have lost 1 alpaca to the two huskies and 3 chickens to a&amp;nbsp; bobcat that has been terrorizing the neighborhood.&amp;nbsp; Good news this morning... Dead-eye hubby took him to meet his maker.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/TRO3w1UUR3I/AAAAAAAAAOs/FbKn7Qm02wg/s1600/IMG_2458.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/TRO3w1UUR3I/AAAAAAAAAOs/FbKn7Qm02wg/s320/IMG_2458.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;As far as bobcats go he is a monster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We brought Buccaneer home yesterday from his surgery and I feel so bad for him.&amp;nbsp; His eye just wasn't healing right so we decided to remove it.&amp;nbsp; He's a real trooper though...handling it as good as can be expected.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He will get his stitches out January 4th and God willing he is going to have a good year in 2011.&amp;nbsp; I don't think I will ever forget 2010.&amp;nbsp; It will not be one of fond memories. Eight more days and I will be done with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/TRO35k9JVVI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Gie1lfblpeI/s1600/IMG_2460.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/TRO35k9JVVI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Gie1lfblpeI/s320/IMG_2460.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little gal (Miss Molly) earned her keep ten fold this morning.&amp;nbsp; She is the reason we caught the bobcat in the chicken pen.&amp;nbsp; I am just soooo happy that she didn't try to take it on by herself.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She is only 4 months old and a big ole lovable teddy bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/TRO39WO-OaI/AAAAAAAAAO0/zMmuPaU_Bho/s1600/IMG_2478.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/TRO39WO-OaI/AAAAAAAAAO0/zMmuPaU_Bho/s320/IMG_2478.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;We tried to get pictures of last summers crias to update the website....Miss Mokey does not like the halter, the lead, the camera or me for that matter.&amp;nbsp; She kinda acts like me when she doesn't want to do something.&amp;nbsp; She throws herself on the ground and has a big fit!&amp;nbsp; Little brat.&amp;nbsp; Mokey...not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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So stupid.&amp;nbsp; I will lose the last of it probably about next Thanksgiving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We have lived up here on the mountain for 8 years and I have never had a brown Christmas, until 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Are you seeing a pattern here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1080909389347869472-8092502740474189670?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/8092502740474189670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=8092502740474189670' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/8092502740474189670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/8092502740474189670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2010/12/housetop-3predators-4.html' title='Housetop 3/Predators 4'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/TRO3w1UUR3I/AAAAAAAAAOs/FbKn7Qm02wg/s72-c/IMG_2458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-1657649099219396566</id><published>2010-12-17T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T10:19:24.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Try this one again</title><content type='html'>OK so it's been almost a year...I am turning over a new leaf 14 days early :)&amp;nbsp; You know I can't do anything by the book or normal or on time.&lt;br /&gt;It has been kind of a rough year for us on the mountain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Rita passed away October 4th 2009 and so soon after dad's passing, it threw me into some kind of weird tail spin.&amp;nbsp; So so sad.&amp;nbsp; I just want to pick up the phone and call her...all the time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/TQuZQFmFAmI/AAAAAAAAAOg/-w7aaDpVFSU/s1600/CCF12172010_00000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/TQuZQFmFAmI/AAAAAAAAAOg/-w7aaDpVFSU/s320/CCF12172010_00000.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway this year has continued to be full of some of the same.&amp;nbsp; I had to put Sammy down in October of this year. RIP buddy, I will miss you forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/TQuO-lYUxCI/AAAAAAAAANo/pqaPxTP-Mdc/s1600/IMG_1698.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/TQuO-lYUxCI/AAAAAAAAANo/pqaPxTP-Mdc/s320/IMG_1698.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had an alpaca get mauled by two huskies on Thanksgiving day this year...poor guy hadn't even made it to the blog yet.&amp;nbsp; His name was Kace and he was my up and coming "Oh my God!" full accoyo herd sire.&amp;nbsp; He was as sweet as they make alpacas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/TQuQf3vUUvI/AAAAAAAAAN4/g03zII9FX9c/s1600/IMG_1556.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/TQuQf3vUUvI/AAAAAAAAAN4/g03zII9FX9c/s320/IMG_1556.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yesterday I go out to feed the boys and notice something is wrong with Buccaneer's eye...He hit his eye so hard on something that the lens popped out, the cornea is in the bottom of his eye and the lens was sitting in his fleece??&amp;nbsp; Gross, Gross, Gross.&amp;nbsp; Off to the vet an hour away.&amp;nbsp; We don't know if he will be blind but we do know that without the lens he won't be able to focus.&amp;nbsp; My second herd sire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/TQuP-fsFRFI/AAAAAAAAANw/rVazuS1_uaI/s1600/IMG_1672.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/TQuP-fsFRFI/AAAAAAAAANw/rVazuS1_uaI/s320/IMG_1672.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have Tibbs still and he is producing crias finally.&amp;nbsp; Mokey was born late last summer and she is a looker!!&amp;nbsp; We named her after the Mokey Wall in Lake Powell.&amp;nbsp; She is a beautiful copper color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/TQuQ_U2VR7I/AAAAAAAAAOA/dagilioY4iY/s1600/IMG_1998.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/TQuQ_U2VR7I/AAAAAAAAAOA/dagilioY4iY/s320/IMG_1998.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/TQuQHjjmwxI/AAAAAAAAAN0/_UNcSE67j1w/s1600/IMG_1683.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/TQuQHjjmwxI/AAAAAAAAAN0/_UNcSE67j1w/s320/IMG_1683.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then there is Landslide who was shone and won 3rd place in a pretty big show (Fall Fest in Loveland Colorado).&amp;nbsp; Thanks to Linda...the sweetest alpaca expert in the universe!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I bought him from her and she so graciously offered to show him for me.&amp;nbsp; He is also an ooooh la la alpaca.&amp;nbsp; He is as black as black can be and just as shiny as a new born cria.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully on Thanksgiving day he was at Linda's house...he would have been mauled also...it happened in his pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all I have left for herd sires.&amp;nbsp; I am looking at a five year old, full accoyo herd sire in Oregon that is priced to sell.&amp;nbsp; I think he will do nicely in my program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK that is enough sadness...I need a priest to come and bless this mess!!&lt;br /&gt;Next year has got to be better, Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am expecting 5 new crias this summer, cross your fingers for me!&amp;nbsp; I will post again before that...I'm sure of it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1080909389347869472-1657649099219396566?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/1657649099219396566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=1657649099219396566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/1657649099219396566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/1657649099219396566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2010/12/try-this-one-again.html' title='Try this one again'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/TQuZQFmFAmI/AAAAAAAAAOg/-w7aaDpVFSU/s72-c/CCF12172010_00000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-312140186938357994</id><published>2010-01-04T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T08:44:05.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow 6 months goes by really fast</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Hi all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I know, I know I am the worst blogger of the worst kind.&amp;nbsp; My barn is done with the exceptions of a few minor things and I cannot seem to stay in the house and out of the barn.&amp;nbsp; I now have fleece coming out of my ears and I am trying to figure out what to do with it.&amp;nbsp; Hubby bought me a knitting machine for Christmas and it is going to eat up what little time I have left over, especially since I put it in the barn :P &amp;nbsp;As soon as I learn how to run the damn thing...right now I am missing a few hairs from teaching myself to knit at the age of 44 pfffftttt.&amp;nbsp; Will I never learn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Does anyone else believe that the Ice age has returned?&amp;nbsp; We have not been above 25 for over a month.&amp;nbsp; I live in the high desert for hells sake.&amp;nbsp; We lizards are not used to such fridgidness...is that a word?&amp;nbsp; It is now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OK I have to go feed the girls and boys, I now have boys!&amp;nbsp; I just bought a mom and cria from Michigan (they are also freezing their asses off!!)&amp;nbsp; The cria is a 4 month old boy and he is awesome...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I had to mess around with my commenting because of my post for droopy (alpaca)&amp;nbsp;lips...I have been bombarded with nasty, nasty comments :{&amp;nbsp; Pigs.&amp;nbsp; So you are off the hook for commenting, yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1080909389347869472-312140186938357994?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/312140186938357994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=312140186938357994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/312140186938357994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/312140186938357994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2010/01/wow-6-months-goes-by-really-fast.html' title='Wow 6 months goes by really fast'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-302363138882628803</id><published>2009-06-17T11:39:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T14:09:01.942-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alpacas barns kids'/><title type='text'>Hi All...Remember me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;For those of you who didn't delete me by now...Hey!  How the heck are ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;My barn is done finally, isn't it purty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;We are still putting in electricity but the animals said they were ok w/o power and we moved them in.  First thing they did was start a nice poop pile...inside the dang barn :[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SjlB4EpVwII/AAAAAAAAAL0/8WgVpj2XGFQ/s1600-h/IMG_0799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348378464054788226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SjlB4EpVwII/AAAAAAAAAL0/8WgVpj2XGFQ/s320/IMG_0799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm trying to convince the cats that they need to move in next...they ain't believing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SjlB47OoiXI/AAAAAAAAAME/lVFU5A9rJRI/s1600-h/IMG_0809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348378478706723186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SjlB47OoiXI/AAAAAAAAAME/lVFU5A9rJRI/s320/IMG_0809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my new herd sire Tiburon...aka Mr Tibbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SjlEpsR0OlI/AAAAAAAAAMk/l0PoOPzbQbE/s1600-h/IMG_0811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348381515530386002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SjlEpsR0OlI/AAAAAAAAAMk/l0PoOPzbQbE/s320/IMG_0811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got this little gal in the purchase also.  She is Miss Mitra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SjlEpeRKTaI/AAAAAAAAAMc/LqVgVOJmpSQ/s1600-h/IMG_0818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348381511769542050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SjlEpeRKTaI/AAAAAAAAAMc/LqVgVOJmpSQ/s320/IMG_0818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got about 39 feet of yarn spun...I will be dead before I can make a blanket!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SjlEo2v_r3I/AAAAAAAAAMU/WRmmbtoEa8Q/s1600-h/IMG_0824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348381501161451378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SjlEo2v_r3I/AAAAAAAAAMU/WRmmbtoEa8Q/s320/IMG_0824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddha and his girlfriend..Toes the terminator.  If Buddha was 8 inches taller we would have terminator baby's :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SjlB4eaA5EI/AAAAAAAAAL8/lBaXLrdmYpA/s1600-h/IMG_0806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348378470969828418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SjlB4eaA5EI/AAAAAAAAAL8/lBaXLrdmYpA/s320/IMG_0806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have a 13 year old.  When the hell did this happen?  Look away for a minute and they are half grown..sniff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sjk-ZKFKhKI/AAAAAAAAALk/Bt0tX2MeKwA/s1600-h/IMG_0745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348374634402841762" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sjk-ZKFKhKI/AAAAAAAAALk/Bt0tX2MeKwA/s320/IMG_0745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to convince him that the smoking candles weren't hot hahaha.  He didn't believe ole mom.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sjk-ZQDHyDI/AAAAAAAAALs/IQNj5FApNqQ/s1600-h/IMG_0757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348374636004886578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sjk-ZQDHyDI/AAAAAAAAALs/IQNj5FApNqQ/s320/IMG_0757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And what the hell was I thinking?????  He loves them but still...WTH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SjlEojf9ogI/AAAAAAAAAMM/pDWQ26oc3j4/s1600-h/IMG_0826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348381495993934338" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SjlEojf9ogI/AAAAAAAAAMM/pDWQ26oc3j4/s320/IMG_0826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My youngest got an award at the end of the year.  I thought it was gonna be for the biggest screw off in class.  It was the presidential achievement award????????????????????????????  I hooped and hollered until I embarrassed him and then I fell out of my chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sjk10g_APRI/AAAAAAAAALU/8HoubstMCNg/s1600-h/IMG_0656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348365208802835730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sjk10g_APRI/AAAAAAAAALU/8HoubstMCNg/s320/IMG_0656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because this is him in his natural state.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sjk7a1LNORI/AAAAAAAAALc/uE17_OCQj3E/s1600-h/IMG_0684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348371364615895314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sjk7a1LNORI/AAAAAAAAALc/uE17_OCQj3E/s320/IMG_0684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SjlIlInjF7I/AAAAAAAAAMs/pUR8edsUz10/s1600-h/IMG_0683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348385835284895666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SjlIlInjF7I/AAAAAAAAAMs/pUR8edsUz10/s320/IMG_0683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it.  It's not much but it's all I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1080909389347869472-302363138882628803?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/302363138882628803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=302363138882628803' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/302363138882628803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/302363138882628803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi-allremember-me.html' title='Hi All...Remember me?'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SjlB4EpVwII/AAAAAAAAAL0/8WgVpj2XGFQ/s72-c/IMG_0799.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-2431296007152268442</id><published>2009-04-13T21:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T21:44:46.041-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The sulk'/><title type='text'>Droopy lips</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I went out to feed tonight and 2 of my girls were standing around with their mouths hanging open.  They looked like they had eaten something bad or something that had numbed their lower lip.  Scared the crap out of me.  Last fall I threw out a bunch of clover seed...some alpacas can't eat clover because they are allergic.  I am a nervous wreck all the time that they will eat something that they are not supposed to.  So you can imagine my horror to walk into the pen and find this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;l&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;v&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SeQDGXFFwsI/AAAAAAAAALM/Gj-EhlOYs3o/s1600-h/the+sulk.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324384067268231874" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SeQDGXFFwsI/AAAAAAAAALM/Gj-EhlOYs3o/s400/the+sulk.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;They look totally silly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is not one of my alpacas, it is a picture from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.intrepidalpacas.com/about_funny.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Intrepid Alpacas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;After I closely inspected my girls I ran in he house and got online immediately...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;and this is what I found!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The Sulk--When alpacas get upset they will "drop their lip". The bottom lip will become all droopy and fall away exposing the bottom teeth and gums. Some alpacas will take pieces of hay, grass or leaves into their mouths and just hold it there for extra effect. Saliva will sometimes drip from the bottom lip as well. If all this sounds rather pathetic, it is. They are sulking. Don't worry about it. They have probably just come off second best in a disagreement with another alpaca and they will get over it in a few minutes. (Often the sulking alpaca will have a few globs of green spit on their face as evidence of the disagreement!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank goodness I found this explanation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The silly girls were tiffen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1080909389347869472-2431296007152268442?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/2431296007152268442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=2431296007152268442' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/2431296007152268442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/2431296007152268442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/04/droopy-lips.html' title='Droopy lips'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SeQDGXFFwsI/AAAAAAAAALM/Gj-EhlOYs3o/s72-c/the+sulk.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-5205344231795704524</id><published>2009-04-13T06:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T06:53:58.450-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alpacas angora rabbits'/><title type='text'>Full of eggs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi Guys, I know I have been mia for quite some time now and I'm sorry. I have been really busy having a mid life crisis ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am going to turn my blog into an alpaca blog only. It will still be worth checking out when I do post, however posting will not be everyday, as I was TRYING to do before.  I am trying to get this little alpaca business off of the ground. I have been taking classes, watching any videos I can get my hands on and driving the seasoned alpaca farmers insane! I have found some local farmers that are less than an hour from me, whew! I was worried I was going to have to move to Denver lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The alpaca farms on my side of the mountain a few and far between and they are struggling to start up a fiber processing mill and a network of local people to help this thing grow. Soooo I am doing my usual knee jerk reaction and jumping in head first! You would think I would get tired of all of the bumps on my head but this is something that is near and dear to my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alpacas Rock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is what I have going so far: I am signing up for a class in August at some place beautiful in Idaho to become a certified sorter. A sorter can either go out with the shearer on shearing day or have it sent to them and sort out the #1, 2 and 3 parts of fiber. The #1 fiber is worth more money than the 3rds of any fiber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am teaching myself to spin the fiber into luscious yarn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am teaching myself to dye the yarn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am teaching myself to weave, I may give up the "teaching myself" and go find some help on this one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I went to a neonatal class a few weeks ago. Very informative...and I'm terrified now! When an alpaca is birthing and by some sort of bad luck she has a distosia (sp?), you can lose your cria, I will just die if something happens to En Vogues cria :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Speaking of En Vogues cria, I had to take little miss Rita in to have her teeth trimmed...that was a freaking rodeo. When you are holding an alpaca for someone....stay close to them...I mean like bear hug close! I thought she broke my collar bone when she decided to jump out of the chute. It doesn't hurt them she was just a little freaked out by the hour long ride in the horse trailer and weird people sticking weird things in her mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I learned something right after I had her teeth trimmed that day and I trimmed her toenails on another day and had the traveling vet up to give them their vaccinations and to do fecals on another day. I FIGURED OUT THAT ON SHEARING DAY YOU DO ALL OF THAT.... WHILE YOU HAVE BIG STRONG GUYS HOLDING THEM DOWN!!!! Hahahahahha that was a good one. Ouch my head hurts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But as you all know I wanted to go to school and learn something that I could do and love until the end of my time....well I have been to the school of hard knocks before and they were missing me so I decided to enroll yet again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's a good thing that all animals are pretty forgiving, especially when I'm in charge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have been playing around with and learning the different fibers out there in the world and I have decided that I want to raise angora rabbits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have you seen one of these?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SeMxmX6s39I/AAAAAAAAALE/g46eDAMcCsg/s1600-h/angora+rabbit.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324153719807074258" style="WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SeMxmX6s39I/AAAAAAAAALE/g46eDAMcCsg/s400/angora+rabbit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Is this the cutest damn thing ever!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Their fiber is like sticking your hand into a cloud.  I'm sure all of you have had an angora sweater at some point in your life...right?  I think I had a hand me down when I was 12 or something but I had forgotten how heavenly it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If I could mix angora and alpaca....mmmmm it would be yummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My niece just found out that she is preggers and I would love to make a baby blanket out of the alpaca/angora mix....well someone else will make it cuz I ain't learning how to knit.  Too much on my plate right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;   ...I went to San Diego for spring break and it was cold and windy the entire time I was there...pffft.  The beach..any beach is still beautiful any time of year, but cold and windy just for me???  Why???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I took Buddha and he was not welcome anywhere.  I thought Californians were the dog lover capital of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OH Well.&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/1080909389347869472-5205344231795704524?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/5205344231795704524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=5205344231795704524' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/5205344231795704524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/5205344231795704524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/04/full-of-eggs.html' title='Full of eggs'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SeMxmX6s39I/AAAAAAAAALE/g46eDAMcCsg/s72-c/angora+rabbit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-2052581901653129175</id><published>2009-04-09T16:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T16:40:42.174-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;~Under Construction~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1080909389347869472-2052581901653129175?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/2052581901653129175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=2052581901653129175' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/2052581901653129175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/2052581901653129175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/04/under-construction.html' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Ak3PuBFJxU/Tl_PWBqgirI/AAAAAAAADGo/uSIxWFUIY8U/s220/6103948714_388dda1aec_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-5946614787270641825</id><published>2009-03-10T11:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T11:32:57.943-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ewww sperm pudding'/><title type='text'>Warning...This may make you sick!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I got nothing today, it snowed AGAIN...5 inches this time.  It seems to melt off in one day, but still!  It snowed again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I haven't been posting my workout times because...I haven't been working out per say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; I pick up pounds of alpaca poop and ounces of Buddha poo, does that count?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;  I shoveled snow for an hour this morning trying to find my truck??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Google or Wildblue are giving me fits today so I can't play on the computer if I want to keep my sanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;So I leave you with this really, really bad Irish Joke!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lifeisajoke.com/irish29_html.htm"&gt;BANK ROBBERY &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excerpted from an article about a bank robbery which appeared in the Irish Times on 2 March 1999: Once inside the bank shortly after midnight, a gang of raiders' efforts at disabling the internal security system got underway immediately. The robbers, who expected to find one or two large safes filled with cash and valuables, were surprised to see hundreds of smaller safes scattered throughout the bank. The robbers cracked the first safes combination, and inside they found only a bowl of vanilla pudding. As recorded on the bank's audio-tape system, one said, "At least we'll get a bit to eat," The robbers opened up a second safe, and it also contained nothing but vanilla pudding. The process continued until all the safes were opened. They found not one pound sterling, a diamond, or an ounce of gold. Instead, all the safes contained covered bowls of pudding. Disappointed, the robbers made a quiet exit, each leaving with nothing more than a queasy, uncomfortably full stomach. The newspaper headline read: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IRELAND'S LARGEST SPERM BANK ROBBED EARLY THIS MORNING.&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/1080909389347869472-5946614787270641825?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/5946614787270641825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=5946614787270641825' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/5946614787270641825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/5946614787270641825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/03/warningthis-may-make-you-sick.html' title='Warning...This may make you sick!'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-2184538357077473192</id><published>2009-03-09T14:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T14:26:19.877-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theives'/><title type='text'>Cancer insurance saleswoman?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; received an email this morning about a lady that is going door to door in my town selling different kinds of insurance. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SbV68rE735I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/IuuBXYqWFHo/s1600-h/saleswoman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311286518327533458" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SbV68rE735I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/IuuBXYqWFHo/s400/saleswoman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's pure bullshit, what she is doing is getting all of your personal info so she can steal your identity AND she is coming back when she thinks your gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Several peoples dogs have already tried to munch her, too bad they missed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Remember I live 10 miles out of town and If you can find my house, you can steal everything in it. It's a joke of course, don't come looking for me...you will get lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;But wouldn't that be funny if she did find me up here all alone and pissed off, cuz I have no life and all I ever do is clean, and I'm pms'ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;? She might need some of that insurance she's selling. I could tuck her away somewhere and let Buddha chew on her till the po po's got here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;He he..I'll take entertainment however I can get it on this retched mountain&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mwhuhuha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1080909389347869472-2184538357077473192?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/2184538357077473192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=2184538357077473192' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/2184538357077473192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/2184538357077473192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/03/cancer-insurance-saleswoman.html' title='Cancer insurance saleswoman?'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SbV68rE735I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/IuuBXYqWFHo/s72-c/saleswoman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-4581827866026887435</id><published>2009-03-08T14:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T14:20:42.088-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daylight saving time'/><title type='text'>It's only time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://einsteinslock.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/03/daylight-saving.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://einsteinslock.com/%3Fs%3Dlock&amp;amp;h=328&amp;amp;w=500&amp;amp;sz=25&amp;amp;tbnid=ZZbMtwllUsjzjM::&amp;amp;tbnh=85&amp;amp;tbnw=130&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dpicture%2Bof%2Bdaylight%2Bsaving%2Btime&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;usg=__jV4-NX88QTWDxoyqyg4gOQpFK6A=&amp;amp;ei=GyS0SfCrHYKUsQOlsJGCAQ&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=image_result&amp;amp;resnum=2&amp;amp;ct=image&amp;amp;cd=1"&gt;Einstein’s lock&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SbQkrtF9_dI/AAAAAAAAAKI/d8W-27By9tk/s1600-h/daylight-saving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310910193834261970" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SbQkrtF9_dI/AAAAAAAAAKI/d8W-27By9tk/s400/daylight-saving.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's that time again.  While my hubby absolutely hates this one, I kinda like it, I get more done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;As I'm sure you all know I have way too many animals.  Animals don't live by the clock, they go off of the daylight, well mine do anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;For the past 3 weeks I have been in tears first thing in the morning.  You see my asshole black cat would come tearing ass across the bed around 4:30 AM, across Buddha, who in turn tears around the house with his little dog tags clanging together like the fucking liberty bell, while he chases asshole.  Two weeks ago I started sleeping with a squirt bottle...I am deadly at 20 feet.  Asshole hates water.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today I figured it out...it was time for assholes breakfast...it's starting to get light out and all of the animals (not just asshole) think it's time to eat.  So the animals have me trained already.  He wasn't being an asshole after all...he was helping me train to get up an hour earlier.  Now if I could just sick them all on the hubby my life will be awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hubby makes such a big deal out of this time change.  He asks 40 times a day "What time is it?  In old time?"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;By May I want to hurt him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope all of you working stiffs do ok in the morning.&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/1080909389347869472-4581827866026887435?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/4581827866026887435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=4581827866026887435' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/4581827866026887435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/4581827866026887435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-only-time.html' title='It&apos;s only time.'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SbQkrtF9_dI/AAAAAAAAAKI/d8W-27By9tk/s72-c/daylight-saving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-5062907321706480411</id><published>2009-03-07T11:31:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T11:52:51.853-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mean old people'/><title type='text'>Excuse me while I tear your face off</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Have you ever thought about the fact that an entire nation knows how to drive by all of the same rules? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;How cool is that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well except for the few asshats that come out when ever I have to go to town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Apparently I can't read and I am a dummy...according to an 80 year old man that I tangled with yesterday. I went the wrong way in a parking lot (this parking lot was empty, save for he and I)...and he yelled to me that I needed to learn how to read and that I was a dummy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SbLBXp2GsFI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2Qn6WKrw4hg/s1600-h/mean+old+mad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310519522737172562" style="WIDTH: 97px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SbLBXp2GsFI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2Qn6WKrw4hg/s400/mean+old+mad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;A dummy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;This was towards the end of my day running around in the big town. I lost it on him. I never lose it while driving. I probably set the old farts ears on fire before I got done. And I am positive I taught him some new cuss words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Why would you want to block someones way and tell them they are dumb all the while holding your hands up in the air? I did fit past him but he had to scoot over about a foot....grrrr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's too bad that courtesy isn't a nationwide learned behavior.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Even if you are my elder...you could still show some form of humanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;In other news...it's snowing AGAIN!  We have about 4 inches so far and it's still blowing sideways.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am going to go off in a corner and snivel while sucking my thumb:(&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/1080909389347869472-5062907321706480411?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/5062907321706480411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=5062907321706480411' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/5062907321706480411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/5062907321706480411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/03/excuse-me-while-i-tear-your-face-off.html' title='Excuse me while I tear your face off'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SbLBXp2GsFI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2Qn6WKrw4hg/s72-c/mean+old+mad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-3883150495651028762</id><published>2009-03-05T07:03:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T07:14:11.574-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Someone bring me a kite'/><title type='text'>There's no place like home Toto (Buddha)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;OK the weather has gone insane here.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Remember the 3 ft of snow that I had last month?  It's all gone and the mud is almost gone.  This is the weather we should be having in April/May.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The wind is typical of March, however I have never been through a typical March with a dog that only weighs 6 lbs.  I made the mistake of going to the grocery store with the dog and BOTH boys :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;If I hadn't been so irritated it was probably pretty comical....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I was putting grocery's in the back of the minivan while Buddha stood on the console up front well... a 60 mph gust of wind hit about the time I opened the back of the van.  Buddha wound up on the floor and I had bags flying around me like birds on crack and the cart kept trying to roll up my butt and into my car and into the the car next to me.  Needless to say it was pretty stressful and I am staying home today with my little dog tucked safely in the house!&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/1080909389347869472-3883150495651028762?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/3883150495651028762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=3883150495651028762' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/3883150495651028762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/3883150495651028762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/03/theres-no-place-like-home-toto-buddha.html' title='There&apos;s no place like home Toto (Buddha)'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-7662539491309739772</id><published>2009-03-04T06:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T06:46:03.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spring is a comin...and I'm a goin outside!&lt;br /&gt;I will write more when someone beats me to come back in the house :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1080909389347869472-7662539491309739772?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/7662539491309739772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=7662539491309739772' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/7662539491309739772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/7662539491309739772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-is-comin.html' title=''/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-1678162841591269044</id><published>2009-03-02T06:27:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T06:38:33.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Melancholy Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatdanepro.com/Western%20Paintings/index.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;visit this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; if you want to get all warm and fuzzy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;My bff that lives in Louisiana sent me these pictures of the rig that her hubby works on. I'm not sure how it caught on fire...she didn't write anything...she just sent me pictures of his platform on fire. That's how she rolls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SavgXloqpeI/AAAAAAAAAJo/aMTvbEfrbZM/s1600-h/1mail.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308583281630553570" style="WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SavgXloqpeI/AAAAAAAAAJo/aMTvbEfrbZM/s400/1mail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SavgXs4N5kI/AAAAAAAAAJw/yfTs9Xc3ZJQ/s1600-h/mail.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308583283574826562" style="WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SavgXs4N5kI/AAAAAAAAAJw/yfTs9Xc3ZJQ/s400/mail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SavgX47cSHI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/m1m8_Ag8X6o/s1600-h/mail2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308583286809577586" style="WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SavgX47cSHI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/m1m8_Ag8X6o/s400/mail2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/1080909389347869472-1678162841591269044?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/1678162841591269044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=1678162841591269044' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/1678162841591269044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/1678162841591269044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/03/melancholy-monday.html' title='Melancholy Monday'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SavgXloqpeI/AAAAAAAAAJo/aMTvbEfrbZM/s72-c/1mail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-6565850350610294425</id><published>2009-02-27T06:43:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T07:06:00.035-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newspapers'/><title type='text'>Am I being punked?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got these pictures in an email this morning, do they look real to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cuz if they are, they should be on the Today Show or whatever show, cool and unusual elk would be on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hubby and I are/have been avid hunters for years and I've seen one albino elk in my 43 years of playing out in the woods.  I don't hunt anymore but my hubby is...well a fanatic.  These two gringo elk were spotted not to far from where hubby hunts.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think they should move...soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SafueDScluI/AAAAAAAAAJg/M4B3pb7ZIec/s1600-h/elk+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307472885925582562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SafueDScluI/AAAAAAAAAJg/M4B3pb7ZIec/s400/elk+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Safud_u_2pI/AAAAAAAAAJY/KSaitnzSt-8/s1600-h/elk+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307472884971592338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Safud_u_2pI/AAAAAAAAAJY/KSaitnzSt-8/s400/elk+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you see the normal elk in between the 2 white ones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SafudsCXh6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/imfwdjwusVg/s1600-h/elk+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307472879684126626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SafudsCXh6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/imfwdjwusVg/s400/elk+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SafudSYN_xI/AAAAAAAAAJI/7WeOtTRiNig/s1600-h/elk+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307472872796454674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SafudSYN_xI/AAAAAAAAAJI/7WeOtTRiNig/s400/elk+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They are pretty aren't they?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Other news from my neck of the woods.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a sad day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The newspaper called the "Rocky Mountain News" is shutting down.  I loved that news paper.  They put it together so you could read it like a book...I know I'm a dork.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was the largest newspaper in Colorado and it will be dearly missed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1080909389347869472-6565850350610294425?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/6565850350610294425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=6565850350610294425' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/6565850350610294425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/6565850350610294425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/02/am-i-being-punked.html' title='Am I being punked?'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SafueDScluI/AAAAAAAAAJg/M4B3pb7ZIec/s72-c/elk+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-8343684598587321561</id><published>2009-02-25T09:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T09:34:09.301-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep deprived'/><title type='text'>Hmmm</title><content type='html'>Kids are well.&lt;br /&gt;It's beautiful outside.&lt;br /&gt;I got 4 hours sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Not working out today.&lt;br /&gt;Taking a nap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1080909389347869472-8343684598587321561?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/8343684598587321561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=8343684598587321561' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/8343684598587321561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/8343684598587321561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/02/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-6743273791121362454</id><published>2009-02-24T10:28:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T11:00:36.720-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wii&apos;s and knees'/><title type='text'>Cool and Creepy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I did 35 minutes on the Wii today. I did too many stomach things. I know it's good for me, but dayam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Josh is home sick today :( This flu or whatever it is, is a pain in the butt for Josh. Chris had a 103 degree temp and he didn't move, eat or go to the bathroom for 3 days. Now he's right as rain. Poor Josh got a sore throat for 3 days and then he lost his voice for a few days. He had uber amounts of snot for days.  Almost a week later he gets the stomach part of it...poor kid.  This morning I didn't believe him that he was sick.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;When will I ever learn?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;He was maybe 5 and we were going a few towns over.  Josh was throwing a fit because he didn't want to go...said he didn't feel good.  I didn't believe him and we went.  He was laughing and running like a wildman...so I really didn't believe him.  We stopped at a fast food place on the way, got the food, set it on the table, Josh power puked everywhere.  I didn't know what to do, so I just did a little curtsy and apologized to the entire restaurant and ran out.  That was the first of many incidents all because I don't believe him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Last year he kept telling me his knee hurt...what ever, your just trying to get out of chores.  Ya know where he learned that from right?  Yeah..I was fresh out of a knee surgery and I didn't have to do any chores...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I finally give in and take him to my knee doc and they brought a wheelchair into the exam room and made it very clear to me that he was not to step on that leg...he would have surgery in 3 days.  WTF?  Yeah... I still feel guilty for that one.  He doesn't seem to feel pain like you or I do.  Or he doesn't express himself like you or I would.  I don't know but when he says he's sick, I'm learning that I should either put him to bed or call an ambulance????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is what I woke up to this morning...kinda cool, but also kinda creepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SaQwxK9CbcI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ngrhLO9J_bc/s1600-h/IMG_0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306419882261376450" style="WIDTH: 460px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SaQwxK9CbcI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ngrhLO9J_bc/s320/IMG_0405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SaQwxmpV0tI/AAAAAAAAAI4/_06C7ZsGq_s/s1600-h/IMG_0403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306419889694954194" style="WIDTH: 462px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SaQwxmpV0tI/AAAAAAAAAI4/_06C7ZsGq_s/s320/IMG_0403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SaQwwUYHVUI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Ha_QFOhU7zo/s1600-h/IMG_0407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306419867610993986" style="WIDTH: 460px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SaQwwUYHVUI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Ha_QFOhU7zo/s320/IMG_0407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SaQwxSoQu5I/AAAAAAAAAIw/nnvdSDYusww/s1600-h/IMG_0404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306419884321717138" style="WIDTH: 466px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SaQwxSoQu5I/AAAAAAAAAIw/nnvdSDYusww/s320/IMG_0404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SaQww5wd6_I/AAAAAAAAAIg/UJKw0aCnhM0/s1600-h/IMG_0406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306419877645249522" style="WIDTH: 458px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SaQww5wd6_I/AAAAAAAAAIg/UJKw0aCnhM0/s320/IMG_0406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;So that is my attitude today..cool and creepy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&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/1080909389347869472-6743273791121362454?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/6743273791121362454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=6743273791121362454' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/6743273791121362454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/6743273791121362454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/02/cool-and-creepy.html' title='Cool and Creepy'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SaQwxK9CbcI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ngrhLO9J_bc/s72-c/IMG_0405.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-4952395084588383751</id><published>2009-02-23T13:46:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T14:30:54.807-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wiiiiii'/><title type='text'>Wii not FIT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I got on the Wii this morning knowing that I didn't lose any weight since I was on 3 days ago. AHEM...I was set straight immediately...it was an entire week? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Are you sure? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;It has been a week? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The rotten little green spirit thingy that floats around to make you nervous says "You gained 4 lbs, would you like a tip?" OH I'll give you a tip...you dirty rotten M**^$%$%$(*$&amp;amp;(#&amp;amp;*(*@# *(%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm better now...really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SaMUg_frMeI/AAAAAAAAAHw/mf7nSo-a_Ro/s1600-h/kitty+wii+fit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306107343005233634" style="WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SaMUg_frMeI/AAAAAAAAAHw/mf7nSo-a_Ro/s320/kitty+wii+fit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Has anyone done the boxing yet? I almost killed my t.v. Seriously, there is a little ding right in the middle of the screen. I couldn't move my arms for a week, but I kilt the talking boxing bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am going to post how much I exercise on here everyday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well the days that I post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Dear god please help me to remember to work out...please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today I did 33 minutes and 3 reps of 12 for the fat stomach on my bow flex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Did you see my new profile picture? I totally stole the idea from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://carriestuckmann.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Candid Carrie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;No one touches my camera...no.one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So I had to stand in the bathroom and pose for myself. It's pretty entertaining to say the least. I know the picture is not very good either. I pushed several buttons trying to get the flash to stay off and I shouldn't have touched nothin. I will probably be stuck with blurry pictures from this day forth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;As soon as I talk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://adayinrhondaslife.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Rhonda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; into coming for a visit...I'm sure she'll fix it for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am still checking out schools. The college that is in the little town 20 miles from here offers a distant learning class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;It would be for a medical assistant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I would still get to say "Good Morning Hottie" to the doctors that way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ha ha if you could only see the doctor in the clinic here in my town. He is a little short Asian dude. Every time hubby goes in, Doc says "you fat" as he pats hubby's belly. He's a smart one though...he has never.ever. said "you fat" to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;My niece gave me this cool little gadget for Christmas. I love plants and flowers, but I didn't think this little guy was going to make a flower garden..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SaMOfJtTaGI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QYT4nZmczwc/s1600-h/IMG_0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306100714317244514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SaMOfJtTaGI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QYT4nZmczwc/s320/IMG_0398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Those are petunia's bloomin...in February...cool huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SaMOfVDdRLI/AAAAAAAAAHo/fk5oUqIgVXM/s1600-h/IMG_0400.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306100717362955442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SaMOfVDdRLI/AAAAAAAAAHo/fk5oUqIgVXM/s320/IMG_0400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;My roses from Valentines day are almost done...can you kinda see the barn? It's almost done too. My little carpenter grew gills and went home. You can't tell from the picture but it is raining...and it's supposed to continue allllll week. blech, I hate mud.&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/1080909389347869472-4952395084588383751?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/4952395084588383751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=4952395084588383751' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/4952395084588383751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/4952395084588383751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/02/wii-not-fit.html' title='Wii not FIT!'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SaMUg_frMeI/AAAAAAAAAHw/mf7nSo-a_Ro/s72-c/kitty+wii+fit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-1984430622292447105</id><published>2009-02-21T12:09:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T12:44:04.978-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schools and kids'/><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SaBYkJiQHuI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ebUZJrCzRzg/s1600-h/MyHero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305337739100561122" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SaBYkJiQHuI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ebUZJrCzRzg/s320/MyHero.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have been stealing stuff again!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I got this one from Asthma Girl...I am the queen of shopping see the picture?   It proves it!    Go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cpbintegrated.com/theherofactory/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; to make your hero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;OK serious stuff now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I met with the tech school yesterday and it sounds like it would be a really good career move, the hours are 8am to 1pm Monday through Thursday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Perfect right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;During the kids school year it would be easy peasy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;during the summer it's not so much doable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Remember I live 10 miles from any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;thing and the school is 50 miles away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;AND! Remember we have wildfires several times every summer, and when one of those baby's hit...you drive like a bat out of hell to get off of the mountain because there is only one road in and out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;My boys swear they would be fine, which is very sweet of them, when I know they are really terrified. I just can't make myself do that to them. I would never forgive myself if anything happened to them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So I am going to ask one more question of the school...can I split it up so I attend school while my kids are in school?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I really love where I live, really. But I get really tired of everything being such a big deal when you want to go somewhere. It is a huge deal to have anything delivered...I usually have to go to town and show them the way up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Unless you are the Russian dude from Dish Network...he found me way too easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Speaking of which.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;The hot little Russian dude was here again today lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I slunk off upstairs and let hubby deal with him this time. Hubby thought it was pretty funny! Damn Dish Network is a pain in the ass lately!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&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/1080909389347869472-1984430622292447105?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/1984430622292447105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=1984430622292447105' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/1984430622292447105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/1984430622292447105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/02/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SaBYkJiQHuI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ebUZJrCzRzg/s72-c/MyHero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-3567185338808886973</id><published>2009-02-20T08:12:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:23:45.776-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>I'm a sceeerd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; I have an appointment with a tech school in the city this morning...I'm looking at medical transcription/coding classes...12 months of school!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;What have I done?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm already thinking of reason's why not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;My sister, who works in *the* hospital in the city did tell me that medical coders make at least $20 an hour.   That put a little skip in my step, and then she told me that the radiology department got rid of all of their transcribers and replaced them with computers.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;There went the little skip.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;What if Deb and I do all of this work only to be replaced by a dang ole computer that won't even tell the cute doc's "good morning, hottie"?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have a ton of questions for the poor poor lady that will be helping me today.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;OK I'm off to tame the mane...that's a good enough reason to work from home...I have Medusa hair on a good day...everyday is a bad hair day.&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/1080909389347869472-3567185338808886973?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/3567185338808886973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=3567185338808886973' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/3567185338808886973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/3567185338808886973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-sceeerd.html' title='I&apos;m a sceeerd'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-3657468531058350106</id><published>2009-02-18T19:58:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:25:35.887-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='partay at Buddha&apos;s place'/><title type='text'>Check this out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Remember how... I have told all of you, that I am stumped as far as a writing subject everyday?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Wellll, I stole this idea from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://adayinrhondaslife.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Rhonda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;God I love to steal things from you guys...just kidding...sort of.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway Rhonda told me about this place called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogsvertise.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;blogsvertize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;.  It's kind of a neat idea, you review products for advertisers and get a little ka-ching for it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I was looking for someway to make money and stay home with the children/critters...this probably won't feed us all though :) They/I really do eat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;A LOT!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway go check it out.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Maybe we could make enough money to take a trip and have a big ole blog party, at my house, I am kind of in the middle of you all.  Deb will bring the toys, Marilyn will bring me a buffalo of my very own, Jill can bring herself and her sis to fix us if we get wounded in the process, Asthma Girl will bring her Brut Squad to keep Buddha busy while we visit.  Snooty is going to make us some yummy lobster quesadilla's, Tiff is coming to keep us laughing at her colorful southern language and to take a much needed break from her life.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;OK, if I left you out...appoint yourself something fun and lets make some money from these people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;How's that?  Do I get the job? Huh??  Do I?&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/1080909389347869472-3657468531058350106?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/3657468531058350106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=3657468531058350106' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/3657468531058350106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/3657468531058350106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/02/check-this-out.html' title='Check this out'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-7472946629992474640</id><published>2009-02-18T08:53:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T09:04:28.650-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God make it stop snowing'/><title type='text'>All Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SZwvUDOl_GI/AAAAAAAAAGE/kyPHqtcgEQ4/s1600-h/all+alone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304166482646006882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SZwvUDOl_GI/AAAAAAAAAGE/kyPHqtcgEQ4/s320/all+alone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ever feel like this?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That's how I feel today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is not my picture of course...I snagged it off of the internet...of course.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is what they said about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This shot is taken on a Norway’s cliff Prekestolen (also known as Preacher’s Pulpit).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That would probably be a fitting place for me to go today...the Preacher's Pulpit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1080909389347869472-7472946629992474640?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/7472946629992474640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=7472946629992474640' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/7472946629992474640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/7472946629992474640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-alone.html' title='All Alone'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SZwvUDOl_GI/AAAAAAAAAGE/kyPHqtcgEQ4/s72-c/all+alone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-2775264487978039263</id><published>2009-02-17T09:49:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T10:27:45.666-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicken sexing hahaha'/><title type='text'>The WINNERS ARE....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;OK, so I haven't forgotten all of you that entered the giveaway.  First place is taken but the other 2 prizes will be drawn for.   You guys gave some good ideas and I can't decide, I'm wishy washy like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;1st place goes to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://snootyprimadona.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Snooty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;.  I actually have checked on the Medical transcription field already and I think it's going to work for me.  You can work as much or as little as you want.  You plan your vacations.  You work in your jammies which by the way...sealed the deal.  I can also work in offices or hospitals later on in my life if I need to.  Sooo Miss Snoots gets 1st.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Second place goes to.....I have to go find a hat brb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I had Chris, who is home sick from school do the drawing.  I kid you not...he drew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theparksfarm.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Mrs Parks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;twice.  She has better odds I guess :)  We love her so much around here ya know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; &lt;em&gt; I almost had to call 911 this morning when I read her last comment about chicken sexing with a piece of toast in my mouth.  Someday I will learn not to read her with food or beverage.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;So I made him do one more for the third place winner and he drew out Karla.  It was  in the stars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://zanderandme.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; Karla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; just recently went through a house fire and she is living with her mom and dad.  So we are glad we can send her something a little fun!  Maybe a cookbook too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;So there you have it!  I really appreciate all of the thoughtful comments and suggestions.  Who knows if the transcription proves to be too hard for a senile ole bat like me...I might enjoy chicken sexing?  I could do doggie daycare and sex chickens all day...I'm already changing my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Will the winners please send me your address to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:alpacamountain@gmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;alpacamountain@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/1080909389347869472-2775264487978039263?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/2775264487978039263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=2775264487978039263' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/2775264487978039263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/2775264487978039263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/02/winners-are.html' title='The WINNERS ARE....'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-5371895630768292267</id><published>2009-02-13T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T06:54:01.511-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something new'/><title type='text'>The giveaway!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;OK here is the giveaway   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I would promise you my first born...but I kinda like him, so I can't do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am going to give you a generic resume and whoever comes up with the best idea of a job/career for me will win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have worked my entire life. I love to work and be around people...well nice people like you guys, not snotty bitches or leering men or screaming kids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I want to be around normal people, or work from home would be great too cuz I need to smooch on Buddha at least every 20 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is what I have done so far: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Age 12....bussed tables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Age 15....cleaned the above bar and restaurant before I went to school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Age 16....breakfast cook at same restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Age 16 married for the first time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Age 17....Quite school to go to work at a construction company, flagging for a pipeline that ran across the country &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Age 18.....divorced..you seen that one coming right?  Still flagging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Age 19....professional drinker and flagger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Age 20....flagger on I-70&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Age 21....waitress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Age 21...carpet installer's helper, linoleum installer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Age 22....painter of houses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Age 23....drywall finisher, more money than the painters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Age 28....decon washer. It was a federal job cleaning up mill tailings left behind from the Uranium mining many years earlier. Yes, Uranium is what killed my father...keep your fingers crossed for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Age 28-31...Safety Supervisor of job above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Age 31...mommy, yes it ended the above career.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Age 32...mommy again...accckckkck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Age 35...started my own floral/greenhouse business, I don't do well with little crabby old ladies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Age 39....Daycare provider...what was I thinking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Age 40... Kindergarten Para-professional...again what the hell was I thinking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Age 43...SAHM, Alpaca Madame, pooper picker upper, help hubby with office work, interior designer..cough.. and a devote Buddha lover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pretty scary huh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I did get my GED in 1985 and I have done 2 years of college but I have yet to get an associate degree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm a bit of an invalid. Because of my professional drinking career when I was 19...broke my knee skiing with a hangover.  Three surgery's later I am a gimp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;My hands are getting arthritis from too many years of drywall work.  So even though I still have all of my tools...I refuse to drywall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;My brain is broken from the kids (mine and other peoples).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well hows that for an impossible task? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;What kind of job/career should I pursue?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;The BEST/favorite idea will receive a complete set of facial products from Skinlogics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;(...it was another one of my career choices gone bad. Last Christmas I was going to sell Skinlogics and have Spa Parties....sounds like fun huh? They even give away Mustangs to their top people! OH my...where do I sign? Only problem is that everyone and their sisters were doing the same thing around here...What I am trying to say is the stuff is fresh and not old.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;This set includes a facial scrub, moisturizer, cleansing gel, tonic and 1 oz of Regeneration tight, firm and fill cream.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is the best selling package for Beauticontrol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SZSKA9tlMCI/AAAAAAAAAFk/LLnKZ2dPMw4/s1600-h/IMG_0320.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302014410492293154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SZSKA9tlMCI/AAAAAAAAAFk/LLnKZ2dPMw4/s320/IMG_0320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Second BEST/favorite idea will win the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Save your Sole set...it's yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SZSKBCnwSKI/AAAAAAAAAFs/xSXf_1UQepE/s1600-h/IMG_0322.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302014411810031778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SZSKBCnwSKI/AAAAAAAAAFs/xSXf_1UQepE/s320/IMG_0322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Third BEST/favorite idea will win the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Creamy *Margarita* body lotion and Frozen *Margarita* foot cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;....this stuff will take you straight to the Bahama's...if only in your mind,  just sayin...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And because I love you,  I will throw in a jar of Herbal serenity aromatherapy instant manicure with this set.   My favorite stuff :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SZSKBXTQP_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/nLgz_ZBxfPY/s1600-h/IMG_0323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302014417361190898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SZSKBXTQP_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/nLgz_ZBxfPY/s320/IMG_0323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OK ladies and guys?  Do I have any guys reading???  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is going to be hard because I have been home so long that I am afraid to go out and successfully get *that* job.  I see stuff all the time and then I conveniently forget to go apply.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am open to training/schooling for any thing that you come up with.  As of today, I don't need a job for the money, but for my sanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If I only get one entry...you get it all, and I get to stay home and forget the whole deal...hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/1080909389347869472-5371895630768292267?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/5371895630768292267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=5371895630768292267' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/5371895630768292267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/5371895630768292267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/02/giveaway.html' title='The giveaway!'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SZSKA9tlMCI/AAAAAAAAAFk/LLnKZ2dPMw4/s72-c/IMG_0320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-1636011715065786453</id><published>2009-02-12T11:11:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T12:53:56.191-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child abuse or not'/><title type='text'>The Outcome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I loved all of your answers...I went through the same feelings one by one.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I need to clarify the story a bit more for you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;First off the little boy gets bloody noses because of dry heat not because mom hits him....(I think!)  No I'm sure.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Another thing I left out.  Last year little boy was in this same daycare.  Mom came to get him one day...earlier than normal, only to find her son locked in a high chair because he was out of control.  Yeah, you guessed it.  Mom told them that she would turn them in if she ever caught them doing that again and pulled him out of that daycare.  She has been through the last 2 daycare in town since then.  This little 4 year old likes to get into trouble.  I also tried to watch him here in my home...he shoved my cat off of the 2nd floor balcony.  I hated it, but I had to ask to get out of my obligation too.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Any way mom being out of choices, she HAD to return him to this questionable daycare under a new manager (mayors wife) plus old manager (high school principals wife) in tow.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;You see, I know this girl and her rotten and adorable 4 year old boy from working together in the ABC daycare, several years back.  She's sweet but she will never win mom of the year, but she doesn't down right abuse her kids either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The outcome:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The said daycare called the police on mom after she dropped off  the 4 year old and explained that he got another bloody nose.  She jokingly said "probably cuz I smacked him for cussing".  The daycare waited for her to leave and called the police, the social services and the county sheriff.  The police showed up at her house at 9 pm that night telling her that they were going to take her kids away from her.  Took pictures of the 4 year old, without his clothes on.  Questioned her 6 year old daughter who was molested last year by a sicko boyfriend...I said she wouldn't win mom of the year.  Got the grandma involved...it went on for days...well it still goes on.  At the public school where this actually happened, the teachers gave her a glowing review to the police and SS.  The police dropped anything they had because they didn't have enough to go on.  The social services are still involved however.  The dude from SS said he was going to do everything in his power to get this in front of a judge.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So there you have it.  I am leaning towards mom because I know that she has requested a psych evaluation for the terrible 4 year old and I know her mom really well and grandma keeps those kids well taken care of.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's just one of those things where you feel sorry for the kid and you do what I did, you jump in to help, only to find out that you are not anymore capable than the mom or the daycare.  I know deep down the little boy just wants attention...good or bad...however he can get it.  But whatta ya do?  I kissed him way too much...when I see him in the grocery store I still get mooches from him, but I can't take care of him now because now I have the almighty and wonderful Buddha.  Nothing must ever.happen.to.Buddha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am going to be doing a giveaway tomorrow.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;It will require you to put your thinking caps on and help a sista out!&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/1080909389347869472-1636011715065786453?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/1636011715065786453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=1636011715065786453' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/1636011715065786453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/1636011715065786453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/02/outcome.html' title='The Outcome'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-4488168641237072123</id><published>2009-02-10T07:54:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T08:03:53.535-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='When is it child abuse'/><title type='text'>What would you do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What would you do if a young single mom was picking her child up from pre-school to take him to daycare and the 4 year old boy throws himself down on the ground (mom has a broken ankle also) and screams at the top of his lungs "I don't want to go to the F***king daycare!!!" Mom promptly and swiftly smacks little boy in the mouth...not hard, but hard enough to get his attention.   Little boy gets a bloody nose.  But! you also know that this little boy gets a bloody nose at least once a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Call Social services?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The police?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Think to your self..."little shit deserved it"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Talk to the mom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm curious what you guys would do...leave me a comment and tomorrow or there abouts I will tell you what happened.&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/1080909389347869472-4488168641237072123?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/4488168641237072123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=4488168641237072123' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/4488168641237072123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/4488168641237072123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-would-you-do.html' title='What would you do?'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-546223141637381750</id><published>2009-02-05T06:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T06:45:00.845-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma Ellen'/><title type='text'>Dreams live on</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;When I was 26 or so, I used to go swimming at a place they called pinion. This fabulous swimming hole was about 10 miles from town and it was just beautiful. The river rocks used to fascinate me to no end. In fact I loaded up a bunch of them and built a rockin flower bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;That's what I called it...rockin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;I even got hired by a housing contractor to bring in a bunch of them for Oliver Stone's cabin, that was being built outside of Telluride...they were beautiful and they made his fireplace a site to see. I think he got his $90's worth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;I used to go swimming at pinion and on the way in you passed an old cabin that was falling down. I noticed several years in a row, that there were lilacs blooming every spring when I would take my dogs out to swim in the creek. It was too cold for a wimp like me...the water was fresh off of the mountain. I had to wait till mid July before I could force myself in. I could however sit for hours up there by the creek, there were only peaceful sounds and you could think without interruption for days I suppose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Every time I would drive by the old cabin I would get a little sad...I wondered who lived there? Were they happy? Where did they go? It was after all, a beautiful place to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Jump ahead 10 years...I found out who used to live there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;My mom and her family. Her mom died shortly after they moved out of the cabin and moved into town. Grandma Ellen died of leukemia in 1953, my mom was 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is the latest thing that my mom has sent to me to haunt me till my dying days. Funny thing is...the crazy bitch doesn't know that I used to hang out at the cabin. My Auntie told me, years after my time up there that, that is where they lived for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SYpG1LVpH3I/AAAAAAAAAFY/u-g2e7EZLnM/s1600-h/lilac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299125790945386354" style="WIDTH: 101px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SYpG1LVpH3I/AAAAAAAAAFY/u-g2e7EZLnM/s320/lilac.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Dreams live on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The walls of the old old cabin were weathered soft and brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The creek still sang by the doorway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The fences were crumbling down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The plowed ground taken over by the wild brush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;A dream here that proved to be in vain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;But straight and tall by the doorway the lilacs were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;blooming again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;You could tell by the look of the cabin the years had been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;many and long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;But a dream still lived in the lilacs long after the dreamer was gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ellen Davis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;1916-1953&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;My Grandma Ellen was a bit of a poet in her time. She had a few of her poems published. Although I couldn't tell you where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1080909389347869472-546223141637381750?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/546223141637381750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=546223141637381750' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/546223141637381750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/546223141637381750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/02/dreams-live-on.html' title='Dreams live on'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SYpG1LVpH3I/AAAAAAAAAFY/u-g2e7EZLnM/s72-c/lilac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-8410779974530194138</id><published>2009-02-04T12:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T13:02:15.236-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah blah'/><title type='text'>Chemical Peels..anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Has anyone ever had one?  Do they hurt?  My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;esthetician&lt;/span&gt; says that the one she uses has a built in numbing effect?  Is she lying to me?  OK  you guys wouldn't lie to me would you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I finally get 3 seconds to myself and now I have to go get kids in 20 minutes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My son and mostly me got an A+ on our science fair project!  The science teacher was so proud of me :)  OK she was proud of Josh too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Buddha is still a non housebroken little turd..literally.  Now he likes to bark in the middle of the night, right in my ear.  He hears the healer outside barking and running the deer off of my haystack and he has to tell everyone in the house what a good job she is doing. Little ass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Could whoever commented as anon please sign your name to your comments...I am so paranoid that I will have to shut this blog down too.  AND THEN YOU WILL HAVE TO DEAL WITH MRS PARKS!  You seriously don't want that!  She got a, new to her, sewing machine and she knows how to use it now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1080909389347869472-8410779974530194138?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/8410779974530194138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=8410779974530194138' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/8410779974530194138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/8410779974530194138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/02/chemical-peelsanyone.html' title='Chemical Peels..anyone?'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-8020980255322339120</id><published>2009-02-02T21:25:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:35:58.784-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writers block'/><title type='text'>I don't deserve the dear and very sweet Mrs Parks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here I am getting "stuff" done and Mrs Parks in tending to my fading blog...what a sweet heart! I am going to have to send her puffy heart things for V day. Hmmm...flowers? Candy? A little Russian dude perhaps? Just kidding, sort of, about the Russian dude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have hit a huge major gigantic wall...I can't for the life of me think of anything to blog about??? Any ideas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So I give you some funny pictures I got in an email...their kind of rude....so if you have tender eyes...don't look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SYfIyJh8XJI/AAAAAAAAAE4/N2Ugrx2ZXHw/s1600-h/regret.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298424250501979282" style="WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SYfIyJh8XJI/AAAAAAAAAE4/N2Ugrx2ZXHw/s320/regret.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SYfIycuo-GI/AAAAAAAAAFA/YgTIO1eclKw/s1600-h/fuck+it.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298424255655508066" style="WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SYfIycuo-GI/AAAAAAAAAFA/YgTIO1eclKw/s320/fuck+it.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SYfIyf9SyYI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Z4_MNRPpWNc/s1600-h/Horny.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298424256522275202" style="WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SYfIyf9SyYI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Z4_MNRPpWNc/s320/Horny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/1080909389347869472-8020980255322339120?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/8020980255322339120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=8020980255322339120' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/8020980255322339120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/8020980255322339120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-dont-deserve-dear-and-very-sweet-mrs.html' title='I don&apos;t deserve the dear and very sweet Mrs Parks!'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SYfIyJh8XJI/AAAAAAAAAE4/N2Ugrx2ZXHw/s72-c/regret.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-560367982284239603</id><published>2009-01-30T11:40:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T11:36:31.390-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot Russian Dudes'/><title type='text'>Hello, My name is Buddha's Mom and I am a bad blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Where in the heck do the days go?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;OK, I have apologized...now I have a funny story that happened today.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My Dish Network went out again 3 days ago.  Yes, I have been without TV for 3 days...it's un-heard of around here.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Anyway the guy shows up this morning and he's in his early 20's.  He sounds like he's from Russia or somewhere there abouts and he can't speak very good English yet.  He's a little on the adorable side too...should that matter?  No, not unless your a mean ole SAHM like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So Russian dude comes in and takes his boots off at the door... (I think I love him!) and says "What seems to be you problem with you TV? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Me... "I don't have TV".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Russian dude... "Where is your dish Ma'am?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Me..."Up on the left side of the house..over there...you can get to it by going through my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;bedroom window."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Russian dude...(all squirmy and terrified looking) uhm...ok...uhmm, OK Ma'am I will go to your bedroom."  He was terrified!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Me..."Would you like some coffee or a soda?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Russian dude..."Gulp..No thank you Ma'am."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Me..."Well, if you would rather you could use a ladder from the front porch too."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Russian dude...(very relieved) "OH! OK OK that's what I will do Ma'am!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Poor handsome little Russian dude thought he was going to get raped by probably another SAHM.   Bwhahahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sadly that's where my story ends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1080909389347869472-560367982284239603?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/560367982284239603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=560367982284239603' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/560367982284239603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/560367982284239603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-my-name-is-buddhas-mom-and-i-am.html' title='Hello, My name is Buddha&apos;s Mom and I am a bad blogger'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-7712627781346244387</id><published>2009-01-23T05:42:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T06:02:16.613-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Are you acidic or alkali?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have you seen these yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SXm8Qy5eOcI/AAAAAAAAAEg/DBob4C-SJsw/s1600-h/book-hometestph-kit-200805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294469833677486530" style="WIDTH: 90px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SXm8Qy5eOcI/AAAAAAAAAEg/DBob4C-SJsw/s320/book-hometestph-kit-200805.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.feelgoodfood.com/feel-good-food-products-ph-kits.php"&gt;Human ph strips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I discovered these over at Ashley's Closet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I took my test yesterday and I am slightly acidic and I should pay attention to what I eat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well Duh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No seriously, it says if you are too acidic it could interfere with your weight loss. I'm all about the ever eluding weight loss. I did hubby, both kids and Buddha. Buddha was quite willing to take my little test. The kids and Buddha are in good shape. Hubby and I need to possibly quit drinking diet Pepsi :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have to investigate more before I do something so drastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It has rained alllllll night....on top of our 3 foot of snow....messy messy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is a huge block of snow that is sliding off of my roof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SXm8RE_OvNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/piYniwI-3pE/s1600-h/IMG_0227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294469838533475538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SXm8RE_OvNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/piYniwI-3pE/s320/IMG_0227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/1080909389347869472-7712627781346244387?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/7712627781346244387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=7712627781346244387' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/7712627781346244387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/7712627781346244387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/01/are-you-acidic-or-alkali.html' title='Are you acidic or alkali?'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SXm8Qy5eOcI/AAAAAAAAAEg/DBob4C-SJsw/s72-c/book-hometestph-kit-200805.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-4167230914275094071</id><published>2009-01-22T07:45:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T08:26:22.510-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studs and more studs'/><title type='text'>It came back positive!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's official...I'm gonna be an alpaca nanny (?) mommy (?) grandma (? shut up) somewhere around June 21st. En Vogues pregnancy test came back positive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy dances for Vogue! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;She was bred to this guy... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SXiHooz6EZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/-l9Pm-yeVeA/s1600-h/Camelot.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294130494193668498" style="WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SXiHooz6EZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/-l9Pm-yeVeA/s320/Camelot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Alpaca, Camelot...not Justin ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So I'm thinking...the baby will beeeee... white! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Whites are not my favorite but their fleece is in higher demand because you can dye it any color you choose. Bummer thing is the alpacas carry their baby's for 11 months, acckkkk I don't think I can wait 5 more months. It was like torture waiting 6 months to find out if she was even pregnant. Yes! I was a mess when I was pregnant myself. I have the patience of a 2 year old and it does not do me well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;More good news!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I finalized the deal last night to get Ronda and Baby Cakes bred to this guy in March...He resides in New York but he is making a trip to Denver just to meet Ronda and Baby...oooo la la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SXiLAbcGp_I/AAAAAAAAAEI/8eFpaWcRGIY/s1600-h/11993_24161_AURELIUSJULY20072LKB.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294134201455912946" style="WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SXiLAbcGp_I/AAAAAAAAAEI/8eFpaWcRGIY/s320/11993_24161_AURELIUSJULY20072LKB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Isn't he handsome?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SXiLAFgUBUI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3vEuNOL9c1s/s1600-h/11993_24161_ANADphotoauralius.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294134195567985986" style="WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SXiLAFgUBUI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3vEuNOL9c1s/s320/11993_24161_ANADphotoauralius.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And then, as if the waiting wasn't bad enough...I will get En Vogue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;(it seems barbaric to me, but you re-breed them 3 weeks after they give birth??) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;and Rita bred to this guy, we hope.  He hasn't made any baby's yet so we are hoping that by July he will be ready.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The younger boys...ya know...the inexperienced boys are cheaper, just like in real life lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SXiLAVCW0rI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/0PX4HNoNBTw/s1600-h/11993_27523_MaxxMay2008LKB.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294134199737307826" style="WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SXiLAVCW0rI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/0PX4HNoNBTw/s320/11993_27523_MaxxMay2008LKB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;He seems to be a bit on the wild side...he will fit right in around here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SXiLAULuXOI/AAAAAAAAAEY/021nz2T9EOU/s1600-h/11993_27523_MaxxNationals6LKB.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294134199508163810" style="WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SXiLAULuXOI/AAAAAAAAAEY/021nz2T9EOU/s320/11993_27523_MaxxNationals6LKB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Are you sick of my baby stories yet?  I am so excited I have to tell someone!  Hubby is sick of listening to me talk about other studs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1080909389347869472-4167230914275094071?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/4167230914275094071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=4167230914275094071' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/4167230914275094071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/4167230914275094071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-came-back-positive.html' title='It came back positive!'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SXiHooz6EZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/-l9Pm-yeVeA/s72-c/Camelot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-4958338708825730266</id><published>2009-01-21T11:11:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T11:35:55.745-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boring'/><title type='text'>Chi's, Tuna Casserole and alpacas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So I am at a loss today. What to blog about? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;. The little Chi Chi would rather eat cake than a diet tuna &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;casserole&lt;/span&gt;....I can't say as I blame him. I didn't want anyone to know that I was eating cake, but in the name of blogging nothing is sacred. Besides I started and I must have sugar...damned be the one that gets in my way! Except little Buddha...I would share my husband if he/Buddha wanted him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bwhahaha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Buddha is the subject of blogging today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SXdn664fLXI/AAAAAAAAADI/oWNUyjh2QCc/s1600-h/IMG_0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293814148933561714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SXdn664fLXI/AAAAAAAAADI/oWNUyjh2QCc/s320/IMG_0226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So anyway I am registering my alpacas and getting a breeder id blah blah today (did you know it cost $50 a head to register an alpaca and $125 for a breeder id? I didn't and I'm still having sticker shock). Anyway remember the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;caricature&lt;/span&gt; guy, his name is Rick, that commented on my other blog? Well he made me a logo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SXdn7OADxmI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wY9qLaekgrY/s1600-h/HousetopMt.Logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293814154065593954" style="WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SXdn7OADxmI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wY9qLaekgrY/s320/HousetopMt.Logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;What do you think? Pretty awesome right? I took 4 million pictures of my mountain and of Baby Cakes and I think he nailed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am spoiling the girls today. They have been in the tiny little pen too long, so I let them out onto my yard...gasp...don't tell hubby. Well hubby will figure it out when he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sees&lt;/span&gt; alpaca prints to hell and back in the snow. You probably can't see them out the window? I think one of the cats is teasing them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SXdn6XMofFI/AAAAAAAAADA/S53KL6Z0bZk/s1600-h/IMG_0223.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293814139354381394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SXdn6XMofFI/AAAAAAAAADA/S53KL6Z0bZk/s320/IMG_0223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well hows that for an absolutely boring day?&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/1080909389347869472-4958338708825730266?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/4958338708825730266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=4958338708825730266' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/4958338708825730266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/4958338708825730266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/01/chis-tuna-casserole-and-alpacas.html' title='Chi&apos;s, Tuna Casserole and alpacas'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SXdn664fLXI/AAAAAAAAADI/oWNUyjh2QCc/s72-c/IMG_0226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-7746948356564523884</id><published>2009-01-20T06:34:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T07:49:58.683-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alpaca babies'/><title type='text'>Denver National Stock Show 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I went, I saw and can I just say it was nuts! The only thing I have to compare to this was Bourbon Street during Mardi Gras. While these people were drinking they were not throwing beads or showing off their tata's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;They were however wearing their cowboy hats that look like they are used once a year. Their cowboy boots were brand new and stiff. Their children were enthralled by the sight of the horses, cattle, sheep, pigs and the alpacas. They had the alpacas stuck in a far away corner of the stadium, but it was well worth the hike. The huacaya alpacas look like really odd teddy bears and the children loved them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I also fell in love while I was there. His name is Maxx. Maxx is awesome. I do believe Maxx is going to be the daddy to my babies....well at least one of my babies. I found a godsend at the stock show. She has some beautiful male suri alpacas (both of the guys that she had there, took Grand Champion in their class this year!) that will fit into my program perfectly. I went out to her farm and visited for a couple of hours. I think in those 2 hours I learned enough to feel comfortable with sending all of my girls to her. Not only does she have Maxx, she also has Aurileus, Rockstar and Snowman...and she said she would pick which herd sire would go best with my girls... sniff ....I am so happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;She also took me into her studio.....heaven is all I can say. She has her fleece made into fabric instead of yarn. When you ran your hand across it, it felt like silk but thicker like creme de la creme as compared to milk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am also a lazy idiot! I didn't take my new camera. I thought it would be too heavy to pack around along with my purse and my spoiled little dog...I was right but I missed some awesome shots. Anyway I borrowed this picture from the Internet because it is of the Stock Show parade in downtown Denver this year AND it is across the street from where we stayed. If you ever get a chance to come to Denver, you have to stay at the Oxford Hotel. It is one of the oldest hotels in Denver that was built during the silver rush during the 1800's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Very nice cozy hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SXXU6X2loeI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6DgEfNgqlb0/s1600-h/stockshow_unionstation.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293371036344361442" style="WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SXXU6X2loeI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6DgEfNgqlb0/s320/stockshow_unionstation.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Photo by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://denver.about.com/mbiopage.htm" zt="18/1YF/Zf"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Nina Davidson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;OK unfortunately I have to clean up now. My house looks like a class 5 hurricane hit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;OH I almost forgot .... Yea Obama!  What a day this will be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SXXU6X2loeI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6DgEfNgqlb0/s1600-h/stockshow_unionstation.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1080909389347869472-7746948356564523884?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/7746948356564523884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=7746948356564523884' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/7746948356564523884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/7746948356564523884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/01/denver-national-stock-show-2009.html' title='Denver National Stock Show 2009'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SXXU6X2loeI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6DgEfNgqlb0/s72-c/stockshow_unionstation.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-2737319899089060219</id><published>2009-01-15T20:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T20:48:16.882-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='droopy eyes'/><title type='text'>Friday's Foto</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Dad and Clyde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SWzvRnpzq8I/AAAAAAAAACY/YwAwREWXU6g/s1600-h/Dand+and+Clyde.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290866748234640322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SWzvRnpzq8I/AAAAAAAAACY/YwAwREWXU6g/s320/Dand+and+Clyde.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Aren't they a handsome couple? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;This was taken 8 years ago at Bullhead City, Nevada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;They were not hung over or sick they just seem to look like they are. Dad was asleep and lard ass Clyde decided he wanted to nap with Dad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Rest in peace guys. I miss you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carriestuckmann.blogspot.com/"&gt;Head over to Candid Carries for some Friday Foto Fun!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1080909389347869472-2737319899089060219?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/2737319899089060219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=2737319899089060219' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/2737319899089060219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/2737319899089060219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/01/fridays-foto.html' title='Friday&apos;s Foto'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SWzvRnpzq8I/AAAAAAAAACY/YwAwREWXU6g/s72-c/Dand+and+Clyde.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-9063779061110305612</id><published>2009-01-15T09:23:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T10:26:18.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting sucks'/><title type='text'>He evicted them :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hell froze over yesterday!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I broke down and cleaned youngest's room, I know, I'm weak.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; (I couldn't find the Buddha poo in that mess)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Upon seeing youngest's room last night, oldest declares he wants me to do his room too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;His only request is a sad one...he said to get rid of all of his stuffed animals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Whaaaaaa boo hoo sniff, snivel.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want my baby back!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I do not want to enter this next realm that is looming upon us.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just so you know my dear friends I fully intend on screaming and kicking the entire way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SW9ltEiUgnI/AAAAAAAAACo/zwQ0MnDSQ8k/s1600-h/IMG_0220.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291559912169833074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SW9ltEiUgnI/AAAAAAAAACo/zwQ0MnDSQ8k/s320/IMG_0220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He did say these 2 could stay.   One I gave him in the hospital after his hip surgery and the other one he has been attached to since he was a little guy, sniff OK....I feel a little better :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SW9ltqYhhFI/AAAAAAAAACw/NUiQKTcFVuM/s1600-h/IMG_0221.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291559922329289810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SW9ltqYhhFI/AAAAAAAAACw/NUiQKTcFVuM/s320/IMG_0221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/1080909389347869472-9063779061110305612?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/9063779061110305612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=9063779061110305612' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/9063779061110305612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/9063779061110305612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/01/he-evicted-them.html' title='He evicted them :('/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SW9ltEiUgnI/AAAAAAAAACo/zwQ0MnDSQ8k/s72-c/IMG_0220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-36375993652648374</id><published>2009-01-13T15:21:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T15:38:57.251-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chubby butts'/><title type='text'>Trigger ain't got nothin on me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SW0VB8y5keI/AAAAAAAAACg/DrRcaL4I-Ro/s1600-h/IMG_0169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290908260473868770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SW0VB8y5keI/AAAAAAAAACg/DrRcaL4I-Ro/s320/IMG_0169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Do ya think I am feeding him enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Is this what they mean by "A figure like Trigger"?&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/1080909389347869472-36375993652648374?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/36375993652648374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=36375993652648374' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/36375993652648374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/36375993652648374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/01/trigger-aint-got-nothin-on-me.html' title='Trigger ain&apos;t got nothin on me'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SW0VB8y5keI/AAAAAAAAACg/DrRcaL4I-Ro/s72-c/IMG_0169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-7716239963277936414</id><published>2009-01-13T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T06:19:00.369-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='must have heat'/><title type='text'>Florida Keys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SWtE43l4w3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/9G5LjvpKdZQ/s1600-h/1471494-Florida_Keys-Florida_Keys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290397931063001970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SWtE43l4w3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/9G5LjvpKdZQ/s320/1471494-Florida_Keys-Florida_Keys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am going somewhere warm for Spring Break, I want to go to the Florida Keys. Can someone tell me where to stay? I have to take my dog, who is not really a dog. It has to be Tween friendly because I can't stand it when my kids stand in the middle of the motel room and whine that they are bored.&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/1080909389347869472-7716239963277936414?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/7716239963277936414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=7716239963277936414' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/7716239963277936414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/7716239963277936414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/01/florida-keys.html' title='Florida Keys'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SWtE43l4w3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/9G5LjvpKdZQ/s72-c/1471494-Florida_Keys-Florida_Keys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-2285644962170577695</id><published>2009-01-12T05:25:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T06:18:24.614-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alpaca baby&apos;s'/><title type='text'>SWF Looking for long walks in the park and baby's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have been online all weekend trying to find a boyfriend/husband for the girls. Can I just say this is going to be difficult. So many handsome fellas...so little money. There was one guy that was $50,000 he was pretty but not that pretty. That would be like the movie Pretty Woman. My girls aren't rich and neither is their owner. These are some of my picks. This first one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alpacanation.com/alpacasforsale/03_viewalpaca.asp?name=110820"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Polo Fields Brix &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;would make beautiful baby's with Rita, but they are both a few years away from the responsibility's of parent hood lol. And then there is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alpacanation.com/alpacasforsale/03_viewalpaca.asp?name=44271"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pro's Caliber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; who is awesome and quite experienced with the ladies. I really like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alpacanation.com/alpacasforsale/03_viewalpaca.asp?name=70104"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Suri Peaks Zakar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; but he is going to put a dent into the pocketbook. It is so confusing when you don't know what your looking for. Hubby is going to take me to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nationalwestern.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;National Western Stock show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;in Denver this weekend. I am going to be sitting on the judges laps asking a million questions like a curious 4 year old. Yeah... I would probably be escorted out by security.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I found a vet from a few towns over that was willing to make a house call on a Saturday. We were trying to do a pregers test on En Vogue. En Vogue is a bitch...a really mean one. There was four of us sitting/laying/pushing on her and we just barely got enough blood for the test. If she was pregnant she probably aborted. I really don't think she is pregnant but I am hoping!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Buddha tried to commit suicide yesterday...the dumb little shit ran into the alpaca pen like he knew what he was doing?? Honda Ronda reared up on her back feet and came down inches away from him. I had 37 heart attacks before I could catch him...he thought we were all playing with him. grrrr. I have to teach him to "come" bewwwwwaaahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I got another card from the crazy mother. She basically said that I can't change the past so I should grow up and act like an adult. I really would like to right something back but I will be the grown up in this sick little situation. The funny thing is on the back of the envelope it said "Good Letter", hubby and I both started laughing. There is no such thing as a good letter from her. I must be getting a handle on the situation...it bothered me for about 3 seconds and then I read the rest of my mail, while muttering something about being a crazy bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Did you notice my wallpaper? I did it all by myself...yay me. It doesn't really match the rest of the blog...but I got it on there so I will now become Sybil the second.&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/1080909389347869472-2285644962170577695?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/2285644962170577695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=2285644962170577695' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/2285644962170577695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/2285644962170577695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/01/swf-looking-for-long-walk-in-parks-and.html' title='SWF Looking for long walks in the park and baby&apos;s'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-5954723600062624734</id><published>2009-01-09T12:37:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T13:05:45.705-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys stink'/><title type='text'>My world is tilted a little to the left</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;LOOK OUT SYBILS SISTER IS IN THE HOUSE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I stayed up half of the night last night trying to download and learn Photoshop c4....It downloaded after an hour and a half last night.  This morning I uninstalled it.  I would need 2 years of training to figure that stuff out.  Anyway I am a bit on the grouchy side from my little all night party with photoshop.  I am telling hubby who is still home from his encounter with the dentist, that I don't know what to do with my boys.  Why are they so slovenly?  I wish I had a girl (I know I know, I haven't had any sleep).  I'm almost in tears because of the crap all over the house...their clothes thrown where ever they drop off of their stinky bods.  They leave towels all over the bathroom and Buddha poo's on them..icky.  And you have heard my tales of their bedrooms.  You get the idea right?  I'm fed up.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;My little sister calls about the time I am ready to take off running from my dirty house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't know if I ever mentioned her adoption of 4 kids within 2 years.  She and her husband tried for 10 years or so to have babies of their own.  She finally decided to become a foster parent and wound up adopting 4 of the 6 kids that she fostered.  Pretty cool story right?  She calls this morning to tell me that my BIL had to move out of the house...he did something inappropriate.   Uhhhmmm what?  I have called her back twice in the last hour to ask her again what she just told me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Apparently it was something that is not one but two felonies, BUT it's not bad enough for her to divorce him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;She is going to work it out.  They are getting a lawyer to help them get him back in her house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am so confused.  She started to tell me what it was that he did and I told her I didn't want to know.  I am going to have to make ANOTHER phone call and ask because I am confused as shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is the sister with her shit together and she wants to save her marriage to him, and the two girls that he did something inappropriate with, want him to come home...they are not afraid of him. What? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;OK you get that I am confused right?  Here's what I started out to tell you.  My kids' rooms are a minuscule drop in the bucket compared to the world around me.  Dirty smirty...that's my excuse for not cleaning up after my two male pigs today.&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/1080909389347869472-5954723600062624734?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/5954723600062624734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=5954723600062624734' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/5954723600062624734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/5954723600062624734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-world-is-tilted-little-to-left.html' title='My world is tilted a little to the left'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-7835492210203839027</id><published>2009-01-08T12:13:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T12:17:08.867-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sneaky me'/><title type='text'>Tee Hee</title><content type='html'>I just imported all of my post from the other blog onto this blog and now I am going to delete that other blog ;P....do you think she will find me? All 302 posts are in my list of post's, but not published.  So that means they won't come up if they are googled right.  Right?  Right...damn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1080909389347869472-7835492210203839027?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/7835492210203839027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=7835492210203839027' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/7835492210203839027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/7835492210203839027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/01/tee-hee.html' title='Tee Hee'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-4862166822286380953</id><published>2009-01-07T05:44:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T18:50:14.854-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Herding cats'/><title type='text'>Everyone needs a little Sybil in their lives</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Did you notice the wallpaper? Sybil aka Miss Marilyn was so kind as to help me put a wallpaper on the blog. Cool huh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Speaking of cool...is anyone else sick of winter already? It snowed again and again and again and it is starting to interfere with my life. hhaha. It has to be pretty bad to interfere with my boring life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;First off I have been without Internet for 4 days...cuz that's how smart I am. I thought the snow filling up the satellite dish was messing up my connection.  Nope it wasn't that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Second off hubby has a terrible case of periodontal disease. He had to have all of his top teeth pulled and a few on the bottom. This was on Monday. He couldn't talk until last night. That's when he says "My card may have expired" (the one that pays the satellite people?) ahhahahaaaaa. So I was on the phone until 9:00 pm last night talking to some people down south. I say that because they reminded me of Tiffany on her video. I would giggle every time one of them would talk to me. I could listen to them talk all day long. So anyway that explains my MIA situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;My kids started back to school on Tuesday, how is it possible that you get busier when you ship them off? They are not happy about the fact that they HAVE TO GO back to school. It is a good thing they went back...they were about to be absorbed by xbox. I can't complain too much I think I have WIIitis. I play the WII for awhile and then I can't move my arms for awhile. I have been walking around ouch...ouch...ouch. I guess that means I am overdoing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;OK enough of my crap...here is a picture of Buddha herding cats. They said it couldn't be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Rollin, rollin, rollin...keep those kitties rollin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SWVY4ZNuGFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/a8SR-kjgsc4/s1600-h/2009+052.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288731063280867410" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SWVY4ZNuGFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/a8SR-kjgsc4/s320/2009+052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;You can't see it in the first picture, but he has back up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SWVY4w7JpeI/AAAAAAAAACA/tRCSDQrmkXs/s1600-h/2009+059.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288731069645432290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SWVY4w7JpeI/AAAAAAAAACA/tRCSDQrmkXs/s320/2009+059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Herding kitties is hard work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SWVY33RYFjI/AAAAAAAAABw/cWffR50d3Pc/s1600-h/2009+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288731054169396786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SWVY33RYFjI/AAAAAAAAABw/cWffR50d3Pc/s320/2009+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&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/1080909389347869472-4862166822286380953?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/4862166822286380953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=4862166822286380953' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/4862166822286380953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/4862166822286380953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/01/everyone-needs-little-sybil-in-their.html' title='Everyone needs a little Sybil in their lives'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SWVY4ZNuGFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/a8SR-kjgsc4/s72-c/2009+052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-3421742765944787145</id><published>2009-01-06T17:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T18:59:47.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sybil has left the building!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1080909389347869472-3421742765944787145?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/3421742765944787145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=3421742765944787145' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/3421742765944787145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/3421742765944787145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/01/under-construction.html' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Ak3PuBFJxU/Tl_PWBqgirI/AAAAAAAADGo/uSIxWFUIY8U/s220/6103948714_388dda1aec_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-8179253264046533130</id><published>2009-01-03T07:09:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T07:25:26.060-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy daughter eeeekkkk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy mom'/><title type='text'>Snow, snow go away, come again another day</title><content type='html'>It's a small blizzard outside.  I say small because on my weatherbug, in animated mode, shows that this storm shall pass soon.  Somedays weatherbug is on crack and I hope today is not one of those days.&lt;br /&gt;I am having Christmas with my sister today.  We live 10 miles apart...how sad is that?  We had one party canceled because of a death in the family on her childrens fathers side.   Did that make sense?  My house is a wreck and now my road is also a wreck.  Thank god sis loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gotten several comments on my old blog that I am letting my mom win.  She doesn't win.  In fact this will drive her (more) insane.  She hates it when she is not in the middle of everyone's business...which makes me a happy girl lol.   Hey I tried to make it work and now I am tired after my 43 year lonnng fight with an insane woman that thinks she has the right to call herself a mom.  I have been worrying myself sick over the fact that I do share the same gene's as her, well at least half of them.  Am I going to go crazy?  Somedays I can feel the crazy sneeking in around the edges of my brain.  Or is that just life sneeking in?  I get really confused somedays as to whether I am going insane or is the worrying and thinking about it making me insane???  I do believe that it is the thought of being like her when I am in my 60's that makes me insane.  I have 20 years to think about that one and you poor souls will have to endure with me:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1080909389347869472-8179253264046533130?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/8179253264046533130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=8179253264046533130' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/8179253264046533130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/8179253264046533130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2009/01/snow-snow-go-away-come-again-another.html' title='Snow, snow go away, come again another day'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-4883396904709930193</id><published>2008-12-31T09:53:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T10:28:11.727-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy New Year'/><title type='text'>I am html challenged</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Z'S mom, Karla is trying her very best to help me become html savvy, she has her work cut out for her. I tried and tried on my laptop and nothing would happen. So I moved into the office where my hubby just had a new computer brought in for us to do his office work on. It is a massive computer with two monitors. When you are opening a zillion pages one right after another (because you want your blog to be beautiful like Karla's) it opens them on the opposite screen from the last page. You can drag the pages from screen to screen if you really want to have some fun. I'm in a hurry this morning...I don't want to have fun right now..I have stuff to do. So instead of a cool wallpaper and header I came up with black and 1 so so header. Scrap blog is fun but I need more time to figure this out. This kind of fun could do damage to a OCD person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;ANYWAY I just wanted to stop by and wish everyone a fabulous and safe New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SVuqwTj5pGI/AAAAAAAAABo/lgJxADjlqu8/s1600-h/Hppy+New+year.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286006334510703714" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SVuqwTj5pGI/AAAAAAAAABo/lgJxADjlqu8/s320/Hppy+New+year.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&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/1080909389347869472-4883396904709930193?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/4883396904709930193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=4883396904709930193' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/4883396904709930193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/4883396904709930193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-html-challenged.html' title='I am html challenged'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/SVuqwTj5pGI/AAAAAAAAABo/lgJxADjlqu8/s72-c/Hppy+New+year.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-805902536272806649</id><published>2008-12-26T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T11:41:39.220-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new blog'/><title type='text'>That was a pain in the backside</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yay, you followed me...yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;That wasn't so hard now was it? hhhaahhhaha snort snort. I thought, well it won't take much to start a new blog....cough, cough. I guess it did take me an entire year to make the last blog beautiful in a messy sort of way, so this one will take 2. I kinda like it empty and clean instead of kramed full and cluttered. So I hope my unwanted followers don't follow me to this blog. I made the mistake of telling one family member about my blog and before you knew it...they all were reading it. Including my insane peice of shit mom. So here we are all new and I can talk about whomever I want. That is why we blog isn't it? To vent about our families that drive us insane. OK I need to go see if I can get some of your attention without giving up my secret identity.&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/1080909389347869472-805902536272806649?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/805902536272806649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=805902536272806649' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/805902536272806649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/805902536272806649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2008/12/that-was-pain-in-backside.html' title='That was a pain in the backside'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1080909389347869472.post-6825356147190581653</id><published>2008-12-26T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T11:05:15.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing, testing</title><content type='html'>Is this thing on?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1080909389347869472-6825356147190581653?l=buddhasmountain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/feeds/6825356147190581653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1080909389347869472&amp;postID=6825356147190581653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/6825356147190581653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1080909389347869472/posts/default/6825356147190581653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddhasmountain.blogspot.com/2008/12/testing-testing.html' title='Testing, testing'/><author><name>Buddha's Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16272686445719140497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_h6eWk-5WY/Sd5YClBtVnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u0R-AVY-fHU/S220/IMG_0187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
