<?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-1311312802861629364</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:01:29.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girl</title><subtitle type='html'>In yo face.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-8510205903853045454</id><published>2009-06-07T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T18:20:07.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm hoping I can make a guest appearance...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8tWE9nfUDXo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8tWE9nfUDXo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-8510205903853045454?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8510205903853045454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=8510205903853045454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/8510205903853045454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/8510205903853045454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-hoping-i-can-make-guest-appearance.html' title='I&apos;m hoping I can make a guest appearance...'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-2588547388609266388</id><published>2009-05-29T14:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T14:21:57.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 1st Birthday Beabo!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/SiBRmub18vI/AAAAAAAAAUw/pohQwGln-Sg/s1600-h/cupcake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/SiBRmub18vI/AAAAAAAAAUw/pohQwGln-Sg/s320/cupcake.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341358883803099890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't wait to see birthday pictures! Don't let them smash the cake in your face! Love, Aunt Raine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-2588547388609266388?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2588547388609266388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=2588547388609266388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/2588547388609266388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/2588547388609266388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-1st-birthday-beabo.html' title='Happy 1st Birthday Beabo!!'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/SiBRmub18vI/AAAAAAAAAUw/pohQwGln-Sg/s72-c/cupcake.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-8475707452282562353</id><published>2009-05-04T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T16:30:49.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, one more....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/fYk0sQfr6mT4-npEj2q1vg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/fYk0sQfr6mT4-npEj2q1vg" 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href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/ok-one-more.html' title='Ok, one more....'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-4465766155771441603</id><published>2009-05-04T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T16:09:34.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitch Pleeze</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/dYgHxGiUXN2xr0XOxxFuyg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/dYgHxGiUXN2xr0XOxxFuyg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true"  width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-4465766155771441603?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4465766155771441603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=4465766155771441603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/4465766155771441603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/4465766155771441603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/bitch-pleeze.html' title='Bitch Pleeze'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-2054765785363687239</id><published>2009-03-31T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T17:05:14.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peekaru!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/SdKvjjzu-GI/AAAAAAAAAUo/AXQzG1bWxI4/s1600-h/the_baby_snuggie_pm-thumb-300x433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319507135320488034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/SdKvjjzu-GI/AAAAAAAAAUo/AXQzG1bWxI4/s320/the_baby_snuggie_pm-thumb-300x433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want to give away any surprises, but I think Peekaru-The Baby Snuggie may be the perfect baby shower gift for Baby Blair and Mom :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-2054765785363687239?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2054765785363687239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=2054765785363687239' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/2054765785363687239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/2054765785363687239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/peekaru.html' title='Peekaru!'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/SdKvjjzu-GI/AAAAAAAAAUo/AXQzG1bWxI4/s72-c/the_baby_snuggie_pm-thumb-300x433.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-2051728092330550566</id><published>2009-02-05T17:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T17:44:42.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Familiar Faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmmm, I know I've seen this face before....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299491949507780610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/SYuT2aR0IAI/AAAAAAAAAUI/vlbuWXYtxco/s200/game+face+1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oohhh yep, there it is! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299493209217829058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/SYuU_vEGCMI/AAAAAAAAAUY/sUUvnPo5pYU/s200/Banks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(Let's just hope her look wasn't Car Bomb induced too...)&lt;br /&gt;&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/1311312802861629364-2051728092330550566?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2051728092330550566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=2051728092330550566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/2051728092330550566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/2051728092330550566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/familiar-faces.html' title='Familiar Faces'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/SYuT2aR0IAI/AAAAAAAAAUI/vlbuWXYtxco/s72-c/game+face+1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-1497429588790294334</id><published>2009-01-19T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T15:54:38.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoouukkk!</title><content type='html'>Woo-hoo, we got Youk for 4 more years! 4 more years! However, there is something awfully disturbing about this statement...guess it's too late for this ol'girl :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's a great feeling to know that I might also have the opportunity to end my career here, too," said Youkilis, whose wife is from Boston. "That's one thing we've discussed. I would love to end my career playing for the Boston Red Sox. I always tell them I'm not looking to play until I'm 42, but I'm looking hopefully to end my career here with the Boston Red Sox."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Happy Inauguration Day tomorrow! I am most certainly not going to be anywhere near DC. Instead, Kim and I will be snowboarding! Yikes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-1497429588790294334?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1497429588790294334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=1497429588790294334' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/1497429588790294334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/1497429588790294334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/yoouukkk.html' title='Yoouukkk!'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-5924534004918136377</id><published>2008-12-01T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T17:08:28.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resemblance?</title><content type='html'>Adorable Beatrice....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274992839318135058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/STSKCgxJYRI/AAAAAAAAAN4/BY2wt7KYHE8/s200/Goofy+2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Linus, the innocent Shepard&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274993119461262546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/STSKS0YeRNI/AAAAAAAAAOA/CUkKHda5jpc/s200/Linus2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-5924534004918136377?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5924534004918136377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=5924534004918136377' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/5924534004918136377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/5924534004918136377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/resemblance.html' title='Resemblance?'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/STSKCgxJYRI/AAAAAAAAAN4/BY2wt7KYHE8/s72-c/Goofy+2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-8460517235186207769</id><published>2008-11-04T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T17:29:12.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's on TV tonight?</title><content type='html'>A few things on my mind this evening while I anxiously await the medal ceremony of this political race:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I don't know if it's a credit to the election board folks or a bad sign of what's to come, but it only took me 30 minutes total  to vote today. Probably would have taken even less time, but for some reason all of the A-C's showed up at once. (Seriously, no other letters were there. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)What did you all choose: the stupid electronic ballot or good ol' paper ballot? I went with paper and no, it wasn't just because Mom told me to. (She also told me not to be fooled if someone told me to vote on the 5th instead--thanks Mom.) Think about it. How many times in high school or college did the scan tron incorrectly read your test? It never happened, unless you cheated (cheaters!). Now, think about those touchscreen Photo Hunt games at bars. Those things f'up all the time (pardon my abbreviated French.) Maybe not the best examples, but the paper line was shorter AND it made me more comfortable seeing my vote go into that big paper shredder looking bin......hmmm uh oh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Candidates should consult kids when coming up with campaign slogans. I mean really, I think this one I heard is brilliant: "If you're insane, vote for McCain. If you love your Momma, vote for Obama!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I went to a new class at the gym this evening called Body Step. It's insane like McCain. Since it's new, the first couple classes you learn the basic footwork and a couple "simple" routines. If you've never done a step class before, none of these steps are that simple. Typically an hour class, we only worked 30 minutes tonight and did 4 out of the 12 tracks.  I was beat, and I mean beat. Since I did this crazy class &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; we're crowning a new President, I figured it was a good time to finally try the Coffee Caramel Milkshake from Chik-fil-a. It's in the freezer now marinating until I'm ready. I'll let you know how it goes. I've heard great things...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-8460517235186207769?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8460517235186207769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=8460517235186207769' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/8460517235186207769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/8460517235186207769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/whats-on-tv-tonight.html' title='What&apos;s on TV tonight?'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-8508991262270743355</id><published>2008-10-27T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T16:51:58.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it! In yo face.</title><content type='html'>Welp, I did it. I completed my first 5k ever this past Sunday. I walked a little bit of it, probably .5 mile total but there were quite a few hills! Overall, it surprisingly felt pretty good in the end, especially since the money went to help children with cancer. I'm definitely looking forward to doing another, but it's going to have to wait until the spring when it's warmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I like this article regarding &lt;a href="http://elections.foxnews.com/2008/10/27/biden-compares-obama-lincoln-jefferson-marx/"&gt;Biden's response &lt;/a&gt;to the question of whether Obama's desire to "spread the wealth" was Marxist. I saw a brief clip of this today on CNN during lunch, and I too chuckled a little after the hearing the question and wondered whether this anchor woman was actually serious. Here are my favorite parts, not hard to pick out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"The defenders of the status quo have always tried to tear down those who would change our nation for the better," Biden said. "They said Thomas Jefferson wasn't ... a real Christian. That was the essence of the campaign against him. Well, does that sound familiar?" he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Ladies and gentlemen, they said Abraham Lincoln ... wanted to take away individual rights. Ladies and gentlemen, they said Franklin Roosevelt would destroy the American system of life. Sound familiar? And ladies and gentlemen, they said that John F. Kennedy was, quote, 'a dangerous choice in difficult times.' ... Sound familiar?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Obama said Monday his economic philosophy today centers on protecting and empowering American workers.&lt;br /&gt;"John McCain calls this socialism. I call it opportunity, and there's nothing more American than that," Obama said. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-8508991262270743355?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8508991262270743355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=8508991262270743355' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/8508991262270743355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/8508991262270743355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-did-it-in-yo-face.html' title='I did it! In yo face.'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-6033219192128171492</id><published>2008-10-25T10:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T10:26:41.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SNL: Pres. Bush Endorses McCain and Palin</title><content type='html'>&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/490354584271a04b/4741e3c5156499a7/5c07be47/-cpid/c6bbc9799070a74f" id="W4727a250e66f9723490354584271a04b" width="384" height="283"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/490354584271a04b/4741e3c5156499a7/5c07be47/-cpid/c6bbc9799070a74f" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-6033219192128171492?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6033219192128171492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=6033219192128171492' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/6033219192128171492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/6033219192128171492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/snl-pres-bush-endorses-mccain-and-palin.html' title='SNL: Pres. Bush Endorses McCain and Palin'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-4328010296090772016</id><published>2008-10-13T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T16:35:02.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vommit</title><content type='html'>Enza Sambataro: “It’s a day-to-day thing,” she said, laughing. “Saturday, we weren’t getting married because Kevin had too many margaritas. But it’s back on now. Right, Kev?“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bostonist.com/2007/12/20/who_is_enza_sam.php"&gt;Come on, Kev! &lt;/a&gt;Come to your senses...puh-lease. It's not too late&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-4328010296090772016?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4328010296090772016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=4328010296090772016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/4328010296090772016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/4328010296090772016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/vommit.html' title='Vommit'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-1641053830507843028</id><published>2008-10-13T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T14:03:22.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The latest from Will Kenny</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qQNNhTfks78&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qQNNhTfks78&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-1641053830507843028?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1641053830507843028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=1641053830507843028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/1641053830507843028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/1641053830507843028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/latest-from-will-kenny.html' title='The latest from Will Kenny'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-8496185234651674124</id><published>2008-10-12T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T17:32:12.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Mom's kitchen to yours</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ahhh what a nice weekend. Mom and I relaxed (well, I relaxed, she ran around the house as is typical and expected), did a little shopping, and enjoyed one of our new guilty pleasures: Ben and Jerry's Dublin Mudslide with Virginia Gentleman "drizzled" on top. I highly recommend you all give this a try as well; that last spoonful of melted ice cream is sure to send a slight shiver up your spine :) The reviews are in and it's being called the best new creation since "The Mary Blair."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256428287392544066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/SPKVrXlY9UI/AAAAAAAAANQ/YaOnlHxiQMA/s200/mudslide.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and now for a movie review: &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0443274/"&gt;Vantage Point&lt;/a&gt;--don't bother.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-8496185234651674124?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8496185234651674124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=8496185234651674124' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/8496185234651674124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/8496185234651674124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/from-moms-kitchen-to-yours.html' title='From Mom&apos;s kitchen to yours'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/SPKVrXlY9UI/AAAAAAAAANQ/YaOnlHxiQMA/s72-c/mudslide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-5936861044978397228</id><published>2008-10-04T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T06:46:44.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stick it in!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Any of the Blanderson crew attending the VT-BC game interested in purchasing the following?It's only $8 online at the &lt;a href="http://www.campusemporium.com/smack-tee-fatheroparty.html"&gt;Campus Emporium&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253293219135247362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/SOdyWYOGVAI/AAAAAAAAANI/oj28FhuY8FI/s200/stick+it+in+BC.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(sorry can't really 'click to enlarge' here, you'll have to follow the link)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm contemplating, mainly because Stick it in! Stick it in! Stick it in! was always my fave cheer...thanks for ruining that one Weaver.&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/1311312802861629364-5936861044978397228?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5936861044978397228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=5936861044978397228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/5936861044978397228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/5936861044978397228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/stick-it-in.html' title='Stick it in!'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/SOdyWYOGVAI/AAAAAAAAANI/oj28FhuY8FI/s72-c/stick+it+in+BC.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-3238775514783818813</id><published>2008-10-01T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T17:10:38.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's a first time for everything...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, we all know Blairs (at least those from the BBB bloodline, I can't speak for the rest of 'em) have never been much on running... (Note: Price might possibly enjoy it more that the rest of us, but I'm sure that's the Anderson influence.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BUT, thanks to Susan, I will attempt to run my first race this October, &lt;a href="http://www.goblingallop.org/"&gt;The Goblin Gallop&lt;/a&gt;. Granted, it's only a 5k, it's a race none the less and I plan to finish it running! Did I mention I hate running? Oh well, it's for a good cause.&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;Hopefully, I won't suffer the same fate as Andy from The Office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252311440121133522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/SOP1bUYj-dI/AAAAAAAAAM4/aHmPBTDTMwE/s200/Andy+The+Office.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know, mildly inappropriate...&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/1311312802861629364-3238775514783818813?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3238775514783818813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=3238775514783818813' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/3238775514783818813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/3238775514783818813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/theres-first-time-for-everything.html' title='There&apos;s a first time for everything...'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/SOP1bUYj-dI/AAAAAAAAAM4/aHmPBTDTMwE/s72-c/Andy+The+Office.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-2363294079576827521</id><published>2008-09-19T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T14:11:26.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bacoooooon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Pretty sure this is  what Price has really been working on all these years...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247841432906452082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/SNQT-p33THI/AAAAAAAAAMo/DFV6qt-VFA8/s200/baconsalt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;With &lt;a href="http://www2.blogger.com/baconsalt.com"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;JD's&lt;/span&gt; Bacon Salt&lt;/a&gt; you can supposedly make everything taste like bacon with no fat, no calories &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;anndddd&lt;/span&gt; it's vegetarian. Weird. It comes in Original, Hickory, and Peppered. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dids&lt;/span&gt;, let me know how it tastes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-2363294079576827521?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2363294079576827521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=2363294079576827521' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/2363294079576827521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/2363294079576827521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/bacoooooon.html' title='Bacoooooon!'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/SNQT-p33THI/AAAAAAAAAMo/DFV6qt-VFA8/s72-c/baconsalt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-8354252523168486607</id><published>2008-09-03T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T15:38:20.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New show, same zip code!</title><content type='html'>You betcha I tuned in to the series premier of the new 90210. Obviously not as good as the original, but we knew that as soon as rumors of the new '0 started. There were a few obvious ties to the old one like Kelly Taylor (now a WBHH guidance counselor) and Brenda Walsh, who shows up in hour #2 (probably going to be the new WBHH drama teacher.)The not so obvious links included Hanna Zuckerman-Vasquez (Andrea and Jesse's daughter, who only made a brief cameo in this episode) and Erin Silver (David and Kelly's half sister.) All and all, I'd say it was a complete waste of 2 hours of my life. But will I tune in again? Duh. Think about all the hours I've "wasted" so far in my life for 90210...let's just say 2 episodes, 5 days a week PLUS 3 episodes every Saturday morning (and that's just the last 2-3 years!) Anyone care to do the math?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QhZdC5yS9hE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QhZdC5yS9hE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're really interested (I know you aren't...but if you want to waste time at work or something) you could take the quiz to find out:&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=148225N"&gt;Which 90210 character are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not so sure this is the most accurate quiz, but apparently I'm Mrs. Walsh. That's ok, Mom knew Carol Potter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/SL8Ra-In-WI/AAAAAAAAAMg/1Yq3g_ys2Ag/s1600-h/Carol+Potter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/SL8Ra-In-WI/AAAAAAAAAMg/1Yq3g_ys2Ag/s200/Carol+Potter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241927646335990114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-8354252523168486607?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8354252523168486607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=8354252523168486607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/8354252523168486607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/8354252523168486607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-show-same-zip-code.html' title='New show, same zip code!'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/SL8Ra-In-WI/AAAAAAAAAMg/1Yq3g_ys2Ag/s72-c/Carol+Potter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-2884275091504292023</id><published>2008-08-27T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T18:41:11.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmm Turkey Legs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hokie football season is almost here! I can feel my feet swelling already from those Lane Stadium turkey legs! {NOTE: Seriously, I've only had part of one once; it was good. My feet did swell, but what else is new.  It does kinda freak me out that the HOKIES eat TURKEY legs...but whatev.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239376554557280642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/SLYBN4rlkYI/AAAAAAAAAMY/JqcgJBpFcak/s200/Fighting+hokie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Anyway, check out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thenorthendzone.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The North Endzone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;; it's a great preview of the season ahead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Forever and ever, UVA sucks. Gobble gobble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-2884275091504292023?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2884275091504292023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=2884275091504292023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/2884275091504292023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/2884275091504292023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2008/08/mmm-turkey-legs.html' title='Mmm Turkey Legs!'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/SLYBN4rlkYI/AAAAAAAAAMY/JqcgJBpFcak/s72-c/Fighting+hokie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-3440035665431995846</id><published>2008-08-27T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T18:26:09.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doggy Lullaby</title><content type='html'>I know I super suck at keeping up with the bloggy lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this makes my heart melt. I need a puppy :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CvNfLTsykvY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CvNfLTsykvY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-3440035665431995846?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3440035665431995846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=3440035665431995846' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/3440035665431995846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/3440035665431995846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2008/08/doggy-lullaby.html' title='Doggy Lullaby'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-7943730592733130663</id><published>2008-06-24T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T20:00:38.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"On the Road Again" Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YlqWSTqmBHU&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YlqWSTqmBHU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-7943730592733130663?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7943730592733130663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=7943730592733130663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/7943730592733130663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/7943730592733130663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2008/06/on-road-again-part-3.html' title='&quot;On the Road Again&quot; Part 3'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-4790314725722248842</id><published>2008-05-26T19:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T19:42:51.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relay for Life</title><content type='html'>Remember that time, ya know, when you were raising money for that super important cause? Remember, and I donated some monies to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relay for Life is coming up this Saturday and I should have started my fund raising efforts much much sooner (shame on me!), so I need all the help I can get.  All the money raised goes directly to American Cancer Society. Don't make me beg!? Please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://main.acsevents.org/site/TRC/RelayForLife/RelayForLifeSouthAtlanticDivision?pg=peditor&amp;amp;fr_id=9252&amp;amp;px=4361581"&gt;http://main.acsevents.org/site/TRC/RelayForLife/RelayForLifeSouthAtlanticDivision?pg=peditor&amp;amp;fr_id=9252&amp;amp;px=4361581&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, thank you, thank you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(If memory services me correctly from my few years studying psychology, if you thank people in advance they feel more obligated to follow through with your request. Is it working?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-4790314725722248842?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4790314725722248842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=4790314725722248842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/4790314725722248842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/4790314725722248842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2008/05/relay-for-life.html' title='Relay for Life'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-1914037983072898392</id><published>2008-05-13T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T17:11:09.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheers!</title><content type='html'>The rain finally stopped and the weather seems to have warmed up enough around here just in time to sit back and raise a glass (or two) of G.T in honor of Daddio's birthday. Cheers! I wonder how that fishin' trip went today ; )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-1914037983072898392?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1914037983072898392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=1914037983072898392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/1914037983072898392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/1914037983072898392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2008/05/cheers.html' title='Cheers!'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-4147382341228950387</id><published>2008-04-16T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T14:59:57.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So good, so good!</title><content type='html'>My newest addiction:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/SAZ1r_u9PeI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/aWBlJz21gX8/s1600-h/Cinnamon%2520Buns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189965019294285282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/SAZ1r_u9PeI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/aWBlJz21gX8/s200/Cinnamon%2520Buns.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I try hard to fight it, but sometimes you just have to give in to temptation. I give it 4 out of 5 fat rolls! Caramel ice cream...cinnamon, sugary swirl-stuff...and some kind of cookie dough. Mmm I'm drooling...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-4147382341228950387?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4147382341228950387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=4147382341228950387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/4147382341228950387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/4147382341228950387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-good-so-good.html' title='So good, so good!'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/SAZ1r_u9PeI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/aWBlJz21gX8/s72-c/Cinnamon%2520Buns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-8855678570992295717</id><published>2008-04-09T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T18:15:26.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"On the Road Again" Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hmEeeeDliwI&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hmEeeeDliwI&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-8855678570992295717?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8855678570992295717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=8855678570992295717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/8855678570992295717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/8855678570992295717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2008/04/on-road-again-part-2.html' title='&quot;On the Road Again&quot; Part 2'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-2340787610637149441</id><published>2008-04-08T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T14:37:45.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"On the Road Again" with East Hundred</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zHzN_LzI9Ak&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zHzN_LzI9Ak&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They make me laugh...out loud....a lot :) Hopefully, whenever Tour 2 starts these guys will make it back to the Velvet Lounge. Maybe by then the ventilation will be better...or at least the fat girl with the gas problem won't be around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-2340787610637149441?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2340787610637149441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=2340787610637149441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/2340787610637149441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/2340787610637149441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2008/04/on-road-again-with-east-hundred.html' title='&quot;On the Road Again&quot; with East Hundred'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-31501820968608431</id><published>2008-04-06T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T13:18:51.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Randy Pausch's Last Lecture</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ji5_MqicxSo&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ji5_MqicxSo&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There was an article in &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.parade.com"&gt;Parade&lt;/a&gt; this weekend by Randy Pausch regarding his "Last Lecture." It was insightful and inspiring enough for me to then hop online and watch the hour-ish long talk (Red Sox game in the background of course...) If you have some time to kill, I recommend you take a look as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-31501820968608431?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/31501820968608431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=31501820968608431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/31501820968608431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/31501820968608431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2008/04/randy-pauschs-last-lecture.html' title='Randy Pausch&apos;s Last Lecture'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-8203289843899126184</id><published>2008-04-06T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T12:22:13.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Know?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U46R8xXnPqs&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U46R8xXnPqs&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-8203289843899126184?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8203289843899126184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=8203289843899126184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/8203289843899126184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/8203289843899126184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2008/04/do-you-know.html' title='Do You Know?'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-2516613557275009316</id><published>2008-04-01T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T19:44:10.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unbelievable!</title><content type='html'>Congratulations, P-Diddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can now officially call him "Dr. Blair;" however, I will do no such thing. (No, really, I mean when would I ever need to refer to my brother as Dr. Blair?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Price has taken a lot of good-natured ridicule, particularly over the last 4-5 years he's been in school, but this really is quite the accomplishment and I am very proud of him, as I know we all are. In fact, I'm pretty sure Granddaddy and Dad just looked at each other with big grins on their faces and said "Hooooly shit! He did it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bev is the lucky one though; she's got a whole lot of Guitar Hero and shopping to catch up on while Price is out supporting the family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-2516613557275009316?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2516613557275009316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=2516613557275009316' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/2516613557275009316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/2516613557275009316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2008/04/unbelievable.html' title='Unbelievable!'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-3866715373405119752</id><published>2008-03-29T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T08:23:17.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#15</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lrrx5CgdZaA&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lrrx5CgdZaA&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-3866715373405119752?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3866715373405119752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=3866715373405119752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/3866715373405119752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/3866715373405119752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2008/03/15.html' title='#15'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-8033826206926245026</id><published>2008-03-25T15:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T16:04:34.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the most wonderful time of the year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/R-l-D99LSaI/AAAAAAAAAMA/_jnnUAUpM7s/s1600-h/opening_day_game_275x235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181811452902328738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/R-l-D99LSaI/AAAAAAAAAMA/_jnnUAUpM7s/s320/opening_day_game_275x235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have I mentioned how much I LOVE baseball season? It did kind of sneak up on me though; I haven't even ordered MLB Extra Innings yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, but Kevy has updated his blog (only like a week ago, don't worry) and I haven't even had time to catch up on all of my reading! I did read &lt;a href="http://kevinyoukilis.mlblogs.com/?affiliateID=eBOStn03252008&amp;amp;partnerId=eBOStn03252008"&gt;"Soaking It In"&lt;/a&gt;--not gonna lie, it was a good laugh. But, oh how I love thee, let me count the ways....I wonder if he's done-zo with the big Enza yet?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is a little taste of Kevy and the kind of insight we can all look forward to this season: "I'm looking forward to the sushi. It's very good here, it's very fresh and really good. It comes right off the docks here. It's great sushi. You've got to get as much as you can because you can't find this kind of sushi in the States."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope he doesn't read this and think I'm making fun of him....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/R-mDx99LSbI/AAAAAAAAAMI/wG2kxQbfxhY/s1600-h/youk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181817740734450098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/R-mDx99LSbI/AAAAAAAAAMI/wG2kxQbfxhY/s200/youk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Ha yea right, he'll read this and love me. Maybe, just maybe, one day he will quote me on his blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-8033826206926245026?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8033826206926245026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=8033826206926245026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/8033826206926245026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/8033826206926245026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-most-wonderful-time-of-year.html' title='It&apos;s the most wonderful time of the year!'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/R-l-D99LSaI/AAAAAAAAAMA/_jnnUAUpM7s/s72-c/opening_day_game_275x235.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-516325423745783108</id><published>2008-03-13T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T15:06:45.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody stole my dreams...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND MADE THEM A REALITY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/news/article/index.jsp?uuid=337c250a-eabf-479d-9559-f8117b6fa0b0&amp;amp;entry=index&amp;amp;sid=rss_topstories&amp;amp;utm_source=eonline&amp;amp;utm_medium=rssfeeds&amp;amp;utm_campaign=rss_topstories"&gt;Beverly Hills 90210: The Remake?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/R9mhqeHonqI/AAAAAAAAAL4/9G0G1Ky3iHI/s1600-h/90210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177346997650759330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/R9mhqeHonqI/AAAAAAAAAL4/9G0G1Ky3iHI/s320/90210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Naturally, it won't come anywhere close to being as good as the original...thank goodness for SOAPnet. My personal favorite episode: &lt;a href="http://soapnet.go.com/shows/90210/episodes/1991/bh1991_030.html"&gt;No. 30 Wild Fire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-516325423745783108?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/516325423745783108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=516325423745783108' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/516325423745783108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/516325423745783108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2008/03/somebody-stole-my-dreams.html' title='Somebody stole my dreams...'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/R9mhqeHonqI/AAAAAAAAAL4/9G0G1Ky3iHI/s72-c/90210.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-2417662252160687402</id><published>2008-03-11T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T15:18:26.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>H.I.Q.I</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hit It and Quit It&lt;/span&gt; made an impressive showing during our first (Second Annual)Beer Olympics at Pickles Pub in Bmore, MD. We were able to hold on to 3rd for a good while, thanks to Linnea and my skill on the BP table and the guys holding down Cornhole (I think), but we ended up 8th overall out of 12. Next year, we plan on leaving with a Golden Pickle medal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/R9cCeOHonnI/AAAAAAAAALg/CHcjTqi-hUc/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/R9cDrOHonoI/AAAAAAAAALo/ml8kuIgI8cc/s1600-h/HIQI3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176610337745051266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/R9cDrOHonoI/AAAAAAAAALo/ml8kuIgI8cc/s320/HIQI3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hit It and Quit It '08 (with our team judge, Big Rob)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Next weekend,  I'll be in good ol' Beantown visiting Price and Bev for St Patrick's Day. Sure to be a great time, if we can bring Price out of his cave! I guess that is what it takes though to win Pharmacologist of the Year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-2417662252160687402?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2417662252160687402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=2417662252160687402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/2417662252160687402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/2417662252160687402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2008/03/hiqi.html' title='H.I.Q.I'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/R9cDrOHonoI/AAAAAAAAALo/ml8kuIgI8cc/s72-c/HIQI3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-3244635928506740648</id><published>2008-02-04T14:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T14:54:39.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not to mention...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;THIS:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/R6eV3YdB6tI/AAAAAAAAALY/UJ_nFhgNKUk/s1600-h/Hole+in+Ceiling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163260276493118162" style="CURSOR: hand" height="182" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/R6eV3YdB6tI/AAAAAAAAALY/UJ_nFhgNKUk/s320/Hole+in+Ceiling.jpg" width="221" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May be a little tough to decipher.... see, this is the hole the plumber had to put in our ceiling above the 'fridge to drain the massive amount of water that built up in our ceiling in less than 12 hours, unbenounces to the girls of Whispher Hill Drive of course until this morning.  Apparently all the water valves in this place are crap. In case you need to make some money to pay back those bets you made on the Pats, we're taking bets on how long Promax takes to fix this thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-3244635928506740648?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3244635928506740648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=3244635928506740648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/3244635928506740648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/3244635928506740648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2008/02/not-to-mention.html' title='Not to mention...'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/R6eV3YdB6tI/AAAAAAAAALY/UJ_nFhgNKUk/s72-c/Hole+in+Ceiling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-546428920178293106</id><published>2008-02-04T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T14:44:22.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mmm...Donuts</title><content type='html'>I think that during a time like this, we (meaning Pat's fans, not you Haters ) could use a little comforting...ok, a lot of comforting. This is why I am requesting Mrs. Beverly Blair to please post the Donut Muffin recipe. Perhaps then a self-induced sugar coma can be induced and we (meaning at least me) could forget that Belichick was wearing a new red sweatshirt instead of the steadfast dirty grey one. That is all I have to say about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/R6eUF4dB6sI/AAAAAAAAALQ/zwKrxqKf9Ww/s1600-h/Homer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163258326577965762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/R6eUF4dB6sI/AAAAAAAAALQ/zwKrxqKf9Ww/s320/Homer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Not to mention that I could then at least blame this lump in my stomach on too many donut muffins, instead of the dissappoint that came with Super Bowl 42....or whatever number it was.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-546428920178293106?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/546428920178293106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=546428920178293106' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/546428920178293106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/546428920178293106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2008/02/mmmdonuts.html' title='mmm...Donuts'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/R6eUF4dB6sI/AAAAAAAAALQ/zwKrxqKf9Ww/s72-c/Homer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-2084169584475442261</id><published>2008-01-30T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T07:58:49.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.boston.com/sports/baseball/redsox/extras/extra_bases/2008/01/cervasio_on_her.html"&gt;Tina Cervasio is on her way out!&lt;/a&gt; Is she crazy?!? Husband-Shmusband, that's what I say. It was a good run though and I will miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, this is my chance--Red Sox here I come!!&lt;br /&gt;(...although they'll probably slap me with a sexual harrassment case soon after...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for baseball season to start back up....but in the mean time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Let's go&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;PATS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-2084169584475442261?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2084169584475442261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=2084169584475442261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/2084169584475442261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/2084169584475442261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-is-it.html' title='This is it!'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-6829200054983138536</id><published>2008-01-19T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T07:45:55.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Go Pats!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NGbua9TV18c&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NGbua9TV18c&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-6829200054983138536?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6829200054983138536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=6829200054983138536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/6829200054983138536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/6829200054983138536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2008/01/lets-go-pats.html' title='Let&apos;s Go Pats!'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-6951242626811354024</id><published>2007-12-27T13:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T13:35:25.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Straight No Chaser - 12 Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/2Fe11OlMiz8' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/2Fe11OlMiz8'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is good&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-6951242626811354024?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6951242626811354024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=6951242626811354024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/6951242626811354024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/6951242626811354024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/12/straight-no-chaser-12-days.html' title='Straight No Chaser - 12 Days'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-7873292976735148550</id><published>2007-12-14T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T11:44:38.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lending a Helping Head!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;It seems Virginia Tech football does more than provide a means for justifying a day full of tailgating and beer pong; it's also contributing to the research on &lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/GMA/WoodruffReports/story?id=3999734&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;Traumatic Brain Injuries&lt;/a&gt;.  Apparently, Hokie football helmets are equipt with sensors that monitor impact and track data to test helmets for our troops. Just another reason to love and admire Virginia Tech.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Now, about that Orange Bowl....never too soon to start the...LET'S GO HOKIES cheer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;GGB!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-7873292976735148550?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7873292976735148550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=7873292976735148550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/7873292976735148550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/7873292976735148550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/12/lending-helping-head.html' title='Lending a Helping Head!'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-5005186575445307295</id><published>2007-12-11T10:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T11:06:08.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next time on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px; 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It's not like I'm showing you my foot fungus or something....it's just shit from my nose....ok, from my chin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Small clarification that really doesn't make this any better, but she was actually trying to show me the results of this sticky strip thing she pulled off her nose.....and I still just puked a little...in my mouth....you might have as well. Thank you and goodnight.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-4017522981277194109?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4017522981277194109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=4017522981277194109' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/4017522981277194109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/4017522981277194109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/11/turns-my-tummy-little-too.html' title='Turns my tummy a little too...'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-3717013524436475094</id><published>2007-11-28T17:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T17:54:21.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No really...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;...I was a little confused too when I saw this headline (if that's what you call it?):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dsc.discovery.com/news/2007/10/19/dinosaur-pregnant-teen.html?category=dinosaurs&amp;amp;guid=20071019120000&amp;amp;dcitc=w19-502-ak-0000"&gt;Pregnant Teens Common Among Dinosaurs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-3717013524436475094?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3717013524436475094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=3717013524436475094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/3717013524436475094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/3717013524436475094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/11/no-really.html' title='No really...'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-5750838240016642954</id><published>2007-11-28T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T17:38:04.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>East Hundred</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Wwq1lSPLlY&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/11/east-hundred.html' title='East Hundred'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-3122933208922710709</id><published>2007-11-18T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T14:36:01.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't want to talk about it...</title><content type='html'>Ok Ok &lt;a href="http://mlb.mlb.com/news/article.jsp?ymd=20071113&amp;amp;content_id=2299868&amp;amp;vkey=news_mlb&amp;amp;fext=.jsp&amp;amp;c_id=mlb"&gt;he did it for charity&lt;/a&gt;, that is very nice, I understand (I bet Enza doesn't understand)...but I can hope that Youk grows this the goatee back sooner rather than later. He looks a little too much like that high school picture. I'm not comparing him, but I know He-who-shall-not-be-named shaved for charity back in the day when he was still respectable and he pulled it off a little better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/R0C9uB1uj6I/AAAAAAAAALA/MKYSGP-_P7M/s1600-h/Shaved+Youk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134312173667782562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/R0C9uB1uj6I/AAAAAAAAALA/MKYSGP-_P7M/s320/Shaved+Youk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(don't worry folks, Youk isn't going to get mad at me for saying this, he knows my love for him is almost unconditional, which is more than I can say for she who I will now refer to as She-who-shall-not-be-named)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-3122933208922710709?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3122933208922710709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=3122933208922710709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/3122933208922710709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/3122933208922710709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-dont-want-to-talk-about-it.html' title='I don&apos;t want to talk about it...'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/R0C9uB1uj6I/AAAAAAAAALA/MKYSGP-_P7M/s72-c/Shaved+Youk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-954904751387771552</id><published>2007-11-01T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T10:39:06.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slappy Mc-Blue Lips</title><content type='html'>I hate&lt;a href="http://www.theonion.com/content/news/slow_month_in_baseball_saved_by_a"&gt; A-Rod&lt;/a&gt;. I hope the Red Sox don't get him; he would be the biggest misfit in Red Sox history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Thank you, A-Rod," said ESPN's Peter Gammons, who left a baseball game in Denver between the Boston Red Sox and the Colorado Rockies immediately after hearing the news Sunday and flew to Legends Field in Tampa to get comments from Yankees front man Hank Steinbrenner. "We desperately needed something to get us out of the never-ending drudgery that is fall baseball. This is a real treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Price's picture from the Rolling Rally says it all:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RyoNxUaSe1I/AAAAAAAAAK4/1e_ReSw0oRE/s1600-h/Lowell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127926266658454354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RyoNxUaSe1I/AAAAAAAAAK4/1e_ReSw0oRE/s320/Lowell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love Lowell, if he weren't married, I would marry him too. Maybe I should become a Mormon? Or is the polygamy only acceptable for the men?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-954904751387771552?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/954904751387771552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=954904751387771552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/954904751387771552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/954904751387771552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/11/slappy-mc-blue-lips.html' title='Slappy Mc-Blue Lips'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RyoNxUaSe1I/AAAAAAAAAK4/1e_ReSw0oRE/s72-c/Lowell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-3594150332680363627</id><published>2007-10-30T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T11:40:51.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looney as a bat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So most mornings, Lindsay and I are up and at the gym around 5am...naturally, at that time of the morning we don't have much to say to each other besides the exchange of a few grunts...but this is what is sounds like sometimes when we get back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Scenerio: Linds and Raine get home and hear Lindsay's alarm that has probably been going off for the last hour and a half .."EERRRR..ERRR..ERRRR"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Raine: "Uh oh, hope that hasn't woken up Kim up!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Linds: "that girl's got hearing like a bat"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Raine: "yea she does....and a nose like....like something with a good nose."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;10 minutes later, Lindsay knocks on the bathroom door, where I am standing at the sink getting ready for work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Linds: "Raine?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Raine: "yea?"&lt;br /&gt;Linds: "Do bats even have ears? I know they have that super-radar thingy...like they can sense their prey...but have you ever heard of bats having good hearing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Raine: "yea i dunno! i mean they're blind! that's where "blind as a bat" comes from...but no, now that I think of it I don't think they do..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Linds:"cool...thought just crossed my mind after I said it...I don't even know where that came from!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-3594150332680363627?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3594150332680363627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=3594150332680363627' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/3594150332680363627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/3594150332680363627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/looney-as-bat.html' title='Looney as a bat?'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-8063204130353418361</id><published>2007-10-28T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T15:16:25.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T.K.O!</title><content type='html'>Ever been hit on so many times you feel like you were knocked out? yea..maybe the universe is out of wack (global warming, whatever that is) and there was a full moon 2 weekends in a row.. possible? Or maybe it was just the Halloween freaks but something was not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following lines you are about to read are true. No names have been changed to protect the innocent (me) or the skeevy guys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) (Wearing my Youkilis shirt) "Hey #20, what's your number?" me: 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)(Again, wearing the Youkilis shirt): Me, standing at the bar to get a drink. Borat-accent guy:"You rooting for the Red Sox?" me, looking down at 'Red Sox' across the front of my shirt: "Yea." Borat guy:" Oh, I know a lot about baseball....not!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Me, standing at the bar, this time to pay my tab. Borat's friend with the slicked back hair: "I will pay your tab for you." Me: " No thanks, I got it" Borat's friend: "I will pay your tab, you marry me for a week to see how you like it?" Cut to me walking away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Seemingly nice older guy, who starts making conversation while waiting for his drink. "Go Red Sox. You're very attractive." Me, "Thanks." Old creepy guy: "I'd like to see your baby pictures." Me, "uhhh". Creepy old guy: "You have a nice hair color. You're eyes are really pretty too. Are you Irish?" Me, "Scottish." Creeepy Mc-Creeperton: "You remind me of my baby sister. I bet you like tall guys."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Creepy Mc-Creeperton has now started to call any guy over 6 feet tall over to me, "Have you met my friend?" Me, "Hi, nice to meet you." Tall guy: "I'm Jim, like the stone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Jim-stone, who has come over again a few minutes later to talk to Linds and me, leaning half way over our table, completely in my space "That guy is creepy. Ya know, I'm in sales so I'm really good at picking up on body language." Me, on the edge of my seat, leaning as far away from Jim-stone as possible: "Really? Can you read this?" And dumb Jim-stone just laughs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Next up, weirdo Frank ,who we think is just talking to us while he waits to order his beer: "Did you guys see the blurb they put up about Varitek a few mins ago, was he in the military?" Linds and me: "Oh, yea, no we didn't see that, we don't know." Weird Frank continues blah blah blah. "Ya know, I work for Deltek." Me, "Oh interesting, we use Deltek at work." Weirdo Frank: "Yea, we have a corporate box at the Verizon Center. Got two tickets for tomorrow night. Would you be interested in going?" Me, "No, thanks." Frank, still hanging around, pulls out his card to give me, apparently with a little pencil waiting for me to give him my number, and puts his card next to my drink. Me, looking down at the card "oh, Deltek....thanks." Weirdo Frank inconspicuously slides his card back and leaves. Never orders his drink...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-8063204130353418361?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8063204130353418361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=8063204130353418361' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/8063204130353418361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/8063204130353418361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/tko.html' title='T.K.O!'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-2466348291835000049</id><published>2007-10-26T06:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T07:18:02.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitter Sweet</title><content type='html'>Welp, Hokies started out strong, defense was amazing...the rained helped and hindered...and we lost in the last 2 mins...that is all I have to say about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other hand, Red Sox won Game 2! Zing! I'm still dealing with Youk's announcement, but you guys are right--I have 1 year to break this engagement up! Game on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a blurb from Youk's blog:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For us, we played a great game tonight. For me, I'm really sorry Enza, I made a mistake, I hate you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok ok...Youk did not really write that, hrumph. But he did write this regarding the upcoming games in Colorado and I find it quite humorous:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now we go to Denver. We played at Coors in '04, so it's not brand new to all of us. It's something we haven't done in a while. We'll see when we get there. They just say to stay as hydrated as possible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously? Poor Youk is going to have an incredibly hard time staying hydrated!!! Hehe, Kim suggested an IV...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RyHx6kaSe0I/AAAAAAAAAKw/Tp5h7u7FTfg/s1600-h/pick+off.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125643839432981314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RyHx6kaSe0I/AAAAAAAAAKw/Tp5h7u7FTfg/s320/pick+off.jpg" border="0" /&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/1311312802861629364-2466348291835000049?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2466348291835000049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=2466348291835000049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/2466348291835000049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/2466348291835000049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/bitter-sweet.html' title='Bitter Sweet'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RyHx6kaSe0I/AAAAAAAAAKw/Tp5h7u7FTfg/s72-c/pick+off.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-5425628297016311631</id><published>2007-10-25T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T06:11:02.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Digital Digital Get Down!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm a little surprised our electronics guru has not introduced us to the Sony &lt;a href="http://www.sonystyle.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/CategoryDisplay?catalogId=10551&amp;amp;storeId=10151&amp;amp;langId=-1&amp;amp;categoryId=8198552921644523779"&gt;Reader Digital Book &lt;/a&gt;yet! Price, this seems right up your alley. You can keep all 10 books you're reading at once, in one convenient location (and 150 more if you choose!) Sony even makes a premium leather case to wrap your digital book and maybe, just maybe, there is an accessory to simulate that authentic book smell for ya!?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RyCV1UaSezI/AAAAAAAAAKo/kK2ZL3NEiHI/s1600-h/reader_banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125261119192202034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RyCV1UaSezI/AAAAAAAAAKo/kK2ZL3NEiHI/s320/reader_banner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-5425628297016311631?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5425628297016311631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=5425628297016311631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/5425628297016311631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/5425628297016311631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/digital-digital-get-down.html' title='Digital Digital Get Down!'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RyCV1UaSezI/AAAAAAAAAKo/kK2ZL3NEiHI/s72-c/reader_banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-3782546115848788368</id><published>2007-10-23T11:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T11:12:02.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkeys in Boston!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Watch out for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boston.com/news/local/articles/2007/10/23/turkeys_take_to_cities_towns/?page=1"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;turkeys roaming around Boston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;, Price and Bev! Perhaps this is a sign of what's to come when VT takes on #2 BC later this week--turkey take over!! (**Knock on wood***)Think about it...Thursday night game in Lane Stadium, very tough! It has got to at least be better than last year's game...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GGB!! Let's Go Hokies!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124596098133087314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rx44__6TVFI/AAAAAAAAAKY/mDDQxCJKd0c/s320/VT+maroon+background.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-3782546115848788368?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3782546115848788368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=3782546115848788368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/3782546115848788368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/3782546115848788368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/turkeys-in-boston.html' title='Turkeys in Boston!'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rx44__6TVFI/AAAAAAAAAKY/mDDQxCJKd0c/s72-c/VT+maroon+background.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-758417561539482054</id><published>2007-10-22T08:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T08:56:05.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woooo!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RxzHs_6TVEI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/owJ4UEkh4VU/s1600-h/Celebration.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124190051924923458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RxzHs_6TVEI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/owJ4UEkh4VU/s320/Celebration.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124189244471071778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RxzG9_6TVCI/AAAAAAAAAKA/OsH7kMPlhdM/s320/Kev+ALCS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He doesn't even like her really....his face is all "go away, stop following me!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124188789204538386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RxzGjf6TVBI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/CaqI7UDO5s8/s320/bad+youk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, I need to stop....really....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-758417561539482054?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/758417561539482054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=758417561539482054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/758417561539482054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/758417561539482054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/woooo.html' title='Woooo!!!'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RxzHs_6TVEI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/owJ4UEkh4VU/s72-c/Celebration.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-9202612586764752709</id><published>2007-10-22T07:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T07:22:53.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MLB Hot Corner Alyssa Milano talks to Kevin Youkilis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/38RnyvpGnJg' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/38RnyvpGnJg'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is an older clip, but I need her job! No, I don't search on Youk ALL day long...just a small (large) portion of it...poor thing has to wipe away the sweat a couple times in the middle of the interview! hehe silly bf&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-9202612586764752709?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/9202612586764752709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=9202612586764752709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/9202612586764752709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/9202612586764752709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/mlb-hot-corner-alyssa-milano-talks-to.html' title='MLB Hot Corner Alyssa Milano talks to Kevin Youkilis'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-7688829758963928997</id><published>2007-10-21T07:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T07:58:31.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Sox Nation song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/abc3CevHgms' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/abc3CevHgms'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is cute while the kids sing at least....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET's GO SOX!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-7688829758963928997?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7688829758963928997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=7688829758963928997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/7688829758963928997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Fenway... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Baseball be thy game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;They Kingdom come, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;P layoffs need to be won, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;On Earth, then on to the Cask 'n' Flagon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Give us this day, a perfect Papi, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And forgive us our losses, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;As we forgive those, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Like Bill Buckner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And lead us not, into desperation, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;But deliver us from any losses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;For thine is the Power, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And the Glory, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;To beat the Indians, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Forever and ever....the Yankees suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-5214276088544503886?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5214276088544503886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=5214276088544503886' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/5214276088544503886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/5214276088544503886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/red-sox-prayer.html' title='Red Sox Prayer'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-3021244781824740705</id><published>2007-10-19T07:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T07:44:38.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Redsox Dancefest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/uu43lbTrvOQ' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/uu43lbTrvOQ'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hahaha....the best is Kim: "Was Papelbon a swimmer?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-3021244781824740705?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3021244781824740705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=3021244781824740705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/3021244781824740705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/3021244781824740705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/redsox-dancefest.html' title='Redsox Dancefest'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-6904651556382273348</id><published>2007-10-18T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T07:24:42.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Game 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RxdmXv6TU-I/AAAAAAAAAJg/3i9De1LX2r0/s1600-h/SoxER.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122675659341255650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RxdmXv6TU-I/AAAAAAAAAJg/3i9De1LX2r0/s320/SoxER.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RxdmFv6TU9I/AAAAAAAAAJY/f_LgkEjaWaY/s1600-h/sox.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hehe this was on bostondirtdogs.com this morning.....yea, I laugh because I'm uncomfortable....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-6904651556382273348?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6904651556382273348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=6904651556382273348' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/6904651556382273348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/6904651556382273348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/game-5.html' title='Game 5'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RxdmXv6TU-I/AAAAAAAAAJg/3i9De1LX2r0/s72-c/SoxER.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-5779782338189758841</id><published>2007-10-16T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T11:30:03.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If Youk Tells Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;...to jump off a bridge, I will NOT do it! I am not that obsessed, sheesh! But he did say it's '&lt;a href="http://kevinyoukilis.mlblogs.com/"&gt;no time to panic.'&lt;/a&gt; So opposite of panic I will do. I was sooo nervous this morning thinking about Wakefield on the mound (like you haven't been thinking about it all week also!!), I wanted to do a rain dance for tonight(no pun intended, hehe...he...h...e...eh) ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT then I decided I am completely confident with Timmy throwing for us tonight. That said, please everyone just keep another little prayer in your mind tonight as the Sox try to take Game 4 : Please no Gagne, please no Gagne, please no Gagne....(repeat as many times as needed)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a side note, again, Youk needs to work on his high five skills, he just needs a little more *uumph,*  and Varitek's home run fist pump could be a little stronger too....Love you boys!!  (just in case they are regular readers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122000421762847682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RxUAPv6TU8I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/9L9ffHq-Zbk/s320/Mikey+%2B+Youk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Let's Go Red SOX!&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Let's Go Red SOX!&lt;/span&gt;&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/1311312802861629364-5779782338189758841?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5779782338189758841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=5779782338189758841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/5779782338189758841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/5779782338189758841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/if-youk-tells-me.html' title='If Youk Tells Me...'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RxUAPv6TU8I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/9L9ffHq-Zbk/s72-c/Mikey+%2B+Youk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-4831151950051890936</id><published>2007-10-12T11:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T11:07:39.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Tear my Heart, my Achy Breaky Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/BDdq2jGxPsA' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/BDdq2jGxPsA'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Umm, this song makes me want to vommit for some reason. Billy Ray is scary. I almost prefer his achy breaky mullet. And Hannah Montana sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You guys are mean girls...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-4831151950051890936?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4831151950051890936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=4831151950051890936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/4831151950051890936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/4831151950051890936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/don-tear-my-heart-my-achy-breaky-heart_12.html' title='Don&amp;#39;t Tear my Heart, my Achy Breaky Heart'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-123434100331602719</id><published>2007-10-12T10:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T10:58:47.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ta Freakin' DA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/R6LPPq14q_g' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/R6LPPq14q_g'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-123434100331602719?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/123434100331602719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=123434100331602719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/123434100331602719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/123434100331602719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/ta-freakin-da.html' title='Ta Freakin&amp;#39; DA'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-4811326431111912684</id><published>2007-10-05T05:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T06:22:03.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Nervie!</title><content type='html'>Game 2 tonight. Time to start mentally preparing. So nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game 1 was great. I was at the gym when it started but none of the hanging TVs had the game on (what kinda Communists.......?) so I had to choose a boring treadmill with the individual tellies (genius by the way). I found the key to a nice long cardio workout--have the Red Sox on in front of me while my BF's bat is in fiah! I only stopped because my legs started to go numb and I didn't want to pull a "Banks in Sherrill House" and have my ankles collapse under me. It was so tough restrained my excitement though as &lt;a href="http://kevinyoukilis.mlblogs.com/"&gt;Youk hit his first at-bat homer&lt;/a&gt;, followed by a double and Papi's homer a few innings later. Puts a tune in my head:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;**So this is love..Mmmmmmm...so this is looove...soo this is what makes life divine*** &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-4811326431111912684?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4811326431111912684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=4811326431111912684' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/4811326431111912684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/4811326431111912684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/so-nervie.html' title='So Nervie!'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-5679042672401098619</id><published>2007-10-04T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T06:05:07.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aww look at the Ladybug!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ava loves her Halloween costume...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117465524708791202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RwTjx_6TU6I/AAAAAAAAAJA/cSte7o7ur3M/s320/th_avabug.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who are we kidding, Ava will probably have multiple costumes...next up the Hotdog and the Bumble Bee....maybe the Turkey outfit to wear during Tech games = )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(Don't be fooled by the 'Eat shit and die' look on her face, Ava loves her Mamas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117466546911007666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RwTktf6TU7I/AAAAAAAAAJI/euM-ud9G-z8/s320/th_iammadbug.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-5679042672401098619?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5679042672401098619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=5679042672401098619' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/5679042672401098619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/5679042672401098619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/aww-look-at-ladybug.html' title='Aww look at the Ladybug!'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RwTjx_6TU6I/AAAAAAAAAJA/cSte7o7ur3M/s72-c/th_avabug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-856450996023659702</id><published>2007-09-28T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T09:05:51.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Feud</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;It's that time again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115284733589410690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rv0kXP6TU4I/AAAAAAAAAIw/LQ4VxYjs7vY/s320/Goesdownsmooth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Nuh Nuh, not Car BomB time (but they do go down smooth...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VT &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;vs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;UNC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115285558223131538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rv0lHP6TU5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/5eFkTyqOkhs/s320/BevPriceme-tailgate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Thanks to Rick and Carol (and Blake and Moses), Kim and I will be representing at this year's match up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;LET'S GO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;HOKIES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Sorry TARHEELS, if it were any other game...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&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/1311312802861629364-856450996023659702?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/856450996023659702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=856450996023659702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/856450996023659702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/856450996023659702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/09/family-feud.html' title='Family Feud'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rv0kXP6TU4I/AAAAAAAAAIw/LQ4VxYjs7vY/s72-c/Goesdownsmooth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-4702831805323566599</id><published>2007-09-26T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T05:57:14.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>25 is the new 15...uhh, wait...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Thanks to everyone for all the great 'Happy Birthday' wishes. I did have a fabulous 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; b-day; I'm so old. Old balls. &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;color:#993399;"&gt;Friday night some friends and I hit up Carpool, a local bar down the road and one of our usual watering holes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Things were a little serious at first...we obviously hadn't had enough Capt&amp;amp;Coke before the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HH&lt;/span&gt; special ended...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114583597358207778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rvqmrv6TUyI/AAAAAAAAAIA/FQ4hdRe047o/s320/th_seriously.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Luckily,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Linds&lt;/span&gt; broke out her safety patrol vest, which she honorably received as a 'safety lead' (or some BS) at work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114583975315329842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RvqnBv6TUzI/AAAAAAAAAII/fWxxuJfzjT4/s320/th_thevest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;SO we turned it up a notch, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BAM&lt;/span&gt;! and moved to the ginormous cans...And then (as Kim puts it) we all became camera whores&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114585396949504834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RvqoUf6TU0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cazxo9UrG7Y/s320/Kim%26me.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114586221583225714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RvqpEf6TU3I/AAAAAAAAAIo/KnTiWIYsyNQ/s320/th_noogie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114585564453229394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RvqoeP6TU1I/AAAAAAAAAIY/hMJv0dRhNcM/s320/th_lindsraine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(after warm tequila shots...thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Linds&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Some time in the midst of this I talked to Price and asked for Springsteen's ass print on my concert t-shirt... I think he made that part up, although I'd willingly sport that shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Saturday, Mom came and we spent the afternoon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;conquering Tyson's&lt;/span&gt; Corner mall (again!), then had dinner with Kim &amp;amp; Jason, blew out some candles, and hit the hay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Linds&lt;/span&gt; and I topped off the weekend with dinner Sunday night at &lt;a href="http://www.obisushi.com/"&gt;Obi Sushi &lt;/a&gt;in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Reston&lt;/span&gt; Town Center. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Sooo&lt;/span&gt; good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Good times, thanks everyone :) Next up, BBB Jr.'s b-day East Hundred style in D.C. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-4702831805323566599?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4702831805323566599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=4702831805323566599' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/4702831805323566599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/4702831805323566599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/09/25-is-new-15uhh-wait.html' title='25 is the new 15...uhh, wait...'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rvqmrv6TUyI/AAAAAAAAAIA/FQ4hdRe047o/s72-c/th_seriously.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-5368529451454401445</id><published>2007-09-24T10:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T10:17:25.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our beloved Duke Dog getting wrecked...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/LQY3xH6FNNY' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/LQY3xH6FNNY'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-5368529451454401445?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5368529451454401445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=5368529451454401445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/5368529451454401445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/5368529451454401445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/09/our-beloved-duke-dog-getting-wrecked.html' title='Our beloved Duke Dog getting wrecked...'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-8337506854940046022</id><published>2007-09-19T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T11:19:09.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is the world coming to....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So, a few changes have been made this year to the Virginia Tech football game fan guide. First of all, fans are no longer allowed to 'boo' in Lane Stadium as the opposing team runs through the tunnel. Fine--we had a lot of support from other universities and colleges last April, we won't 'boo' them initially. I can live with that. BUT now, we are no longer allowed to do the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.collegiatetimes.com/stories/2007/09/10/_stick_it_in__banned_from_lane"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;'Stick it in! Stick it in! Stick it in!' cheer either!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt; Ridiculous. That is my favorite cheer! Next thing you know, they are going to stop selling turkey legs at the games too b/c it's offensive to the Hokie bird! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111981225082870930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RvFn1vuH3JI/AAAAAAAAAH4/b6hft6Xa7zg/s320/Hokiebird.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&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/1311312802861629364-8337506854940046022?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8337506854940046022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=8337506854940046022' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/8337506854940046022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/8337506854940046022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-is-world-coming-to.html' title='What is the world coming to....'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RvFn1vuH3JI/AAAAAAAAAH4/b6hft6Xa7zg/s72-c/Hokiebird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-7817434960803418040</id><published>2007-09-14T12:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T12:57:01.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Macaque and the Pigeon...Sittin' in a Tree....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;OMG! How cute is this? Such a cute &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/news/worldnews.html?in_article_id=481601&amp;amp;in_page_id=1811"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110150988159354994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RurnP73ZiHI/AAAAAAAAAHw/gmhKWaSYWtA/s320/monkeypig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Yes, I know, I've must be super busy 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/1311312802861629364-7817434960803418040?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7817434960803418040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=7817434960803418040' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/7817434960803418040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/7817434960803418040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/09/macaque-and-pigeonsittin-in-tree.html' title='Macaque and the Pigeon...Sittin&apos; in a Tree....'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RurnP73ZiHI/AAAAAAAAAHw/gmhKWaSYWtA/s72-c/monkeypig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-169004472320815751</id><published>2007-09-14T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T07:57:14.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>H-O-K-I-E-S HOKIESSSSSSS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Ok, last weekend against LSU was painful and Sean Glennon will never start another game.I feel bad for him, kinda...but let's go Tyrod!! Luckily, my friends were geniuses (some of them...and only in this situation :P ) to buy Marcus Vick jerseys when they were only $30 plus 75% off with an additional 10% off that, and what I really mean is the store people literally turned their heads while the jerseys were stuffed in bags....Ok, I exaggerate, but they did get them super cheap for situations just like this when you need to support the new true freshman starting QB. Oiyy, I'm getting nervous already but we're bound to do better this week right!?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stick it in! Stick it in! Stick it in! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tailgatefever.com/handler.cfm?action=Index"&gt;Tailgate Fever has another good post this week, check it out!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;I would also like to say that I made a decent jump in my College Pick 'Ems this past week when I went from #8 (of 9, who happened to be Kimmy) to #4, all without knowing that the spread points actually matter. (thanks guys!) They thought they could get one by me by assuming I knew these silly rules, but now that I do, I have a feeling I'm going to be unstoppable! In yo' face!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LET'S GO HOKIES!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;GGB!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And remember kids, Jesus hates the Yankees.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Let's GO RED SOX!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-169004472320815751?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/169004472320815751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=169004472320815751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/169004472320815751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/169004472320815751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/09/h-o-k-i-e-s-hokiesssssss.html' title='H-O-K-I-E-S HOKIESSSSSSS'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-33521189664177075</id><published>2007-09-14T06:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T06:04:13.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah Silverman Britney Spears Diss MTV Video Music Awards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/THG4rEAFceE' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/THG4rEAFceE'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think she is hilarious!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-33521189664177075?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/33521189664177075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=33521189664177075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/33521189664177075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/33521189664177075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/09/sarah-silverman-britney-spears-diss-mtv.html' title='Sarah Silverman Britney Spears Diss MTV Video Music Awards'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-5954187913710645453</id><published>2007-08-30T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T12:42:06.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LET'S GO...!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HOKIES!!! Ahh college football season is back. I'm heading down to Blacksburg this weekend for the first game, sooo excited but also a little nervous. I'm working on preparing(physically and mentally) for 1) a long day of over indulging in cheap beer, 2) swollen feet (I'll stay away from the turkey leg), 3) all over chaos (enhanced obviously by #1), and 4) the inevitable killer hangover on Sunday. I may not be as old as some of you (no, I won't name names....&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Banks, Jenne, Price, Bev....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;), but let's face it, I'm not getting any younger and it's getting tougher and tougher to hang like I did in the good old days. And, last but not least 5) how I'm going to feel being on campus for the first time since April's unimaginable massacre? To put it quite simply,  it's going to be weird. Check out this article though:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://msn.foxsports.com/cfb/story/7165982?MSNHPHCP&amp;GT1=10347"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After tragedy, football brings fans together.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;You also need to look at this week's posting on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tailgatefever.com/handler.cfm?action=Index"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TailgateFever &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;for a preseason briefing on this year's team, as well as The Ten Commandments of VT Football.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And so I leave you with one phrase to be repeated as often as possible this weekend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Gobble Gobble Bitches!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-5954187913710645453?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5954187913710645453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=5954187913710645453' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/5954187913710645453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/5954187913710645453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/08/lets-go.html' title='LET&apos;S GO...!!!'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-971150821226485320</id><published>2007-08-13T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T12:15:26.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drum roll please...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;And the winner for Newsweek's pick for Hottest Women's College goes to...&lt;a href="http://www.smith.edu/about_campushighlights.php"&gt;Smith College&lt;/a&gt;!! (sorry, Randolph whatever). Mom sure does know how to pick 'em!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RsCn3hKY6gI/AAAAAAAAAHo/9poN7yVA_KA/s1600-h/CollegeHall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098259350419991042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RsCn3hKY6gI/AAAAAAAAAHo/9poN7yVA_KA/s320/CollegeHall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hottest Women's College&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smith College, Northampton, Mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With 2,800 students, Smith is the nation's largest women's college, and the first to start an engineering program. It is part of the Five Colleges consortium with nearby Mount Holyoke, Amherst, Hampshire and UMass Amherst. The facilities, particularly the cottage-style houses where students live in groups of 13 to 80, are so attractive that visitors originally preferring a coed college often change their minds. "Smith kind of won me over," says Katie Green, who thought she would go to a school with men. "When else in your life can you get the experience of being surrounded by smart, motivated young women who really care about what they're doing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;Unfortunately, UMHB, W&amp;L, VT, JMU, and Oregon State did not make the cut for any of the &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/20228437/site/newsweek/"&gt;25 Hottest Schools&lt;/a&gt;. Hrumph, there is always next year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smith.edu/pubsafety/Templates/PARKING%20RULES%20AND%20REGULATIONS%2006%2007final.doc"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-971150821226485320?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/971150821226485320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=971150821226485320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/971150821226485320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/971150821226485320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/08/drum-roll-please.html' title='Drum roll please...'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RsCn3hKY6gI/AAAAAAAAAHo/9poN7yVA_KA/s72-c/CollegeHall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-4320978957743996853</id><published>2007-08-10T08:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T08:02:40.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frank Caliendo on Letterman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/75wD4E6LSDg' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/75wD4E6LSDg'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-4320978957743996853?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4320978957743996853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=4320978957743996853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/4320978957743996853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/4320978957743996853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/08/frank-caliendo-on-letterman.html' title='Frank Caliendo on Letterman'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-1880801784117007307</id><published>2007-08-09T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T06:05:50.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buddies</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Bahaha just because this pic of my BF is a little goofy and makes me laugh...these are 2 of my favorite Red Sox kids...(I probably say that about all of them really...) and we won last night, thank goodness. Way to go Dustin 'Big Cup' Pedroia on the go-ahead homer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RrsOuRKY6eI/AAAAAAAAAHY/DTO-ukmtSJU/s1600-h/funny+Youk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096683591343598050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RrsOuRKY6eI/AAAAAAAAAHY/DTO-ukmtSJU/s320/funny+Youk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I have a lot of catching up on this blog thing to do, hopefully I'll get to it very soooooon.&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/1311312802861629364-1880801784117007307?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1880801784117007307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=1880801784117007307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/1880801784117007307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/1880801784117007307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/08/buddies.html' title='Buddies'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RrsOuRKY6eI/AAAAAAAAAHY/DTO-ukmtSJU/s72-c/funny+Youk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-1125680961914437692</id><published>2007-07-27T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T10:49:37.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He can call me Flower if he wants to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;Sooooo, there are now 5 of us living at the townhouse: Kim, Lindsay, me, Ava, and apparently this little critter living under our back patio porch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RqosQSpQBoI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/1XyR3tmfLgc/s1600-h/flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091930987090151042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RqosQSpQBoI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/1XyR3tmfLgc/s320/flower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;Aww yea Flower is so cute right? Until it sprays your back porch and the stink permeates most of your house! The good news is that the smell was so pungent at one point we thought the animal had died too, but luckily, that was not the case. Mr. Sherlock, the pest control guy, came out yesterday evening, put a skunk repellent under the porch, and the smell inside at least should fade...in 4-5 more days!! Who knows how long the smell will last outside!? Great, now we're the new stinky neighbors....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;Sadly, I think we are getting used to the smell though. Lindsay and I have spend the past few nights on the back porch plotting how we can cook all of our meals on the grill. So, while I was busy at work today, I checked out the &lt;a href="http://specials.msn.com/Men/GrillGuide.aspx"&gt;'Grilling Guide' &lt;/a&gt;on MSN.com and came across this recipe for Grilled Banana Splits. Although I'm not even a fan of banana splits ever since I puked 22 times after the last time I had one, (yes, I did count the number of times and no, alcohol was not involved), something about it drew me in. I have not tried it obvy, but it actually sounds really good! Check it out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grilled Banana Split&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;NUTRITIONAL INFORMATION (perhaps I should have omitted this part)&lt;br /&gt;1 serving: Calories 642; Carbohydrates 89g; Cholesterol 95mg; Fat 28g; Sodium 188mg &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;INGREDIENTS&lt;br /&gt;4 ripe bananas&lt;br /&gt;8 teaspoons unsalted butter, cut into small pieces&lt;br /&gt;4 tablespoons light brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;4 tablespoons brandy&lt;br /&gt;3 cups vanilla ice cream&lt;br /&gt;8 teaspoons chocolate sauce&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup toasted pecans (optional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;DIRECTIONS&lt;br /&gt;Heat grill to low. Make an incision lengthwise on the side of each banana, leaving 1 inch uncut at both ends and the skin intact. Spread open the cut and place 2 teaspoons of the butter pieces, 1 tablespoon brown sugar, and 1 tablespoon brandy inside. Grill, covered, until the butter mixture has melted and bananas are heated through — 8 to 10 minutes. Transfer the bananas to 4 separate sundae dishes, carefully flipping the bananas over and pouring the sauce into the bottom of each dish. Peel off the skins, and top each with an equal amount of ice cream; add warm chocolate sauce, and nuts, if desired. Serve immediately.&lt;/span&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/1311312802861629364-1125680961914437692?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1125680961914437692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=1125680961914437692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/1125680961914437692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/1125680961914437692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/07/he-can-call-me-flower-if-he-wants-to.html' title='He can call me Flower if he wants to...'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RqosQSpQBoI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/1XyR3tmfLgc/s72-c/flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-1364640696231937980</id><published>2007-07-20T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T13:35:14.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BBB</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Make yourself familiar with the angels, and behold themfrequently in spirit; for without being seen, they are present with you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Saint Francis de Sales &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;"Rather than mourn the absence  of the flame, let us celebrate how brightly it glowed"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;Miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-1364640696231937980?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1364640696231937980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=1364640696231937980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/1364640696231937980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/1364640696231937980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/07/bbb.html' title='BBB'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-4645720512469071002</id><published>2007-07-19T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T07:39:24.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PC Load Letter...??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Happy anniversary to me! Today marks my 3rd year as 'office bitch'....correction, 'executive office bitch.' Oh happy day! I've seen it all my friends: Hawaiian shirt day, newbies buying generic ice cream for Cake day (&lt;em&gt;*gasp*)&lt;/em&gt;, and even more recently some battles over Breakfast day. I know there have been other memorable events along the way, but I think I've suppressed those memories. It's an exciting life....a really....exciting....life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;In other news, we have t.v! Whoop whoop! And by 't.v,' I mean DIRECT TV! In yo' face Cox and Comcast. We couldn't be suckered into your crappy deals with even crappier service, especially when we discovered there was already a dish on our beloved townhouse roof! I dig it. Next Saturday, the guy comes to install Verizon FiOs, conveniently sometime between 8am and 5pm. Jerks...(I said 'guy' instead of 'gal' b/c really are women smart enough to do this sort of work? I mean, Trinity Church's &lt;em&gt;female&lt;/em&gt; Rector is one thing....but female technicians? I think not. We need to get back in the kitchen and keep house...hehe..he..eh?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Speaking of t.v, the revival of television at the Blair-gowksi household (soon to be Blair-gowski-hall..or maybe it could be Blair-gowski Hall...) means MLB Extra Innings is back in service. With the amount of randomness Kim and I notice during these games, we could really be the next female versions of &lt;a href="http://images.search.yahoo.com/search/images/view?back=http%3A%2F%2Fimages.search.yahoo.com%2Fsearch%2Fimages%3Fei%3DUTF-8%26p%3DJerry%2520Remy%2520and%2520Don%2520Orsillo%26fr2%3Dtab-web%26fr%3Dslv8-msgr&amp;w=500&amp;amp;h=375&amp;imgurl=cache.boston.com%2Fbonzai-fba%2FOriginal_Photo%2F2004%2F07%2F26%2F1090855403_2738.jpg&amp;amp;rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.boston.com%2Fsports%2Fnesn%2Fgallery%2Fnesn_booth&amp;size=60.4kB&amp;amp;name=1090855403_2738.jpg&amp;p=Jerry+Remy+and+Don+Orsillo&amp;amp;type=jpeg&amp;no=7&amp;amp;tt=22&amp;oid=5339730187f523c6&amp;amp;ei=UTF-8"&gt;Don Orsillo and Jerry Remy&lt;/a&gt;. So last night as we noticed Coco's new coiffure, it was this striking resemblance that caught out eyes. Does anyone else see the resemblance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Coco Crisp...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(I tried to find a Coco Red Sox pic with the fro but wasn't successful...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rp9pNWzP3eI/AAAAAAAAAGY/mkwpcb6WBzo/s1600-h/coc.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088901782131695074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rp9pNWzP3eI/AAAAAAAAAGY/mkwpcb6WBzo/s320/coc.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Billy Crystal...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rp9nK2zP3cI/AAAAAAAAAGI/iC25qPmAaJ4/s1600-h/crystal2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088899540158766530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rp9nK2zP3cI/AAAAAAAAAGI/iC25qPmAaJ4/s320/crystal2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;These pictures don't do it exact justice, so please if you can catch a game or at least some game highlights in the next couple days (b/c who knows how long Coco will keep the mini fro before going back to cornrows), I don't think you'll be disappointed. It's well worth the chuckle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;One more thing....everyone knows I love Kevin Youkilis as much as the next person...probably more, because really does anyone else share my obsession? But he can be soooo dramatic sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rp9s82zP3gI/AAAAAAAAAGo/zEc-TzZOpZs/s1600-h/Youk.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088905896710364674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rp9s82zP3gI/AAAAAAAAAGo/zEc-TzZOpZs/s320/Youk.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Finally, I know everyone is on pins and needles waiting to see pictures of the new townhouse and from this past weekend's visit with the Boston Blairs. I will post just as soon as either Kim or I can find our adapters to download the pictures from my camera. The wait will be worth it though; I don't think you'll be disappointed. I don't want to give any surprises away, but did someone say Mandy Moore?? &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/1311312802861629364-4645720512469071002?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4645720512469071002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=4645720512469071002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/4645720512469071002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/4645720512469071002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/07/pc-load-letter.html' title='PC Load Letter...??'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rp9pNWzP3eI/AAAAAAAAAGY/mkwpcb6WBzo/s72-c/coc.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-1468821495616452870</id><published>2007-07-11T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T06:38:16.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>But what about Bob??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Excuse me? What about this guy? How are we supposed to keep up with Blake's upcoming adventures in Richmond/MCV with no blog?? Maybe the Boston Blairs should hop on this campaign...it's not like med school will keep him busy; he should have plenty of time to entertain the rest of us!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RpOjm2S4vcI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3XG1Njtj68g/s1600-h/bevblakeprice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085588292036509122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RpOjm2S4vcI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3XG1Njtj68g/s320/bevblakeprice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/1311312802861629364-1468821495616452870?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1468821495616452870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=1468821495616452870' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/1468821495616452870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/1468821495616452870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/07/but-what-about-bob.html' title='But what about Bob??'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RpOjm2S4vcI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3XG1Njtj68g/s72-c/bevblakeprice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-6783459146297690839</id><published>2007-07-03T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T21:10:21.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Picnic spoiler' (3 letters...)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RoqgAGS4vaI/AAAAAAAAAFU/-Zi_zLheJEc/s1600-h/hot+dogd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083051052991298978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RoqgAGS4vaI/AAAAAAAAAFU/-Zi_zLheJEc/s320/hot+dogd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1) Good news guys: One of you might have a chance at entering this year's 4th of July, Nathan's Hot Dog Eating Contest. If you can get past the initial snap of the natural casing (I just puked a a little in my mouth,) one of you could take the place of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://msn.foxsports.com/other/story/6985494?MSNHPHCP&amp;GT1=10239"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kobayashi — the Japanese competitive eating icon and international celebrity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;. Kobayashi's latest stint with lockjaw leaves him questionable for Wednesday's contest. Sounds to me like this guys a little scared of this Joey Chestnut guy (...wouldn't blame him, sounds like a character straight of out the Sopranos) who broke the record in a prelim. competition by scarfing down 59 1/2 hot dogs. Ughth! I bet &lt;a href="http://http//en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sonya_Thomas"&gt;The Black Widow &lt;/a&gt;from Alexandria, VA (no, not Uncle Bill) will be there too! Banks, maybe they will peel the hot dogs for you first! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2) I spend a majority of my afternoon yesterday getting my car registration renewed. Besides having to deal with the dreaded DMV, stupid northern VA and their dumb air quality laws that require Emissions tests before you can renew your registration. Good thing I realized Sunday, July 1st around 11ish p.m. that my registration expired on June 30. Hrumph. I've got to do a better job of remember these things. Anyone remember the incident of June '06, where I got pulled over TWICE in a matter of 72 hours for this crap, once without my license...dumb dumb dumb...luckily no ticket! Thankfully, bossy suggested I take the afternoon off to take care of all this. SO, 4 hours and $70 later, I've registered by car for another year; this time no cops involved!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3) To celebrate this victory, Sus and I went on a 5-mile walk along the &lt;a href="http://www.wodfriends.org/trail.html"&gt;Washington &amp; Old Dominion Trail &lt;/a&gt;that runs 45 miles from Purceville to Alexandria. Unfortunately, I got home to discover a blister had formed again on my heel &lt;em&gt;inside&lt;/em&gt; the previous blister that had finally opened and started to heal, another one on my other heel, &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;on the sole of my right foot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083050155343134082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="114" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RoqfL2S4vYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/LmWOUYRxpvs/s320/W-OD.jpg" width="112" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Later, I decided to break out the old crossword puzzle book to unwind after a stressful day. I was so excited to finish the entire puzzle sans cheating and looking in the back OR asking anyone for help...then I realized it was the 'Easy' category. Oh well. I should have figured when all the clues were "Mayberry youth"...."Black and white sandwich cookie"..."Tennis star Lendl". Doh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-6783459146297690839?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6783459146297690839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=6783459146297690839' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/6783459146297690839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/6783459146297690839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/07/picnic-spoiler-3-letters.html' title='&apos;Picnic spoiler&apos; (3 letters...)'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RoqgAGS4vaI/AAAAAAAAAFU/-Zi_zLheJEc/s72-c/hot+dogd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-1826446139915354659</id><published>2007-07-03T08:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T08:43:49.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Victorino Is Crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/8tvck_ns--4' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/8tvck_ns--4'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So Kim and I were flipping back and forth between the Red Sox game (for obvy reasons) and the Astros game last night, hoping that her cuz, David Borkowski, would come in for relief pitching. He did not, however, we did get to see this crazy attempt to catch a foul ball! bahaha it was so much better to see live....but ouch. I'm ok laughing, even though he could have been (might be)hurt, b/c even he was laughing a little afterwards... unless that was a grimace in pain....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-1826446139915354659?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1826446139915354659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=1826446139915354659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/1826446139915354659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/1826446139915354659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/07/victorino-is-crazy.html' title='Victorino Is Crazy'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-5490281879117502474</id><published>2007-06-25T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T06:15:27.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hostess with the Mostest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RoBhiBRbydI/AAAAAAAAAE8/fyUJBuL-N_s/s1600-h/twinkie_the_kid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080167616758925778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RoBhiBRbydI/AAAAAAAAAE8/fyUJBuL-N_s/s320/twinkie_the_kid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mmmm. &lt;a href="http://www.snopes.com/food/ingredient/twinkies.asp"&gt;Twinkies&lt;/a&gt;. Finally, the Hostess Twinkies Bake Set got put to good use this weekend as Kim and Jason attempted the impossible dream of recreating the Twinkie at home. Although these delightfully golden, cream-filled cakes turned out pretty well (despite my attempt to have the goods wrapped in cellophane to sit outside in the sun for a few days before the first bite, for authenticity of course,) I don't think any of us will be touching another Twinkie for a while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nevermind the fact that you have to walk for &lt;a href="http://www.calorieking.com/foods/food/carbs-calories-in-hostess-desserts-twinkies-hostess_Y2lkPTM3MTI0JmJpZD00NjUmZmlkPTc4MzM2JnBhcj0.html"&gt;41 mins &lt;/a&gt;to burn off a single cake, these recipes could really put &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/food/paula_deen/article/0,1974,FOOD_11023_1670938,00.html"&gt;Paula Dean &lt;/a&gt;to the test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For example, Recipe 1: Sponge cake (difficult level = 3 Twinkie cakes out of 4) packs a little over 3/4 cup sugar and 8 tablespoons (1 stick) of butter. Add in the Vanilla Fluff filling (difficult level = 1 Twinkie cake out of 4) and you've added another 6 tablespoons of butter and 1.5 cups sugar. I'm just glad they didn't attempt the Whipped Vanilla filling with a whopping 16 tablespoons (2 sticks) of butter! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oiiyyy I can hear myself getting fatter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Maybe just one more....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080166809305074098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RoBgzBRbybI/AAAAAAAAAEs/34Cn3ANapA8/s320/DSCN0292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RoBhGxRbycI/AAAAAAAAAE0/7ShTeP54GkA/s1600-h/DSCN0293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080167148607490498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RoBhGxRbycI/AAAAAAAAAE0/7ShTeP54GkA/s320/DSCN0293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And, yes, that is a cheap 1.75 Liters of Gordon's Gin in the background. De-licious.&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/1311312802861629364-5490281879117502474?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5490281879117502474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=5490281879117502474' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/5490281879117502474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/5490281879117502474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/06/hostess-with-mostest.html' title='Hostess with the Mostest'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RoBhiBRbydI/AAAAAAAAAE8/fyUJBuL-N_s/s72-c/twinkie_the_kid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-9212525735783098275</id><published>2007-06-22T05:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T05:54:35.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SexyBack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/s8WUcnsIBT0' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/s8WUcnsIBT0'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Friday kids! Unless things pick up a little bit, there could be a lot more of these postings today :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-9212525735783098275?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/9212525735783098275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=9212525735783098275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/9212525735783098275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/9212525735783098275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/06/sexyback.html' title='SexyBack'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-6234701808900149246</id><published>2007-06-22T05:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T05:43:09.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scuba Cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/SN1VcgRrEM8' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/SN1VcgRrEM8'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ahaha, what kind of additional freakish issues do you think Mr. Hitch would have if he could be taught to do this?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-6234701808900149246?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6234701808900149246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=6234701808900149246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/6234701808900149246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/6234701808900149246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/06/scuba-cat.html' title='Scuba Cat'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-1462530174705856347</id><published>2007-06-19T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T17:08:23.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Veggies Schmeggies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RnfUlRRbyZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/d7DyqkzQjE4/s1600-h/garden-burger-flame-grilled.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077760841640298898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RnfUlRRbyZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/d7DyqkzQjE4/s320/garden-burger-flame-grilled.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I don't know if it's something in the air? Full moon? Or, maybe it's the recent interaction with all of these pseudo-hippies (**cough**Banks and Jenne**cough**oh yea, and Kim**), BUT as I was cruising the frozen breakfast aisle the other day, I suddenly found myself staring at the &lt;a href="http://www.seeveggiesdifferently.com/"&gt;Morning Star Breakfast Starters&lt;/a&gt;. I'm looking at the sale sign--2/$6.00...contemplating...there is no way these things taste like real sausage (or, 'sahsauge' as Papadopalus would say). I take a few quick glances to my left, to my right, grab the green box, throw it in my cart, and quickly exit the scene. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OMG, you veggies who are buying these Morning Star products are totally being scammed! They look like real meat, taste like real meat, do not smell like real meat (but hey, you could say the same thing for a PEBO burger)...no way these things don't contain animal! A little chewy, but all in all, not bad! Maybe next time I'm feeling adventurous, I'll branch out to something like a **gasp** veggie burger... &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/1311312802861629364-1462530174705856347?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1462530174705856347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=1462530174705856347' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/1462530174705856347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/1462530174705856347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/06/veggies-schmeggies.html' title='Veggies Schmeggies'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RnfUlRRbyZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/d7DyqkzQjE4/s72-c/garden-burger-flame-grilled.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-2028112404853962534</id><published>2007-06-18T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T10:58:11.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mandy Follow-up</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077463565478906242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RnbGNhRbyYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/dcFP9Vgn77g/s320/MandyMoore1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;I'm thinking that &lt;a href="http://http://music.msn.com/mandymoore?GT1=10094"&gt;Mandy's &lt;/a&gt;PR people must be followers of The Girl. Ever since I posted about my closet Mandy Moore &lt;a href="http://www.mooreofmandy.com/"&gt;obsession&lt;/a&gt; (strategically nestled inside the proclamation of new found love for Gabe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Macht&lt;/span&gt;), I've noticed the media has gone into Mandy-mania! She's all over the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;, or at least &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt;.com. Coincidence you say because she is about to drop a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;? I think not. Will I buy her new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; you ask? I think not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;However, she does seem to a classy person and comparably a better role model than the rest of these &lt;a href="http://entertainment.msn.com/music/hotgossip/6-13-07"&gt;'Pop Princesses&lt;/a&gt;.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;Check out: &lt;a href="http://music.msn.com/mandymoore/article"&gt;The Moore Model:Tips for Young Hollywood.&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/1311312802861629364-2028112404853962534?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2028112404853962534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=2028112404853962534' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/2028112404853962534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/2028112404853962534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/06/mandy-follow-up.html' title='Mandy Follow-up'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RnbGNhRbyYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/dcFP9Vgn77g/s72-c/MandyMoore1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-804011242817017594</id><published>2007-06-18T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T07:26:57.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Case of the Mondays</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;OMG...it's Monday morning, I'm catching up on the weekend blogs (nice Father's Day tributes guys, love the pics!) and I'm sooo excited to see that Youk has finally updated his blog. Everything is going great, I'm enjoying the read until the last paragraph...girlfriend? Enza? really? What kind of a name is that? (I love to call people out like that on their names as pay back). So naturally I had to do a little digging for dirt on this '&lt;a href="http://thetrack.bostonherald.com/moreTrack/view.bg?articleid=149981"&gt;Enza&lt;/a&gt;' character, and dirt I found! Apparently, she's an ex-floozie of &lt;a href="http://http://www.whosdatedwho.com/celebrities/people/dating/ben-affleck.htm"&gt;Ben Affleck&lt;/a&gt;! Watch your back Youk, she sounds a little swarmy. Hrumph. It's ok though, I'm down but I'm not out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-804011242817017594?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/804011242817017594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=804011242817017594' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/804011242817017594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/804011242817017594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/06/case-of-mondays.html' title='Case of the Mondays'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-2340887013941892351</id><published>2007-06-12T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T11:36:30.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So what happens is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rm7mVxRbyXI/AAAAAAAAAEM/EI44yHdFZlM/s1600-h/pdids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075247091771230578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rm7mVxRbyXI/AAAAAAAAAEM/EI44yHdFZlM/s320/pdids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rm7mIBRbyWI/AAAAAAAAAEE/KUAUR0wY9Uk/s1600-h/pdids.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quote of the weekend sponsored by Heineken and Busch:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Bev, I was having fuuhhhn!! You knew where I &lt;em&gt;were.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks P-Dids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rm7l-BRbyVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/GvlkvljPWnY/s1600-h/pdids.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-2340887013941892351?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2340887013941892351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=2340887013941892351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/2340887013941892351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/2340887013941892351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-what-happens-is.html' title='So what happens is...'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rm7mVxRbyXI/AAAAAAAAAEM/EI44yHdFZlM/s72-c/pdids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-6773696912017740004</id><published>2007-06-08T07:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T07:55:57.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Office - Jim's Imitation of Dwight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/CqmlxKR0xlA' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/CqmlxKR0xlA'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-6773696912017740004?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6773696912017740004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=6773696912017740004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/6773696912017740004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/6773696912017740004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/06/office-jim-imitation-of-dwight.html' title='The Office - Jim&amp;#39;s Imitation of Dwight'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-432729841873298265</id><published>2007-06-08T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T08:09:01.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm missing you like candy...love Mandy"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rmlp8hRbyUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pqYJpa9nGTE/s1600-h/GabrielMacht.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073702943654136130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rmlp8hRbyUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pqYJpa9nGTE/s320/GabrielMacht.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Sooooooo, I'm not ashamed (a little..) to admit that I love Mandy Moore movies. I do! So what? Really, she's underrated. I mean, have you seen &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0281358/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Walk to Remember&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0360139/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chasing Liberty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? Ok, maybe those aren't the best examples but there are only so many from which to choose. If you weren't impressed by these, perhaps I may suggest her most recent release to DVD and my newest most fav chick flick-- &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0490084/trailers-screenplay-E31156-10-2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because I Said So&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. No, it didn't get outstanding reviews and, yes, it is a little extravagant. Don't put so much weight on public opinion! As I said, it's a chick flick, what else do you expect....? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;But seriously, let me get to my real point of all this. Besides Mandy's most brilliant acting to date, this movie brings something even greater to the screen--Gabriel Macht. The rest of you may know him from movies such as &lt;em&gt;The Good Shepard&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;The Recruit&lt;/em&gt;. I, however, have not seen either of those, therefore, I praise &lt;em&gt;Because I said So&lt;/em&gt; for introducing me to this fine specimen. (Don't worry, Youk is cool with this. He's on the road so much, he understands...Love you Youk!). Gabriel was absolutely adorable, or at least the idea of his character was, and for that I now lub him too. I'm not sure where he's been all my life, but I will allow him to jump a few spaces to the top (or near top) of my list. Love you, love you, love you lots, Gabe. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;And don't forget to catch Mandy in her upcoming movie, &lt;a href="http://licensetowedthemovie.warnerbros.com/"&gt;License to Wed&lt;/a&gt;, also featuring The Office star, John Krasinski.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RmlkwBRbyTI/AAAAAAAAADs/SS9CXm_WlUs/s1600-h/GabrielMacht.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-432729841873298265?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/432729841873298265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=432729841873298265' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/432729841873298265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/432729841873298265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-missing-you-like-candylove-mandy.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m missing you like candy...love Mandy&quot;'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rmlp8hRbyUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pqYJpa9nGTE/s72-c/GabrielMacht.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-7928548797899526711</id><published>2007-05-30T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T13:23:30.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Lub.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rl3Q_sjyqnI/AAAAAAAAADk/h2G6aK7sdco/s1600-h/Youk.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;So, I'm not really sure why this makes me so happy, but I just saw on &lt;a href="http://www.redsox.com/"&gt;RedSox.com&lt;/a&gt; that Youkilis has made his inaugural blog entry and I have a feeling it will be a consistently interesting read. I lub him. **Siighhh*** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;Look, he made a blog entry on 5/29....I made an entry on 5/29...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;And how cute was he bookin' it around the bases the other night with his &lt;a href="http://boston.redsox.mlb.com/news/article.jsp?ymd=20070528&amp;content_id=1991576&amp;amp;vkey=news_bos&amp;fext=.jsp&amp;amp;c_id=bos"&gt;inside-the-park HR&lt;/a&gt;?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;Maybe he will put a link to my blog on his site :)&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/1311312802861629364-7928548797899526711?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7928548797899526711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=7928548797899526711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/7928548797899526711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/7928548797899526711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/05/in-lub.html' title='In Lub.'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-7913074435299713281</id><published>2007-05-29T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T05:21:37.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B-O-L-O-G-N-A</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;North Carolina--specifically, Charlotte-- proved itself to be home to another great weekend (once again, in yo' face Whiteville!). Susan, Shannon (Sus' bf), and I all hopped in the Escape (proper pronunciation: ESCAP-EY, I think it's French?) Friday evening, stopped for a brief 12 hour layover at Chez Blair, and cruised the rest of the way down on Saturday morning. We made pretty good time despite the temptation to stop at all 15 yard sales set up between Altavista and Hurt, and somehow managed to miss most of the race traffic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.visitcharlotte.com/"&gt;Charlotte&lt;/a&gt; is home to the other half of my VT family: JJ, Stef, Allyson, Brandon, Brennon, and Paul 1 (who unfortunately had prior obligations and could not hang out.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It had been a while since our last visit, so this was a much needed semi-reunion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rlzs5sjyqmI/AAAAAAAAADc/QuxD26fpgxo/s1600-h/DSCN0239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070187756470315618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rlzs5sjyqmI/AAAAAAAAADc/QuxD26fpgxo/s320/DSCN0239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Saturday afternoon we headed Uptown to check out the Speed Week events. As luck would have it, conveniently after a few beers and margaritas, we stumbled upon the &lt;a href="http://www.kraftfoods.com/om/omm_whatsawienermobile.htm"&gt;Oscar Meyer Weinermobile&lt;/a&gt;! Nooo, Susan, Stef, and I did not sign away our rights just to stand in front of the weinermobile and sing "My bologna has a first name...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ok, we did. BUT, we were completely clothed, straw cowboy hat and Solo cup-free, and figured if the line of 8 year olds and younger could do it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A few free samples and not so free beverages later, it was time for dinner so we hit up a local pizza joint, then made out way to another watering hole for a night cap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Susan (pink) and Shannon (red) : P...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070178930312522290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rlzk38jyqjI/AAAAAAAAADE/YgbFBqsLjIs/s320/DSCN0242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sunday was another big day. After church, the group drove across the border to SC for lunch on the lake. What lake you ask? Good question. I never thought to ask...however, here is Susan's arm with the lake in the background! So pretty :P Oh, and I almost forgot, we didn't go to church...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RlzgKcjyqdI/AAAAAAAAACU/B5he-SpzA64/s1600-h/DSCN0244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070173750581963218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RlzgKcjyqdI/AAAAAAAAACU/B5he-SpzA64/s320/DSCN0244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Later on that evening, a few more people came over to the house for a BBQ, followed by a crucial game of Cranium: Bros vs Hoes. Guess who won...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RlziSMjyqfI/AAAAAAAAACk/e1871ImB6fs/s1600-h/DSCN0270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070176082749204978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RlziSMjyqfI/AAAAAAAAACk/e1871ImB6fs/s320/DSCN0270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rlzgn8jyqeI/AAAAAAAAACc/M5g8QusYy8U/s1600-h/DSCN0273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070174257388104162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rlzgn8jyqeI/AAAAAAAAACc/M5g8QusYy8U/s320/DSCN0273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Finally, after a few hours of recovery on Monday morning, it was time to truck it back to old Virginia. Nothing like a summer of road trips! Boston, here I come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Apparently NC has a way of bringing out the Gangstah side of people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RlzkIcjyqiI/AAAAAAAAAC8/0vRWLpohv6g/s1600-h/DSCN0276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070178114268736034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RlzkIcjyqiI/AAAAAAAAAC8/0vRWLpohv6g/s320/DSCN0276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Stef and I....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rlzjz8jyqhI/AAAAAAAAAC0/k3VTwsVt1ic/s1600-h/DSCN0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070177762081417746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rlzjz8jyqhI/AAAAAAAAAC0/k3VTwsVt1ic/s320/DSCN0265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Stef is recently engaged to the grill master, JJ....poor girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RlzniMjyqlI/AAAAAAAAADU/d16sOVV_svk/s1600-h/DSCN0253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070181855185250898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RlzniMjyqlI/AAAAAAAAADU/d16sOVV_svk/s320/DSCN0253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-7913074435299713281?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7913074435299713281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=7913074435299713281' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/7913074435299713281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/7913074435299713281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/05/b-o-l-o-g-n.html' title='B-O-L-O-G-N-A'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rlzs5sjyqmI/AAAAAAAAADc/QuxD26fpgxo/s72-c/DSCN0239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-1783828679798353799</id><published>2007-05-17T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T09:56:31.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You can't win 'em all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;So, I think we all know how Round 1 of this match must have ended....Kai said 'In yo' face.' Better luck next time, Banks. Maybe the Red Sox trainers can rig something to temporarily reattach your tendon? &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rkz1FsjyqaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/rNTwYcaJ5KM/s1600-h/kaibanks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065693159094397346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rkz1FsjyqaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/rNTwYcaJ5KM/s320/kaibanks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can become infamously associated with a bloody v-neck tee?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-1783828679798353799?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1783828679798353799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=1783828679798353799' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/1783828679798353799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/1783828679798353799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/05/you-cant-win-em-all.html' title='You can&apos;t win &apos;em all.'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rkz1FsjyqaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/rNTwYcaJ5KM/s72-c/kaibanks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-4574085019109615284</id><published>2007-05-15T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T19:00:03.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Graduate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RkpRD8jyqZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/C8fkNECUVeI/s1600-h/DSCN0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064949859169249682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RkpRD8jyqZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/C8fkNECUVeI/s320/DSCN0229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Congratulations!! Mom has once again proven what a Rock Star she really is. After enduring a year+ of classes with angry &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lesbians &lt;/span&gt;and pulling countless all-nighters (still TBD whether caused by last minute cramming or last minute keggers), Mom is now the proud owner of a Masters in Special Education from &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.rmwc.edu"&gt;Randolph Macon Women's College&lt;/a&gt; (now to be called Randolph College.) I know all of us are so proud of her. In fact, I even teared up as she led the march of graduates; luckily, I was saved by my over sized sun goggles which hid the evidence as I quickly regained composure (thanks Paris, I knew you really would enhance my life somehow.) It was such a beautiful spring day and as I saw her leading the way with a smile on her face, I couldn't help but think how proud Dad must be looking down and seeing Mom achieve this outstanding goal on Mother's Day and his birthday. Just another notch on her belt of amazingness! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Nevertheless, I do recall Price and I discussing how we had individually advised Mom to stop staying up until 4am to finish papers--half-ass it! But did she listen? Maybe! Who knew we were dealing with the class clown!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;All and all the graduation ceremony was nice. In fact, you all would have gotten as much amusement as Carol, Rick, and I did when the hippie &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lesbian &lt;/span&gt;next to me, in following apparent tradition, put her arm around me at the end of the ceremony as she swayed and sang to the school song &lt;a href="http://www.rmwc.edu/studentlife/handbook/history_traditions.asp#song"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To Randolph Macon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;However, I think the three of us giggling uncontrollably was enough of a hint and she soon after removed her arm from my innocent shoulders. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;After graduation, Mom and I relaxed while indulging in a few Bloody Mary's, the Sunday crossword, a little &lt;a href="http://www.bravotv.com/Real_Housewives_2"&gt;The Real Housewives of Orange County&lt;/a&gt;. Before I hit the road, we stopped by to give Grandmommy a little Mother's Day greeting and some treats. It was another great weekend, wish you could have all been there! But you can catch Mom in the gown again at the new Harry Potter premier later this summer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RkpQyMjyqYI/AAAAAAAAABs/0P7v8Fsullw/s1600-h/DSCN0221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064949554226571650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RkpQyMjyqYI/AAAAAAAAABs/0P7v8Fsullw/s320/DSCN0221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RkpQgsjyqXI/AAAAAAAAABk/OLyR2l_fdSY/s1600-h/DSCN0223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064949253578860914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RkpQgsjyqXI/AAAAAAAAABk/OLyR2l_fdSY/s320/DSCN0223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RkpQMcjyqWI/AAAAAAAAABc/5qKP90HPMHk/s1600-h/DSCN0224.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-4574085019109615284?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4574085019109615284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=4574085019109615284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/4574085019109615284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/4574085019109615284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/05/graduate.html' title='The Graduate'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RkpRD8jyqZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/C8fkNECUVeI/s72-c/DSCN0229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-9141839303539397590</id><published>2007-05-08T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T09:56:31.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes life just passes you by....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RkEbaj_XMPI/AAAAAAAAABM/X3P-Fh9YuJ0/s1600-h/DSCN0208.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RkEbBD_XMOI/AAAAAAAAABE/QgFYc0RULsc/s1600-h/DSCN0205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062357161206034658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RkEbBD_XMOI/AAAAAAAAABE/QgFYc0RULsc/s320/DSCN0205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;While boozin'-Susan and I were celebrating Cinco de Mayo (and a Cinco de may-o-my it was), my hopes and dreams of being on &lt;a href="http://sox-appeal.com/home.html"&gt;Sox Appeal&lt;/a&gt; were shattered with the empty bottles I knocked onto the ground..a couple times. That's right, my chance at being the HERO on &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;blind dates at a home Red Sox game are done-zo. I could have been a contendah! Harumph!Although, it would have been tough to concentrate on the dates with all my bfs on the field. Oh well, I guess that just leaves me available for &lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/mlb/photo?slug=getty-73394874eg049_new_york_yank_11_54_51_pm&amp;prov=getty"&gt;Youk&lt;/a&gt;. He likes baseball...I like baseball...&lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/mlb/photo?slug=getty-73394835eg002_new_york_yank_5_42_08_pm&amp;amp;prov=getty"&gt;He&lt;/a&gt; has a VT hat...I love VT. Wow, does anyone else feel this connection? Unreal.&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/1311312802861629364-9141839303539397590?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/9141839303539397590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=9141839303539397590' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/9141839303539397590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/9141839303539397590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/05/sometimes-life-just-passes-you-by.html' title='Sometimes life just passes you by....'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RkEbBD_XMOI/AAAAAAAAABE/QgFYc0RULsc/s72-c/DSCN0205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-1857374155771884999</id><published>2007-05-03T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T20:29:44.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>North Carolina--Raise up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Who knew Fayetteville, NC had so much to offer? No, I'm not talking about South of the Border billboards and Topless!Topless!Topless! 24 hour restaurants. All in all, it was a great weekend. We ate great food; we drank mediocre beer; we prayed to the porcelain god (by "we" I mean Banks and Jenne--not my fault!); we listened in on a little domestic di&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;spute while enjoying the Saturday morning crossword and Sudoku on the porch; and best of all, we saw JoJo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Now, there's been a lot of talk, a lot of rumors, a lot of speculation as to how good JoJo's performance actually was at this year's Dogwood Festival, and who really enjoyed the show the most? Well, it's time to put this story to bed and I think the main man to do that is BBB, Jr., himself. Banks braved the crowd of teeny-boppers (as Jenne and I stayed back to covet our remaining beer) to get up close to the Sensation. He did a remarkable job at capturing these candid shots before her 15 minute show came to a close. Let's let the pictures speak for themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060478194618413186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RjpuGz_XMII/AAAAAAAAAAU/v81Dk8sif28/s320/Pop+Sensation.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060478675654750354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rjpuiz_XMJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/pOVrIi7z5d4/s320/DSCN0181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't worry, all was not lost. On the way home, the jerk stored called....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060479470223700130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RjpvRD_XMKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/sS9QeeP8TNo/s320/Jerk+Store+called...JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;In other news: Banks has hair and he smiles in pictures!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060483133830803634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RjpymT_XMLI/AAAAAAAAAAs/rOWz55ZlnqY/s320/Team+Blairhop.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060483550442631362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/Rjpy-j_XMMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/kf8q19OsG1s/s320/Big+Bro+and+me.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I also want to thank Jenne for introducing me to &lt;a href="http://www.anitaliberty.com/"&gt;Anita Liberty&lt;/a&gt;, poet and author of &lt;em&gt;How to Heal the Hurt by Hating &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;How to Stay Bitter through the Happiest Times of Your Life. &lt;/em&gt;I read the first book and found it witty and insightful. I recommend checking her out, even if you aren't bitter. I'm not bitter...not really....a little.............I'm sure it will pass.&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/1311312802861629364-1857374155771884999?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1857374155771884999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=1857374155771884999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/1857374155771884999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/1857374155771884999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/05/north-carolina-raise-up.html' title='North Carolina--Raise up!'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDhvOp8-fOU/RjpuGz_XMII/AAAAAAAAAAU/v81Dk8sif28/s72-c/Pop+Sensation.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1311312802861629364.post-8649798758442245597</id><published>2007-05-01T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T17:47:08.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Price.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Ok Ok. I took pity on Price since he cannot be a mystalker, or should I say 'chooses' not to be. I'm going to try to keep up with this blog. After all, it seems to be another one of  those things that all the cool kids are doing, at least the Blair kids. Plus, I'm pretty sure he promised that if I &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; start this blog, he would let me move up to Boston rent-free and job-free while he and Bev support me.  It's going to be a good life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Note: If I forget to post for a few days and you're dying to know what exciting things happened to me that day, just imagine a GT in my hand and the Sox game on TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1311312802861629364-8649798758442245597?l=theblairgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8649798758442245597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1311312802861629364&amp;postID=8649798758442245597' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/8649798758442245597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1311312802861629364/posts/default/8649798758442245597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairgirl.blogspot.com/2007/05/for-price.html' title='For Price.'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06283736178070697909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
