<?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-27443827</id><updated>2011-11-09T01:22:24.677Z</updated><category term='I&apos;m Back'/><title type='text'>Too Finicky For My Own Good</title><subtitle type='html'>The first day of my self-depreciating life... that should be a song!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Holls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265471459704110500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/R8NMkb-XqzI/AAAAAAAAABw/8bc_Lc8_t8U/S220/floridabeach.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27443827.post-2688227293126077702</id><published>2011-10-09T22:13:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-10-09T22:17:53.852Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m Back'/><title type='text'>WOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r6U0oh54hsE/TpIdFiq_ZhI/AAAAAAAAADA/ccHvx9005kM/s1600/Viola_055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661619662601807378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r6U0oh54hsE/TpIdFiq_ZhI/AAAAAAAAADA/ccHvx9005kM/s320/Viola_055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its been years since I posted here mainly because I am too lazy to remember my password and get a new one. But my sweet sis-in-law came to town and wanted my rum cake recipe, so I looked for my old blog entry and hazzah! there it was. I was so glad to see my sister and sis in law (bro in law and neices) all in the past month. because we are so isolated from family here in Destin. But I wouldn't move unless you dragged me away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;....and for your viewing pleasure - Here is one of Logan's Modeling shots from a shoot at Seaside. He so purty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27443827-2688227293126077702?l=finickyholli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/feeds/2688227293126077702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27443827&amp;postID=2688227293126077702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/2688227293126077702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/2688227293126077702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/2011/10/wow.html' title='WOW'/><author><name>Holls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265471459704110500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/R8NMkb-XqzI/AAAAAAAAABw/8bc_Lc8_t8U/S220/floridabeach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r6U0oh54hsE/TpIdFiq_ZhI/AAAAAAAAADA/ccHvx9005kM/s72-c/Viola_055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27443827.post-2590252403271565216</id><published>2007-02-03T18:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-10-09T22:23:44.739Z</updated><title type='text'>I won !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/RcTa0GnaBAI/AAAAAAAAABc/YHNmPGOLlic/s1600-h/070406_18511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027383672716264450" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/RcTa0GnaBAI/AAAAAAAAABc/YHNmPGOLlic/s320/070406_18511.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Holly’s recipe was judged on taste, ease of recipe and appearance,” Sarah Schreifer said of&amp;nbsp; Sarah K's Gourmet, “and she scored the highest in these categories.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holly’s Malibu Rum Cake &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 cup chopped pecans (18 1/2 oz.) (PLEASE DONT USE WALNUTS - THAT'S JUST GROSS) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 package yellow cake mix 1 (3 3/4 oz.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 package instant vanilla pudding &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 eggs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 cup cold water &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 cup Canola oil &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 cup Malibu rum &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Preheat oven to 325 degrees. Grease and flour 12-cup Bundt cake pan. Sprinkle nuts over bottom of pan. Mix all ingredients together and pour over nuts. Bake 1 hour. Cool. Invert on serving plate. Prick a lot of holes in the top. Drizzle smooth glaze evenly over top and sides. Allow cake to absorb glaze. Repeat until all glaze is used. Decorate with powdered sugar. The cake is so moist, and the longer it sits around, the better tastes. Serve warm or cold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Glaze &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 lb. butter &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 cup water &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 cup granulated sugar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 cup Malibu rum &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melt butter in saucepan. Stir in water and sugar. Boil 5 minutes, stirring constantly. Remove from heat and stir in rum. &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/27443827-2590252403271565216?l=finickyholli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/feeds/2590252403271565216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27443827&amp;postID=2590252403271565216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/2590252403271565216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/2590252403271565216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-won.html' title='I won !'/><author><name>Holls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265471459704110500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/R8NMkb-XqzI/AAAAAAAAABw/8bc_Lc8_t8U/S220/floridabeach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/RcTa0GnaBAI/AAAAAAAAABc/YHNmPGOLlic/s72-c/070406_18511.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27443827.post-7665355353498239351</id><published>2007-01-05T17:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-10-09T22:34:14.274Z</updated><title type='text'>Holly A to Z</title><content type='html'>A-Available or single? I'm available exclusively to one Mr. Ken Viola&lt;br /&gt;B-Best Friend? all are equally loved&lt;br /&gt;C-Cake or pie? MOCHA LATTE CAKE FROM pUBLIX&lt;br /&gt;D-Drink of choice? Cappacino, diet pepsi....not together&lt;br /&gt;E-Essential item I use every day: eyeliner&lt;br /&gt;F-Favorite color? depends on my mood&lt;br /&gt;G-Gummy Bears or Gummy worms? neither, gross&lt;br /&gt;H-Hometown? Baltimore&lt;br /&gt;I-Indulgence? Long bubble baths, with no kids screaming "MOM!!"&lt;br /&gt;J-January or February? February, - means spring is around the corner here in florida&lt;br /&gt;K-Kids and names - Tanner, Logan. We still need to pick a middle name for Logan. Kenny likes "Magnus". i don't. he wants somethign manly but Logan likes Max. &lt;br /&gt;L-Life is incomplete without? Kitties&lt;br /&gt;M-Marriage date - 12/23/1991&lt;br /&gt;N-Number of siblings: brother and sister&lt;br /&gt;O-Oranges or apples? granny smith apples &lt;br /&gt;P-Phobias or fears? Being poor, spiders, scorpions (after being stung twice), fire ants after Logan almost died from them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q-Favorite quote? "Whose leg do you have to hump around here to get a dry martini?" ~ Brian Griffin, Family Guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R-Reasons to smile? The beach in Destin&lt;br /&gt;S-Season? Fall - warn in the day, cool at night and the Gulf is still warm &lt;br /&gt;T-Time of the day? When I can finally go to bed and stop answering questions and making phone calls. &lt;br /&gt;U-Unknown fact about me: I remember all of the words to Madonna's first album. seriously - it's embarrassing and I still have a scar on my arm from burning it when ironing a skirt&amp;nbsp;for the "Desperately Seeking Susan" premier. &lt;br /&gt;V-Vegetable you don't like: pretty much like all veggies... beets? stain your teeth&lt;br /&gt;W-Worst habit: reading gossip and watching stupid "reality" shows that are scripted.&lt;br /&gt;X-Xrayed? back, fingers, head, chest&lt;br /&gt;Y-Your favorite food? Pizza, chinese, sushi&lt;br /&gt;-Zodiac? Scorpio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27443827-7665355353498239351?l=finickyholli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/feeds/7665355353498239351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27443827&amp;postID=7665355353498239351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/7665355353498239351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/7665355353498239351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/2007/01/holly-to-z.html' title='Holly A to Z'/><author><name>Holls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265471459704110500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/R8NMkb-XqzI/AAAAAAAAABw/8bc_Lc8_t8U/S220/floridabeach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27443827.post-8476596080437854201</id><published>2007-01-04T14:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-04T15:11:01.499Z</updated><title type='text'>another meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know, I hate these too but I am waiting on a phone call and decided to keep my idle hands busy.... also, please note that i am allowed to change my mind at any time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Is there anybody you just wish would fall off the face of the earth? All people that abuse animals&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. How do you flush the toilet in public" With my foot (shoe on of course)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Do you wear your seatbelt in the car? usually&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Name one thing that you start to get tense about if you are close to running out of it? Gas, Diet Coke&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. What famous person do you (or other people) think you resemble? I don't. When  was little I heard kristy McNichol... then in my 20's it was Susannah Hoffs from the Bangles. Now I am just old with brown hair and brown eyes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. What is your favorite pizza topping? cheese with Old Bay Seasoning (try it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you crack your knuckles?  No. I used to crack my back but it is so destroyed from cheerleading and gymnastics, it doesn't crack anymore. Just fused together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What song do you hate the most when it gets stuck in your head? Little Einsteins&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. Did just mentioning that song make it get stuck in your head? No, thank god&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. What are your super powers? Being a mom to a teen and a 5 yr old and not shooting myself in the temple.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. Peppermint or spearmint? Spearemint gum, but food-wise, peppermint (peppermint patties). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. Where are your car keys? In my bag&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. What’s your most annoying habit? Forgetting things&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. Where did you last go on vacation? Orlando. but it wasn't really a vacation. Took my boy to the MLG Halo Tournament.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What CD is closest to you right now? Hannah Montana (not mine)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What 3 things can always be found in your refrigerator? Skim Milk (eeww - it's hubby's), diet coke, Fat Free Miracle Whip (disgusting... his again)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. What superstition do you believe in/practice? Karma, what you do, comes back 10 fold.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. What color are your bed sheets? I have several - pink, brown, green, white, cream...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Would you rather be a fish or a bird - A bird for sure&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20. Do you talk on your cell phone when you drive? Yes, sorry&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;21. What are your favorite sayings? Whatever&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;22. What song(s) do you sing most often in the shower? I don't sing in the shower.. ever&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;23. If you could go back or forward in time, would you and where would you go? I would go back and F*&amp;% with the mean girls in elementary, middle and high school. I would make their lives miserable. (yes... I know Karma... but it would be worth it).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;24. What is your favorite Harrison Ford movie?***Indiana Jones.  Duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. How many kids do you plan on having? I am done with two.. no more...EVER!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. If they made a movie about your life, what actor/actress would be the best for this job? Leah Remeny (sp?). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Would you rather die in a blaze of glory or peacefully in your sleep? sleep of course&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Coffee or tea? Depends on my mood. Love International foods cffee, and Arizona diet green tea&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;29. Favorite musician(s)/bands you’ve seen in concert? Green Day, madonna, No Doubt, Live&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;30. Do you talk to yourself?  Almost non-stop.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27443827-8476596080437854201?l=finickyholli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/feeds/8476596080437854201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27443827&amp;postID=8476596080437854201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/8476596080437854201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/8476596080437854201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/2007/01/another-meme.html' title='another meme'/><author><name>Holls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265471459704110500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/R8NMkb-XqzI/AAAAAAAAABw/8bc_Lc8_t8U/S220/floridabeach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27443827.post-6462833598382410761</id><published>2007-01-02T20:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-02T20:39:17.809Z</updated><title type='text'>Yeah for school!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/RZrCzRfHawI/AAAAAAAAABQ/pw-aPMyqo94/s1600-h/mileycat+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015535321153497858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/RZrCzRfHawI/AAAAAAAAABQ/pw-aPMyqo94/s320/mileycat+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;School is back in session today! No more screaming, fighting, no more boys in my house!!! (until 3pm that is).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea, they look harmless.... but don't let the sweet angelic faces fool you.&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/27443827-6462833598382410761?l=finickyholli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/feeds/6462833598382410761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27443827&amp;postID=6462833598382410761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/6462833598382410761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/6462833598382410761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/2007/01/yeah-for-school.html' title='Yeah for school!!!!'/><author><name>Holls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265471459704110500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/R8NMkb-XqzI/AAAAAAAAABw/8bc_Lc8_t8U/S220/floridabeach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/RZrCzRfHawI/AAAAAAAAABQ/pw-aPMyqo94/s72-c/mileycat+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27443827.post-7558684729251330105</id><published>2006-12-30T15:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-10-09T22:39:15.258Z</updated><title type='text'>T.G.C.I.O.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/RZaJz_JPUYI/AAAAAAAAABE/hdutS5iQ4uo/s1600-h/Image1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014346761340146050" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/RZaJz_JPUYI/AAAAAAAAABE/hdutS5iQ4uo/s320/Image1.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank. God. Christmas. Is. Over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes I am a scruge. But I don't understand the concept of celebrating the birth of Jesus with maxing credit cards. Just to keep up with the Jonese. Then of course after you max out cards, you have a blow out on one of your $250 tires. and of course, since the rest of the tires are bald, you have to buy all 4 so they are even. Then a rock hits your windshield for $300 replacement. Then your kitten gets explosive diarhea and is choking on something... trip to the vet $300. I will never be the type that says "how can it get any worse?" because as soon as you say that, it does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is grande. weeeee.&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/27443827-7558684729251330105?l=finickyholli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/feeds/7558684729251330105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27443827&amp;postID=7558684729251330105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/7558684729251330105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/7558684729251330105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/2006/12/tgcio.html' title='T.G.C.I.O.'/><author><name>Holls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265471459704110500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/R8NMkb-XqzI/AAAAAAAAABw/8bc_Lc8_t8U/S220/floridabeach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/RZaJz_JPUYI/AAAAAAAAABE/hdutS5iQ4uo/s72-c/Image1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27443827.post-9049933971460207920</id><published>2006-12-25T22:35:00.001Z</published><updated>2006-12-25T22:35:03.287Z</updated><title type='text'>Extras--Daniel Radcliffe</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/xRNLdnsiA9M' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/xRNLdnsiA9M'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is hilarious. Perfect example of dry british humor. Thanks Anna!&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/27443827-9049933971460207920?l=finickyholli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/feeds/9049933971460207920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27443827&amp;postID=9049933971460207920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/9049933971460207920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/9049933971460207920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/2006/12/extras-daniel-radcliffe.html' title='Extras--Daniel Radcliffe'/><author><name>Holls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265471459704110500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/R8NMkb-XqzI/AAAAAAAAABw/8bc_Lc8_t8U/S220/floridabeach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27443827.post-3813351675625856100</id><published>2006-12-18T15:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-18T16:06:11.654Z</updated><title type='text'>ewww</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/RYa62vJPUWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/tO6OD8voNuE/s1600-h/mileycat+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as cute as the kitten is, she has major diarrhea (sp?) . it's everywhere. In the pantry. on the walls, in the tub, on her feet. I took away the soft food and gave her just dry. didn't help. My fingernails are gone because of the bleach. And my 13 year old has his various friends spend the night almost every night now that they are out of school for christmas so I have to explain to them why the house smells so bad. It's embarrassing. They will go home and tell their parents "Tanner's house smells.. and there is poop everywhere, all his mom does is clean" Then their mom's will sprend rumors all over the neighborhood that we have some sort of digestive problem in the family. and no housekeeper. I think we are the only ones in Destin that actually mow their own lawn and do our own housework. Oh the Shame! But it's the price we pay (or don't pay!) to live on the beach. Our neighbor actually paid a company to put up their christmas lights while they went to Hawaii. (Hi Sam!). Must be nice. I am green with envy. I would throw eggs at their house but they are such nice people. &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/RYa79fJPUXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/10M4Vfi9qc8/s1600-h/mileycat+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009898300502921586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/RYa79fJPUXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/10M4Vfi9qc8/s320/mileycat+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note - here is Logan (5 yrs) at the computer. At his age I could barely spell my name on my library card. He can read, write, use the remote to record Hannah Montana... the boy is a wiz. Or maybe all kids these days are that smart. I don't know. Here he is hacking into Disney.com. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&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/27443827-3813351675625856100?l=finickyholli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/feeds/3813351675625856100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27443827&amp;postID=3813351675625856100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/3813351675625856100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/3813351675625856100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/2006/12/ewww.html' title='ewww'/><author><name>Holls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265471459704110500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/R8NMkb-XqzI/AAAAAAAAABw/8bc_Lc8_t8U/S220/floridabeach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/RYa79fJPUXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/10M4Vfi9qc8/s72-c/mileycat+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27443827.post-8588487341891935290</id><published>2006-12-11T19:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-11T19:15:34.435Z</updated><title type='text'>We have her!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/RX2twc0bhOI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ta_dD4ehTzA/s1600-h/mileycat+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007349408587285730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/RX2twc0bhOI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ta_dD4ehTzA/s320/mileycat+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her name is Miley. She is a purebred Ragdoll. When you pet her, she flops down on her side (hence the breed name 'ragdoll'). Loves to be nuzzled, held, sleeps next to me. Such a cutie pie. Purrs like a motor. Bluey, the big himilayan, doesn't care for her too much. He'll come around. She is about 10 weeks old. Ragdolls can be 15 - 20 pounds! they are bred to be big boned, huge cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/RX2te80bhNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/NzzOXsIzeu0/s1600-h/mileycat+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007349107939574994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/RX2te80bhNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/NzzOXsIzeu0/s320/mileycat+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27443827-8588487341891935290?l=finickyholli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/feeds/8588487341891935290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27443827&amp;postID=8588487341891935290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/8588487341891935290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/8588487341891935290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/2006/12/we-have-her.html' title='We have her!'/><author><name>Holls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265471459704110500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/R8NMkb-XqzI/AAAAAAAAABw/8bc_Lc8_t8U/S220/floridabeach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/RX2twc0bhOI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ta_dD4ehTzA/s72-c/mileycat+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27443827.post-5228661072632798474</id><published>2006-11-27T15:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-27T15:56:32.870Z</updated><title type='text'>An experiment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like to try something. anyone who wants to help,  great! if not.. no biggie. I am going to post my paypal address and send this blog entry out to 1000 people. I want to see how much money I can raise to buy a Raggamuffin kitten, female and start breeding. They cost about $1200. I really want to start a business that I know I will love. The one that donates the most gets second choice of the litter. (the first goes to the stud... no not Kenny... but the father of the kittens). Look how adorable these cats are: (these are pics I found from different breeders.. not the one I will be adopting:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="193" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/627/3350/320/655649/phoebe.jpg" width="256" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/627/3350/320/248856/kitty.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="156" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/627/3350/320/932593/ragdoll004.jpg" width="186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/627/3350/320/443522/scarlett.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;GO AHEAD AND SENT WHAT YOU WANT TO &lt;a href="mailto:SURFKITTEN@PAYPAL.COM"&gt;SURFKITTEN@PAYPAL.COM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANKS!!!&lt;br /&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/27443827-5228661072632798474?l=finickyholli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/feeds/5228661072632798474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27443827&amp;postID=5228661072632798474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/5228661072632798474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/5228661072632798474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/2006/11/experiment.html' title='An experiment'/><author><name>Holls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265471459704110500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/R8NMkb-XqzI/AAAAAAAAABw/8bc_Lc8_t8U/S220/floridabeach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27443827.post-9220704013408363829</id><published>2006-11-24T18:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-24T18:41:36.387Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fat-stomach-giving</title><content type='html'>There are good and bad things about not living near relatives. The bad is obvious.... no babysitters.. kidding. I miss the holidays with them. and the feeling that you are part of something bigger... BUT the good  news is not having to visit two homes at the same night for each holiday. and getting fat as a pig from them trying to feed you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I made brown sugar glazed ham for me and Logie, and a chicken-stuffing-vermouth casserole recipe that my mom gave me. It's always a hit. I could eat it for breakfast lunch and dinner... and midnight snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumpkin pie.. eww.. kenny likes it. no one else. The pecan pies were no where to be found at Publix, so the rest of us were screwed and ate christmas cookies with cookie dough ice cream. I put up the christmas lights and tree. Funny, as a kid, we made fun of the neighbors for putting everything up the day after Thanksgiving but I had some Sake and went wild. I even bought the 'icicles' to put on my bathroom balcony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I always dread Christmas, I guess I see money bags flying out the window. Am I cheap? Maybe... I was told by a psychic that in a former life, I was a fisherman's wife in England. We were very poor and always worried about money until I died in a fish boat accident. Weird!!!  My new guilty pleasure: watching Hannah Montana. Miley Cyrus is a star in the making. The girl has pipes!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27443827-9220704013408363829?l=finickyholli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/feeds/9220704013408363829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27443827&amp;postID=9220704013408363829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/9220704013408363829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/9220704013408363829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-fat-stomach-giving.html' title='Happy Fat-stomach-giving'/><author><name>Holls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265471459704110500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/R8NMkb-XqzI/AAAAAAAAABw/8bc_Lc8_t8U/S220/floridabeach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27443827.post-7870817437033130009</id><published>2006-11-22T02:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-22T03:06:39.709Z</updated><title type='text'>American Music Awards Sucked Ass</title><content type='html'>What has happened to music? Did Gwen Stephani's talent get sucked out of her body when she gave birth??? It sounded like a bad version of Fergie. And Jay Z... I don't get it. Maybe he is a good producer (and I use that term lightly) but all he does is grunt and talk while naked chicks are dancing behind him. That is not talent!! I think he has surrounded himself by too many Yes men. As long as he pays their salary, its "yes, boss, you the man". whatever dude. No wonder Paris threw up on stage the other night at your concert : &lt;a href="http://www.idontlikeyouinthatway.com/2006/11/paris-hilton-pukes-in-public.html"&gt;http://www.idontlikeyouinthatway.com/2006/11/paris-hilton-pukes-in-public.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lionel Richie was actually decent. He hasn't aged a bit. But everyone in the audience was too young to even know the songs he was singing. They did show an old guy in the audience that was clapping way off beat. I think it was Pat Boone, but I thought he was dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Hicks is anorexic now. but yet still no career. go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I have no room to talk, I am just ranting, knowing that no one will see this. So no need to write to me and say "How dare you, you have no talent... blah blah." I already know that. I do have to say the best part of the show was the very beginning when the locked Kevin Ferderline up in a box and dropped it in the ocean. Then britney came out and presented the first award. classic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27443827-7870817437033130009?l=finickyholli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/feeds/7870817437033130009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27443827&amp;postID=7870817437033130009' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/7870817437033130009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/7870817437033130009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/2006/11/american-music-awards-sucked-ass.html' title='American Music Awards Sucked Ass'/><author><name>Holls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265471459704110500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/R8NMkb-XqzI/AAAAAAAAABw/8bc_Lc8_t8U/S220/floridabeach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27443827.post-144457082259858999</id><published>2006-11-21T20:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-21T20:12:45.188Z</updated><title type='text'>Okay, I found a kitty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/627/3350/1600/870647/skippy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/627/3350/320/101682/skippy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right in my own backyard! Eglin air force base has "Eglin Pet Welfare", a no-kill pet orphanage. A Ragamuffin cat had a litter of three which can't look any different from each other. (obviously a black alley cat took advantage of her beauty). I want the on on the left, Logan wants the one on the right. They are only 5 weeks old and aren't ready to be adopted yet. I need to meet them first and make sure it's what we want. Which one do you like better? Kenny is afraid of black cats, so We can't adopt that one. Their names are, from left to right, (Skippy  Jon (welcome to the confederate flag waving south), Ju Ju bee and Juniper. Where in the hell did they get a name like 'skippy Jon'?? What is that??? I think it must be from a 'Lil' Abner' cartoon. Poor thing. When I get my hands on him, he'll be something royal and sweet like, "Prince Marshmallow of Destiny" ... something cute like that (okay, stop gagging).&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/27443827-144457082259858999?l=finickyholli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/feeds/144457082259858999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27443827&amp;postID=144457082259858999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/144457082259858999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/144457082259858999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/2006/11/okay-i-found-kitty.html' title='Okay, I found a kitty'/><author><name>Holls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265471459704110500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/R8NMkb-XqzI/AAAAAAAAABw/8bc_Lc8_t8U/S220/floridabeach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27443827.post-8147941795335999040</id><published>2006-11-21T19:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-21T19:59:12.338Z</updated><title type='text'>mmmmmmm</title><content type='html'>I discovered frozen Ling Ling brand chicken vegetable potstickers. I looove chinese steamed or fried dumplings with plum sauce. In the past, when I buy frozen, they taste like old cabbage. these are goooood. Maybe if I write to the manufacturer, they will send me a free package... or maybe let me star in a commercial.. yeah! that's it! I'll be the famous 'Ling Ling girl'! Although I don't look chinese... unless I've had too much sake (japanese, I know). &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I turned forty freakin' two the other day. no wonder I keep talking about food. and my bones, how they ache... Kenny says "Look at christy brinkley, she's over 50 and looks 20!" yeah but she has more money than god to make her look that way. He thinks if I just run 5 miles a day, I can look like her... um... not going to happen. I will stay in with my food, mini vanilla vodka biottles and &lt;em&gt;pretend&lt;/em&gt; I am young. all I can afford is some botox every 6 months. so the hatchet mark between my eyes goes away. But it will be years until I have enough for the full face lift. We need to sell my car, I suppose. any bites?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/627/3350/1600/531500/597703885_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" height="144" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/627/3350/320/291014/597703885_m.jpg" width="183" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/27443827-8147941795335999040?l=finickyholli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/feeds/8147941795335999040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27443827&amp;postID=8147941795335999040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/8147941795335999040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/8147941795335999040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/2006/11/mmmmmmm.html' title='mmmmmmm'/><author><name>Holls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265471459704110500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/R8NMkb-XqzI/AAAAAAAAABw/8bc_Lc8_t8U/S220/floridabeach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27443827.post-5414760232221952530</id><published>2006-11-20T01:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-20T01:58:41.593Z</updated><title type='text'>No more bunny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/627/3350/1600/656929/ragamuffin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/627/3350/320/374174/ragamuffin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so we got rid of the bunny... boo hoo... whatever... it was fat and pooped everywhere. NOW we want to get a kitten... and I research the perfect kitty. It is called a 'Ragamuffin" .. They grow to be HUGE and lay around the house like a big fat lap dog. here is the one I want:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;Is she precious or what??? but it is hard to find a breeder near me. This one is a 'mink' color. I see a few in florida but they all look like Mr. Magoo and Kenny doesn't want to be reminded of the cat that we gave away (he pee'd in the house). So if anyone knows a ragamuffin breeder, let me know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/627/3350/1600/136204/kitty.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="127" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/627/3350/320/10978/kitty.gif" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is another kitten that is cute, but looks like magoo:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They are the cutest kitties in the world! There are ' Ragdolls' and Ragamuffins'. The muffin has a more pronounced nose, I believe and gets bigger. I could be wrong. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&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/27443827-5414760232221952530?l=finickyholli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/feeds/5414760232221952530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27443827&amp;postID=5414760232221952530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/5414760232221952530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/5414760232221952530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/2006/11/no-more-bunny.html' title='No more bunny'/><author><name>Holls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265471459704110500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/R8NMkb-XqzI/AAAAAAAAABw/8bc_Lc8_t8U/S220/floridabeach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27443827.post-989030671574801366</id><published>2006-11-17T16:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-17T16:30:06.862Z</updated><title type='text'>Painful McSorebody</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/627/3350/1600/860622/070406_18511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/627/3350/320/763935/070406_18511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a crappy picture. I look old. I remember back in my prime an older customer (tourist) at Candy Kitchens told me I looked like Sophia Loren. I thought it was an insult because Sofia was, like, 70. But now I think I look more like The Crypt Keeper. I don't have short hair, I keep it in a pony tail that you can't see... i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randomness for 11/16/2006:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in pain again only this time it was self-inflicted. Kenny made me work out with him. Lots of arms and back and of course sit-ups... the worst. I can barely lift my arm to drink my coffee. Maybe It will be better if it were Sake. God, I love sake. Room temperature. I dont like it heated. If I drink something warm it better have columbia beans, cream and sugar in it. FYI - best coffee ever - Dunkin Donuts!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rabbit isn't working out. Notice I said 'rabbit' not 'bunny'. It left that determination about 3 pounds ago. The thing eats a bucket of food every day. What was once a cute fluffy 'siamese kitten looking' bunny has turned into *Harvey the rabbit. That is one big bitch! Anybody want rabbit for thanksgiving? I think we'll take it back and get another kitten. Another $100 down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*Elwood P. Dowd is a friendly, likeable drunk who has a best friend named Harvey, a six foot three and a half inch invisible white rabbit. starring Jimmie Stewart).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am watching "Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang" really cute movie with Robert Downey Jr. and Val Kilmer. definitely a renter. But cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TGIF. I never thought I would say that but I told Ken I wouldn't drink except for the weekends. He doesn't drink at all and I guess it can be embarrassing for him if you're at your 5 yr old son's soccer game and you're screaming for your son, but calling him by his brother's name. and saying 'yeah, baby!" when the other team gets a goal. I am trying to keep it minimal. but it's hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Anna. I wish she could live here. probably becuase she entertained Logan and kept the brothers from killing each other! But what a cutie. Anna, You can live here anytime! (except after you turn 18, you're out the door. I don't need freeloaders). Unless of course, you can vacuum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27443827-989030671574801366?l=finickyholli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/feeds/989030671574801366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27443827&amp;postID=989030671574801366' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/989030671574801366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/989030671574801366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/2006/11/painful-mcsorebody.html' title='Painful McSorebody'/><author><name>Holls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265471459704110500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/R8NMkb-XqzI/AAAAAAAAABw/8bc_Lc8_t8U/S220/floridabeach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27443827.post-4077359205615176377</id><published>2006-11-14T18:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:20:25.765Z</updated><title type='text'>Funny</title><content type='html'>I was reminded of a funny site... &lt;a href="http://www.dribbleglass.com/"&gt;www.dribbleglass.com&lt;/a&gt; it has hilarious photos and billboards:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/627/3350/1600/nobody.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/627/3350/320/nobody.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/627/3350/1600/slide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/627/3350/320/slide.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/627/3350/1600/america.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/627/3350/320/america.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&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/27443827-4077359205615176377?l=finickyholli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/feeds/4077359205615176377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27443827&amp;postID=4077359205615176377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/4077359205615176377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/4077359205615176377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/2006/11/funny.html' title='Funny'/><author><name>Holls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265471459704110500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/R8NMkb-XqzI/AAAAAAAAABw/8bc_Lc8_t8U/S220/floridabeach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27443827.post-368107680653164582</id><published>2006-11-11T21:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:23:23.673Z</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Cheer</title><content type='html'>I copied this with my own answers from jen's blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I a scrooge? Judge for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Egg Nog or Hot Chocolate? I'll take the nog with extra rum. I hate hot chocolate. It always tastes like hot water with a brown crayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Does Santa wrap presents or just sit them under the tree? Of course he sits them under the tree. Mom and Dad wrap them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Colored lights on tree/house or white? I do all white. I don't care for multi-color. Kind of tacky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.4. Do you hang mistletoe? Used to. but it always fall apart and it is poinson to cats... can't have it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When do you put your decorations up? day after Thanksgiving. Living in florida you have to do it early. The weather is not very 'christmassy' so you have to do what you can to get in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. - What is your favorite holiday dish? Holiday dish is stuffing. BUT as I mentioned before, Mike's Pizza was a tradition for Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Favorite holiday memory as a child? I really can't remember much, but I loved a white doggie radio.  and silly sand.. I guess making cookies with mom while rudolph was on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When and how did you learn the truth about Santa? My brother of course. he is 2 or 3 years older. But I dont think I ever really believe. I was too logical. but I still swear I saw the easter bunny in our house when I was about 4. I looked into the living room from my room and saw a huge brown furry thing walking around. Maybe we were just getting robbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you open a gift on Christmas Eve? I don't. My kids do now though. we always used to get Mike's Pizza after church service on new years eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How do you decorate your Christmas tree? alone. nobody ever helps. which is why I only have a fake tree now. plus the cats climb a real tree and I step on pine needles. I swore I would never use a fake tree, and I would never get a real one now. One year we got real, and there was a spider nest in it. they infested the house. It's just not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Snow! Love it or dread it?Love to stay out of school. liked to sledding as a kid. Hate it now because you still have to go to work. I live in Florida now. I just worry about hurricanes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Can you ice skate?Yes. and I'm damned good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you remember your favorite gift? I dont really remember. (see question 7). I also remember my yellow 3 speed bike. that was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What's the most important thing about the holidays for you? It's important to STICK to your plans... if we are not exchanging gifts,... then DON'T FREAKING GIVE ME ONE!!!!! You just want me to look like an ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is your favorite holiday dessert?  The cookies were the most important thing. Mom made all different kinds. I would have to say pinwheels, peanut butter blossums and chocolate mint brownies are a neccessity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is your favorite holiday tradition? I really don't think we have a lot of traditions. Kennys family always has a big thing on Christmas eve, but other than pizza, I can't think of any... susie, can you help me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What tops your tree? a glass pinty thing. I think it's supposed to be a star but I have no idea. I think this year we should put Cartman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Which do you prefer - giving or receiving?  Giving... see my rant at #14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is your favorite Christmas song? Oh Holy Night. sung by Andrea McArdle. When she was in Annie, about 14 yrs old, she was on a christmas special. Girl can belt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Candy Canes! Yuck or Yum? I don't care for the taste but they are fun to suck until a sharp point forms, then poke your brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you like fruitcake? Would you give it to someone as a gift? Can you say 'hardened sliced vomit' ? I would never give that to someone, whether they liked it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. How long will you keep up your Christmas decorations? Usually before New Years. It is just depressing after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. If you could have a reindeer as a pet, which one would you? Rudolph, because according to mom, he was shown for the first time on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Are you one of the people always wearing a Santa hat around the holidays?We don't do hats...ever, which down here in the south is a sin for your husband to now own a kajillion baseball or john deere caps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your turn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27443827-368107680653164582?l=finickyholli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/feeds/368107680653164582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27443827&amp;postID=368107680653164582' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/368107680653164582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/368107680653164582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/2006/11/holiday-cheer.html' title='Holiday Cheer'/><author><name>Holls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265471459704110500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/R8NMkb-XqzI/AAAAAAAAABw/8bc_Lc8_t8U/S220/floridabeach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27443827.post-116310200811819994</id><published>2006-11-09T19:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:02:10.261Z</updated><title type='text'>Aaahhh relief...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5609/2891/1600/DSCI0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5609/2891/320/DSCI0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I not coughing up organs anymore. Now just some phlegm here and there. Much better. Susie &amp; Anna visited last week and we had tons of fun. The water was cold, at least compared to the usual Gulf temperature, but Anna and I braved the waves anyway. of course today is warm and the gulf is like a quiet baby blue lake. and they have already left. Logan is devastated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5609/2891/1600/61706B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="181" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5609/2891/320/61706B.jpg" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna &amp; Logie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna getting her hair done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5609/2891/1600/DSCI0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5609/2891/320/DSCI0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final result! Beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5609/2891/1600/DSCI0006.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="251" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5609/2891/320/DSCI0006.0.jpg" width="278" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27443827-116310200811819994?l=finickyholli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/feeds/116310200811819994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27443827&amp;postID=116310200811819994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/116310200811819994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/116310200811819994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/2006/11/aaahhh-relief.html' title='Aaahhh relief...'/><author><name>Holls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265471459704110500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/R8NMkb-XqzI/AAAAAAAAABw/8bc_Lc8_t8U/S220/floridabeach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27443827.post-116250795844115632</id><published>2006-11-02T22:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:02:09.912Z</updated><title type='text'>I am dying</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5609/2891/1600/aniskull1-12.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5609/2891/320/aniskull1-12.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I feel like I am on my deathbed with this sinus infection. so here goes nothin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids get whatever money and photos i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susie can have my clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom can have the mercedes convertible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenny gets the house and hummer of course, the kids, cat and bunny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy gets Kennys clothes.. (sorry Ken, I didn't have anything left. You'll have to go commando)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My health insurance that I applied for 2 months ago will kick in right about the time of my burial. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone has any antibiotics laying around... give me a call.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27443827-116250795844115632?l=finickyholli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/feeds/116250795844115632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27443827&amp;postID=116250795844115632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/116250795844115632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/116250795844115632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-am-dying.html' title='I am dying'/><author><name>Holls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265471459704110500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/R8NMkb-XqzI/AAAAAAAAABw/8bc_Lc8_t8U/S220/floridabeach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27443827.post-116242859101340618</id><published>2006-11-02T00:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:02:09.758Z</updated><title type='text'>(cough! cough!) My throat hurts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5609/2891/1600/SADPUPPY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5609/2891/320/SADPUPPY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so friggin' sick! My family has passed around what feels like pnemonia for about 2 months now. The weather here is weird on the panhandle of Florida because we will have a cold spell (37 degrees at night) and then beach weather the next morning (85 today). The boys have been on the nebulizer (sp?) every 4 hours. Now they are getting better, just in time for me to lose my voice. it feels like I swallowed a match. or inhaled it and it stuck inside my lung. In fact I believe I will be coughing up some sort of organ anytime now. Please send Matzo Ball Soup. and hawaiian snowballs. (cough, gag, cough)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;------ This is how bad I feel. poor baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27443827-116242859101340618?l=finickyholli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/feeds/116242859101340618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27443827&amp;postID=116242859101340618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/116242859101340618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/116242859101340618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/2006/11/cough-cough-my-throat-hurts.html' title='(cough! cough!) My throat hurts'/><author><name>Holls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265471459704110500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/R8NMkb-XqzI/AAAAAAAAABw/8bc_Lc8_t8U/S220/floridabeach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27443827.post-116165680781848068</id><published>2006-10-24T02:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:02:09.603Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here is the "I" test from Jennsylvania.com (She wrote a great book, "Bitter is the New Black".. funny girl): Just cut and paste to your blog and fill in the answers. so we all know about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M AMAZED…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that I am still alive. depression is not a pretty thing. thank goodness for Zoloft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DOUBT…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that I will win the lotto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I CAN’T SEE…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; what I will be doing 10 years from now. I hope the real estate market perks up soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WANT TO BEAT WITH A SOCKFULL OF QUARTERS…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; people that abuse animals. actually I want to tie them and drag them by their balls on the bumper of my hummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M ADDICTED…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to sake. Thats also not such a pretty thing sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FEEL BAD…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when I punish my children. No matter how evil they may seem, I fell horribly guilty when I yell at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I STAY HOME TO WATCH…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Family Guy, Weeds, Bachelor (just to laugh my ass off at the pathetic women). Heroes. Top Chef, Hell's Kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;GUILTY PLEASURE (or something I am embarrassed to tell you I do):&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Watch Hannah Montana on Disney. Miley Cyrus is Billy Ray Cyrus's daughter. I am not into country music singin', mullet wearin' possum eatin' people, so who knew he could have such a talented pop star of a daughter. cute show, upcoming talent and only 13 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LISTEN…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to NPR (National Public Radio). After years in the music business, I can hear a song in 10 seconds and decide if i like it or not. I still can't tell if it will be a hit (spin wise) because I actually have taste and 99.9 percent of America doesn't. So there is not a lot on the radio worth listening to right now. I can tolerate Beyonce, Puddle of Mudd, and guess what! Bjork's new album is coming and she has Timbaland on there! should be wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IF I HAD A MILLION DOLLARS…&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I would pay off all bills, but not the house. there is no reason to waste your cash when you can invest elsewhere. I would probably get a boat and fish for a 2 weeks in the Keys and Bahamas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WANT…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; money. nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; My scritchy animals. those who know me, know what that means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M OBSESSED…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with Chick Lit. Humorus Literature written by females. Love all the classics : Nanny Diaries, Devil wears Prada, Bitter is the New Black, You'll never Nanny in this town again (true story!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FEAR…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; My kids will get seriously ill, I will be fat, I will be homeless, I won't get another paycheck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WISH…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I could just be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I ONCE ACCIDENTALLY…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; stuck my foot in my mouth. although it wasn't once.. it seems to be an ongoing problem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I NEVER…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; want my kids to do drugs, or get sick, or be poor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’D KILL TO…&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;have Nicole Ritchie's body. I know it's sad. but then I could eat what I wanted for about 5 years and then be up to a normal weight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MISS…&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My family in Baltimore. and fitting into my skinny jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M LOATHE TO ADMIT…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that I have A.D.D. I hate Kenny reminding me of stuff that I forgot to do during the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27443827-116165680781848068?l=finickyholli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/feeds/116165680781848068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27443827&amp;postID=116165680781848068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/116165680781848068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/116165680781848068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/2006/10/here-is-i-test-from-jennsylvania.html' title=''/><author><name>Holls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265471459704110500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/R8NMkb-XqzI/AAAAAAAAABw/8bc_Lc8_t8U/S220/floridabeach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27443827.post-116120384405544886</id><published>2006-10-18T20:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:02:08.875Z</updated><title type='text'>Here she is</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5609/2891/1600/DSCI0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5609/2891/320/DSCI0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;She is precious... we arent sure what to name her... Here are the choices so far : 'Taffy' (Logans choice), 'Precious' (but you have to say it like Butters on South Park when he was guarding the porno tape like the monster in Lord Of The Rings. Tanners choice). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The cat likes her.. sort of. he doesn't eat her, so that's good enough. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27443827-116120384405544886?l=finickyholli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/feeds/116120384405544886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27443827&amp;postID=116120384405544886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/116120384405544886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/116120384405544886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/2006/10/here-she-is.html' title='Here she is'/><author><name>Holls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265471459704110500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/R8NMkb-XqzI/AAAAAAAAABw/8bc_Lc8_t8U/S220/floridabeach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27443827.post-116104638393933822</id><published>2006-10-17T00:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:02:08.612Z</updated><title type='text'>New baby bunny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5609/2891/1600/me.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5609/2891/320/me.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a baby bunny. She is sooo precious. We think we will name her 'Cookie'. But thats kinda gay.. I like something more regal... like 'Marshmellow'. My digital camera broke so I dont have a photo yet. Here's one of me. It &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; my best side. I don't care for the lipstick. Too purple.&lt;br /&gt;Kenny loves my butt in this dress. (hahahaha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27443827-116104638393933822?l=finickyholli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/feeds/116104638393933822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27443827&amp;postID=116104638393933822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/116104638393933822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/116104638393933822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/2006/10/new-baby-bunny.html' title='New baby bunny'/><author><name>Holls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265471459704110500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/R8NMkb-XqzI/AAAAAAAAABw/8bc_Lc8_t8U/S220/floridabeach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27443827.post-116058763168026001</id><published>2006-10-11T16:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:02:08.493Z</updated><title type='text'>Hey y'all</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5609/2891/1600/724489540_m.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5609/2891/320/724489540_m.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos of the Destin, FL area so you will all buy a house here and use me as your realtor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the pretty sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5609/2891/1600/destin44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="173" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5609/2891/320/destin44.jpg" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;white as snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water is so clear and beautiful.... why go to the bahamas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5609/2891/1600/inlet.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5609/2891/320/inlet.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see the Gulf and the Harbor are two different colors... so cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27443827-116058763168026001?l=finickyholli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/feeds/116058763168026001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27443827&amp;postID=116058763168026001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/116058763168026001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27443827/posts/default/116058763168026001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finickyholli.blogspot.com/2006/10/hey-yall.html' title='Hey y&apos;all'/><author><name>Holls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265471459704110500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HKD-unCN4ho/R8NMkb-XqzI/AAAAAAAAABw/8bc_Lc8_t8U/S220/floridabeach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
