<?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-4266799068990486701</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:00:27.063-07:00</updated><category term='first blog thoughts'/><title type='text'>Down my lifes pathway</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downmylifespathway.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4266799068990486701/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downmylifespathway.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313254280715912712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WYf2-W1AcAY/R-98hodmpcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vOVbsjRLkzo/S220/fullmoon.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4266799068990486701.post-6245204448213288347</id><published>2008-09-14T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T06:28:37.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Wow... yeah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; selfish bad tempered and use guilt and anger to get my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;This all came to light last night after I got ticked off and blew up at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;DH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Let me back track a bit here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;The hubby has a friend who lost his wife several years ago. He has no job and says he cant get a job on the books cause he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;owes&lt;/span&gt; the IRS money and they will take all his earnings. So he collects cans metals what ever he can to make money. The hubby was buying him food to help him out ... I got kinda ticked off as we where doing without things. So now said friend comes over once a week mows the yard helps &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;DH&lt;/span&gt; do what ever . He eats dinner showers and plays on our computers. Oh I failed to mention his power is cut off no lights no water . He has a wood burner to stay warm in the winter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Said friend had a 81 Ford pickup and the city has decided since it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; tagged that he had x amount of days to move it or it would be towed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;solution&lt;/span&gt; ? We take the pickup..after the hubby spends money on a new fuel pump 30 day tags and insurance. Now it sits in front of our house and hubby keeps saying its your truck your truck. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;UGGGGGGGGG&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; drive any more people I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;licence&lt;/span&gt; in years ! *sigh*. I digress... I went on housework strike and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; do laundry for a week and dishes for 2 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Needless to say we ran out of drinking glasses and clean towels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not the only adult in this house there is the hubby daughter 26 and son 25.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Son will help once in awhile the daughter is well .... at least she starts work on Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;So yesterday I got on my big girl panties and got over my mad. I cleaned the living room made my bed gathered and emptied all the trash and washed dishes. Gathered laundry and even started some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;I fixed a decent dinner even ... Pork Steaks mashed potatoes mushroom gravy and green beans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Then hubby started in on me about the online game we all play World of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Warcraft&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;WoW&lt;/span&gt;). Play if you want ... play if you want ... No I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to play because laundry needs done and if I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; do it it wont get done . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Boom that started a fight of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;I brought up the friend and how the day he comes over used to be the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;nite&lt;/span&gt; we went out for coffee..he countered with we stopped going before this cause of the kids moving back home..you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; said anything about wanting to go ... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ummm&lt;/span&gt; yes I have you chose to ignore it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Hubby: I have asked what I can do to help ...you say nothing .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Damn do I have to tell you that not sticking your socks in your shoes and emptying your pockets and walking your clothes to the hamper everyday ? Do I need to say hey I washed all the dishes how about you put them away ? Or I washed dried and folded the laundry how about you put them away ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Yes your right I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want anyone else doing dishes because to me washing dishes is more than just washing dishes ! Wipe the stove and counters too !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Sheesh&lt;/span&gt; is that to much to ask ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;So it ended up with him telling me I was selfish and used guilt to get my way , and me telling him he was an ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;We had a uneasy truce by the time I went to bed .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;I wake up this morning to the bedroom light being flipped on and burning my eyes with its glare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Sorry I said I was turning on the light to cover your eyes ... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;umm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; . I get up and I hear the washer running. Is the washer running I ask ..yeah I started a load of jeans ..sigh ..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; was going to take a shower then start laundry ..thank you for starting laundry. Get him out the door to work and when the washer is finished I go to put load in the dryer ... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Not only did he put jeans in he put in the greasy shirt he wore to work on said pickup. The one I had sat aside to wash alone so it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; get on the other clothes. Thankfully none of the jeans had grease on them. So my grumpy mood &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; getting any better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;As I sit here typing this he calls he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;hasn't&lt;/span&gt; even been gone 3 hours and asks how busy I am with stuff . What ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; worry I tell him I will get stuff done .. I know you will . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Yeah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not a happy camper and he knows it . PMS might be some of it but damn enough with the crap this family likes to pull stack and leave laying around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Rant over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4266799068990486701-6245204448213288347?l=downmylifespathway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downmylifespathway.blogspot.com/feeds/6245204448213288347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4266799068990486701&amp;postID=6245204448213288347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4266799068990486701/posts/default/6245204448213288347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4266799068990486701/posts/default/6245204448213288347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downmylifespathway.blogspot.com/2008/09/wow.html' title='Wow ....'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313254280715912712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WYf2-W1AcAY/R-98hodmpcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vOVbsjRLkzo/S220/fullmoon.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4266799068990486701.post-5679755024716392622</id><published>2008-09-02T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T20:51:58.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Got everything done on my list minus cleaning the carpet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; Ran out of energy and my back and hip was hurting badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; I did continue it through tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I washed up dishes from dinner,cleared and wiped the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cleaned up and set up coffee maker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ready for tommrows list which will be small as I have the bushi boy and iddy bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4266799068990486701-5679755024716392622?l=downmylifespathway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downmylifespathway.blogspot.com/feeds/5679755024716392622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4266799068990486701&amp;postID=5679755024716392622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4266799068990486701/posts/default/5679755024716392622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4266799068990486701/posts/default/5679755024716392622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downmylifespathway.blogspot.com/2008/09/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313254280715912712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WYf2-W1AcAY/R-98hodmpcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vOVbsjRLkzo/S220/fullmoon.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4266799068990486701.post-5650608106708115332</id><published>2008-09-02T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T05:55:26.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Im fed up with myself and my house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;I find myself doing just enough to get by with the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Its gotten so dark and heavy and its time to get it back on track.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Ive let more than the house go lately and now more than ever I need the light and peace in my life and home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;So for how ever long it take Im going to be cleaning and cleansing my home . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;New habits are beginning today and will post the plan and end product.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Todays plan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Shower and dress to barefeet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Brush teeth and hair facial care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Put away all the clean dishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Gather all dirty dishes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Scrub out kitchen sink &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Wash all dirty dishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Dry and put away clean dishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Scrub down all counters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Scrub down butcher block&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Scrub down all kitchen Cabniets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Take down and wash knick knacks off top of cabniets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Wash up find new homes for knick knacks in kitchen window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Take down and wash kitchen curtains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Clean kitchen window, wipe out window sill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Clean out wipe out fridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Declutter top of fridge wash cover and replace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Scrub Stove top to bottom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Scrub outside fridge top to bottom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Scrub Backsplashes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Empty kitchen trash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Clean inside and out of kitchen trash can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Vacuum kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Clean kitchen carpet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Wheww thats alot may take more than a day but will get it done !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4266799068990486701-5650608106708115332?l=downmylifespathway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downmylifespathway.blogspot.com/feeds/5650608106708115332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4266799068990486701&amp;postID=5650608106708115332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4266799068990486701/posts/default/5650608106708115332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4266799068990486701/posts/default/5650608106708115332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downmylifespathway.blogspot.com/2008/09/starting-over.html' title='Starting Over'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313254280715912712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WYf2-W1AcAY/R-98hodmpcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vOVbsjRLkzo/S220/fullmoon.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4266799068990486701.post-8335998086131839578</id><published>2008-08-26T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T03:14:23.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello , Good bye Sorry you couldnt accept me as I am</title><content type='html'>So this is where the rubber hits the road as they say.&lt;br /&gt; Im no longer going to hide myself from what I hope are my online friends.&lt;br /&gt; My circle of friends in the world outside the www have known or at least suspected it for along time now. Most if not all have accepted it and the others either dont care or have chose to ignore it.&lt;br /&gt; Im Pagan ...a green witch if you will . I dont believe in the singular god idea. I believe in the Gods and Godesses, in faires and dragons and the 3 fold law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I believe herbs can heal the body mind and soul. The elements can aide you in your everyday work. I  dont believe in the devil ... in evil yes very much so . Most takes the human form ..look at what so many are doing to the children of the world.&lt;br /&gt; I love hanging out with like minded people and thankfully I have found then. And thanks to someone very special I am learning more than I have ever thought I could. He wont give me the answers to the questions but will set me off down the path that I need to find. Thank you F. and H. you guys what can I say other than I Love you both.&lt;br /&gt;So there it is in a nutshell . Got a question Ill try and answer it . Put please be repectfull .. I dont try and convert anyone , please show the same respect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4266799068990486701-8335998086131839578?l=downmylifespathway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downmylifespathway.blogspot.com/feeds/8335998086131839578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4266799068990486701&amp;postID=8335998086131839578' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4266799068990486701/posts/default/8335998086131839578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4266799068990486701/posts/default/8335998086131839578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downmylifespathway.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello-good-bye-sorry-you-couldnt-accept.html' title='Hello , Good bye Sorry you couldnt accept me as I am'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313254280715912712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WYf2-W1AcAY/R-98hodmpcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vOVbsjRLkzo/S220/fullmoon.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4266799068990486701.post-5152502556932117820</id><published>2008-08-03T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T18:52:43.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where do I start ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;So its been awhile and alot has happened so if this rambles and doesnt make total sense forgive me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt; My oldest daughter became pregnant and lost the baby left her borderline abusive husband and moved to Texas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt; Son spent a month and a half in Idaho with his aunt and grandparents was nice having the house to myself when the hubby was at work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;The youngest daughter ... I dont want to even discuss her right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;Im still unemployed but hoping will be back at it soon..really need the money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;The garden is doing fairly well tomatoes and green beans are going crazy ... thai peppers are slowly producing. Something got our corn and my zuchinni isnt doing anything . Nothing taste better than biting into a tomato and getting that burst of flavor that no store bought one has.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;My roses are rather where going crazy until this heat wave knocked the wind out of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt; Im so happy for chris getting things all pulled together and getting in her and the families new home. Wish I could have joined Nat down there with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt; Maybe sometime that get together will happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;  Ive busted butt on the house today and gotten it all back in order minus laundry our bedroom and the laundry room. Tommrow is another day .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4266799068990486701-5152502556932117820?l=downmylifespathway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downmylifespathway.blogspot.com/feeds/5152502556932117820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4266799068990486701&amp;postID=5152502556932117820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4266799068990486701/posts/default/5152502556932117820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4266799068990486701/posts/default/5152502556932117820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downmylifespathway.blogspot.com/2008/08/where-do-i-start.html' title='Where do I start ?'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313254280715912712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WYf2-W1AcAY/R-98hodmpcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vOVbsjRLkzo/S220/fullmoon.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4266799068990486701.post-7694222965829104078</id><published>2008-04-13T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T03:54:56.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quickie update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WYf2-W1AcAY/SAHlzn6YN5I/AAAAAAAAAAw/c8QcvfvRByo/s1600-h/nicks+bday+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188680920757450642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WYf2-W1AcAY/SAHlzn6YN5I/AAAAAAAAAAw/c8QcvfvRByo/s320/nicks+bday+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has turned cold with snow showers on me this weekend. What the hec ..its suppose to be SPRING already!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;New to me furniture is here finally yay !! I love it , switched around curtains and Im loving the look !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ive rearranged every room in the house this week except the bathroom and my bedroom *big grin*.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The son keeps asking why I have to rearrange all the time ... my answer I get bored ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so my Bushi boy who has been in my care and heart from age 6 weeks turned 4! He isnt supposed to be that old ! He calls me mommom and the hubby Honey... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok long story short I call the hubby Honey ... he started calling him daddy but we stopped that due not wanting issues with his bio dad..so he calls him Honey .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yeap thats the bushi boy....and yes he is as onery as he looks. Love him to death and beyond.&lt;br /&gt; And he gets bonus points for believing in dragons&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/4266799068990486701-7694222965829104078?l=downmylifespathway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downmylifespathway.blogspot.com/feeds/7694222965829104078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4266799068990486701&amp;postID=7694222965829104078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4266799068990486701/posts/default/7694222965829104078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4266799068990486701/posts/default/7694222965829104078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downmylifespathway.blogspot.com/2008/04/quickie-update.html' title='Quickie update'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313254280715912712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WYf2-W1AcAY/R-98hodmpcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vOVbsjRLkzo/S220/fullmoon.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WYf2-W1AcAY/SAHlzn6YN5I/AAAAAAAAAAw/c8QcvfvRByo/s72-c/nicks+bday+033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4266799068990486701.post-6597111227671690416</id><published>2008-03-31T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T08:59:41.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tales of Weekends, Woodpeckers and Distraction</title><content type='html'>So &lt;strong&gt;its&lt;/strong&gt; Monday morning and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; hoping that things will be better this week.&lt;br /&gt; Mondays are not known for being good days and this is no exception.&lt;br /&gt;But lets back up a bit here and do flashback of the last week.&lt;br /&gt; Youngest daughter decides to stay in Hays ...no big deal really &lt;strong&gt;except &lt;/strong&gt;that the precious grandson will also be staying there . &lt;strong&gt;5 hours way!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Not a happy grandma.&lt;br /&gt; My loving and expert at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tredding&lt;/span&gt; on my calm husband decides he needs to go buy slacks for work.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ummm&lt;/span&gt; excuse me but what about the 6 or more pair in the closet now ??&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; fine , you get rid of some of them and I have no problem you getting more (closet space &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;gettin&lt;/span&gt; any bigger here folks). Needless to say they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; get gone through, upside of that one ?&lt;br /&gt; He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; buy any slacks ...just a pack of black dress socks... go figure ...&lt;strong&gt;MEN!&lt;/strong&gt; All this goes down Sunday when I have the worst cramps I swear Ive had in ever !&lt;br /&gt;Any way pan camera to today. Hubby goes to work I attempt at getting something done I get on line and go to my favorite chat room and I start hearing what sounds like either a woodpecker or a jackhammer in my house! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; freaking out, it gets louder in my bedroom but then it sounds really loud by the sons room then it dawns on my its the furnace ! Oh holy crap its gonna either blow or die on me. So I call the landlord , she says its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; the wind (its gusting to 55mph+ today) if it keeps up after the wind dies down call back. Thankfully it has stopped after it woke up the son. So after sitting and getting nothing done other than opening the curtains and shaded and making more coffee I decide being on line is distracting me to much from getting stuff done.(yeah yeah I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; on line now, my timer is set so :p) Oh and I did get hamburger out of the freezer for dinner tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; thinking i need a day at a spa ...you know one of those where they serve you drinks in fluted glasses and elegant little snacks and the pamper and primp you all day....sigh it would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;fabulous&lt;/span&gt; except for one tiny little glitch ... I cant stand anyone touching my feet...but that my friends is a total different post. Love and Light to you all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4266799068990486701-6597111227671690416?l=downmylifespathway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downmylifespathway.blogspot.com/feeds/6597111227671690416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4266799068990486701&amp;postID=6597111227671690416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4266799068990486701/posts/default/6597111227671690416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4266799068990486701/posts/default/6597111227671690416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downmylifespathway.blogspot.com/2008/03/tales-of-weekends-woodpeckers-and.html' title='Tales of Weekends, Woodpeckers and Distraction'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313254280715912712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WYf2-W1AcAY/R-98hodmpcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vOVbsjRLkzo/S220/fullmoon.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4266799068990486701.post-3749353283952266813</id><published>2008-03-29T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T07:35:10.373-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first blog thoughts'/><title type='text'>My first blog post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I dont know if anyone other than me will read this but if they do I hope its entertaining inspiring and maybe even educational.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;  Im married with 3 grown children one grandson and one grandchild on the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Im a wanna be herbalist and author .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; I like to bake and cook most of the time anyway *big grin* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Im opened minded about alot of things which Im sure I will get into later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; You could say I have an eclectic style to pretty much everything from fashion to religion to TV watching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I love conspiracies ... but that doesn't mean I believe them . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; Love coast to coast am with George Noory all though I liked Art Bell better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Who are we to assume we are the only intelligent life out there ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I think actors/actresses and pro sports players get paid way to much money and teachers and nurses and cops and fireman not near enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; I have a bird a conouer named Hobbes... no there isnt a Calvin ... yet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I believe in dragons and that not all fairies are butterfly winged and friendly little creatures who makes flowers grow and save small children from danger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Wow I wrote more than I thought I would !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4266799068990486701-3749353283952266813?l=downmylifespathway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downmylifespathway.blogspot.com/feeds/3749353283952266813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4266799068990486701&amp;postID=3749353283952266813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4266799068990486701/posts/default/3749353283952266813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4266799068990486701/posts/default/3749353283952266813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downmylifespathway.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-first-blog-post.html' title='My first blog post'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10313254280715912712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WYf2-W1AcAY/R-98hodmpcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vOVbsjRLkzo/S220/fullmoon.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
