<?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-4499656135251918587</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:30:21.955-05:00</updated><category term='HBC'/><category term='resposonse'/><category term='baby news'/><category term='books'/><category term='weight loss'/><category term='death'/><category term='Random noise'/><category term='mamas'/><category term='authors'/><category term='ouchy'/><category term='mat leave'/><category term='flu'/><category term='video'/><category term='Moose Baby'/><category term='parking'/><category term='work'/><category term='Zellers'/><category term='update'/><category term='fraud'/><category term='haters'/><category term='Bad business'/><category term='ID theft'/><category term='H1N1'/><category term='swollen'/><category term='nothing happening'/><category term='stress'/><category term='Xmas'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='music'/><category term='edema'/><category term='asthma'/><category term='labour'/><category term='gay rights'/><category term='beware'/><category term='night out'/><category term='Complaints'/><category term='irritated'/><category term='cold'/><category term='leave'/><category term='blah'/><category term='healthcare'/><category term='false alarm'/><category term='sausage feet'/><category term='sick'/><category term='Jen Lancaster'/><category term='Ass Face Neighbour'/><category term='ignorant'/><category term='scam'/><category term='luge'/><category term='cougars'/><category term='hockey team'/><category term='Stupid assholes'/><title type='text'>No my name ain't baby!</title><subtitle type='html'>A place for me to bitch about stuff...and everything so....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-4675872570165430020</id><published>2012-01-02T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T20:55:20.174-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Just when I think I've seen the peak of tackyness...I stand corrected.That's all I am at liberty to say right now, but OH how I wish I could dish. I am telling you, you'd all be blown away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-4675872570165430020?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/4675872570165430020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2012/01/wow.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/4675872570165430020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/4675872570165430020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2012/01/wow.html' title='WOW!'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-594648093176594961</id><published>2011-12-05T00:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T00:46:41.554-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know I haven't blogged in a looong time. Tonight, I can't sleep. I lost a good friend (Rebecca) this week and it reminded me so much of when I lost one of my best friends (Melissa) in 2006. As I was laying awake just now I had a song/poem (whatever) pop in my head. So I wrote it down in my journal. Thought I would share it with you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Where are you now?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Trying to sleep&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;but my mind won't let me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I keep thinking about&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;the day that you left me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;So I climb out of my bed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Look out my window towards the sky&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I gaze up at the stars&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;and as the tears fill up my eyes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wonder&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Where are you now&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;and do you ever think about me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I hope that you are happy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Where are you now&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;are you looking down upon me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;or am I too far for you to see&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;So many nights&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I lay awake like this&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Playing that phone call over in my head&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"She's gone" - -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;they said&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and I fell to my knees&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;to beg the Lord please&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;don't let this be true&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and I wondered&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Where are you now&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;and do you ever think about me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I hope that you are happy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Where are you now&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;are you looking down upon me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;or am I too far for you to see&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'd give anything&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;for one more day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;for a minute&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;for a second&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;just for a chance to say&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I miss you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;and I'd ask you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Where are you now&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-594648093176594961?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/594648093176594961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-cant-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/594648093176594961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/594648093176594961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-cant-sleep.html' title='I can&apos;t sleep'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-4134484921307219137</id><published>2011-03-24T15:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T15:27:13.789-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I DON'T wanna be anything other than ME!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/8gFCW3PHBws/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8gFCW3PHBws&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8gFCW3PHBws&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Really feeling this song today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-4134484921307219137?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/4134484921307219137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-dont-wanna-be-anything-other-than-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/4134484921307219137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/4134484921307219137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-dont-wanna-be-anything-other-than-me.html' title='I DON&apos;T wanna be anything other than ME!!!!'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-5072049562213697797</id><published>2011-03-24T15:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T15:19:16.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Way Back Playback!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F6pnzyfFi9w"&gt;Don't Let Go - En Vogue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Used to stand in front of the mirror in my room with my sister and pretend we were in EnVogue. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/F6pnzyfFi9w" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-5072049562213697797?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/5072049562213697797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2011/03/way-back-playback.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/5072049562213697797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/5072049562213697797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2011/03/way-back-playback.html' title='Way Back Playback!'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/F6pnzyfFi9w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-4195594951921528160</id><published>2011-03-21T15:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T15:17:38.353-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby news'/><title type='text'>Double Take</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My 21 month old&amp;nbsp;and I are playing in the basement while she watches Dora on Netflix when:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: "Baby", do you want to go upstairs and play?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby: (CLEAR AS DAY) No Mommy I just want to stay and watch Dora.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: Come again?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby: A blaaaaaaaaaah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: *Shakes head* alrighty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-4195594951921528160?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/4195594951921528160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2011/03/double-take.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/4195594951921528160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/4195594951921528160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2011/03/double-take.html' title='Double Take'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-5939267390729861982</id><published>2011-03-18T11:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T11:10:54.605-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beware'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ID theft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fraud'/><title type='text'>Fraud Alert!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;So I just got a call for the millionth time that was automated and said "Last chance to lower your credit card interest press one to speak to a qualifications officer press 2 and your offer will expire" usually I hit 2 but this time out of curiosity I hit 1 and got a lady very softly and detached saying "qualifications department" so I asked "What company is it that you are calling from?" I hear munch munching on some food in my ear then CLICK...ya...that's what I thought. Who falls for these scams? Seriouisly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-5939267390729861982?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/5939267390729861982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2011/03/fraud-alert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/5939267390729861982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/5939267390729861982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2011/03/fraud-alert.html' title='Fraud Alert!!!!!'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-1759857974780944708</id><published>2011-03-09T20:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T20:58:39.470-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='irritated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ignorant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asthma'/><title type='text'>Educate yourself before you decide you are an expert people! Serioulsy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Ok people...let's just get something straight RIGHT FUCKIN NOW! Yes I was just off work on sick leave for two months. NO I wasn't off having a jolly old time! I was off because I was hospitalized 3 times since August for my asthma! NO asthma is not some pussy thing that they make fun of in the movies because only losers and nerds have it. Asthma is a VERY serious condition that...by the way....CAN kill you. Suddenly people seem to be judging me like I am some dead beat trying to skip out on work, or that I took 2 months to get over a simple cold type illness. uh..no. Have you ever beeen punched in the stomach and had the wind knocked out of you? Painful right? Imagine that feeling lasted hours, days, weeks or even months. How would you cope? That in a nutshell is what we with asthma suffer through too many times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Did you know that 500 people die each year in Canada because of asthma? Does this mean everyone with asthma will die because of it? No. It does mean each and everyone of us is at risk at any given time though, depending on environment, stress levels and other things that can contribute to an asthmatic episode. I fyou have an episode in your sleep? Lights out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;So why is it that people take it so lightly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I am what is classified as a "silent asthmatic". The definition of this is: Silent Asthma; Asthma attacks which give very little or no prior warning and very little wheezing. They are usually severe and can be life-threatening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Doesn't sound so minor now does it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asthma.ca/adults/about/"&gt;http://www.asthma.ca/adults/about/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;There is the link to the Asthma Society of Canada. Those of you who think you know all about asthma despite the fact that you yourself do not suffer from it nor have you ever educated yourself on it? Take the time to read it and be informed before you decide you have your PHD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-1759857974780944708?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/1759857974780944708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2011/03/educate-yourself-before-you-decide-you.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/1759857974780944708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/1759857974780944708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2011/03/educate-yourself-before-you-decide-you.html' title='Educate yourself before you decide you are an expert people! Serioulsy!'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-6270347315458331288</id><published>2011-02-24T13:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T13:02:57.671-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asthma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>oops! Sorry I neglected you blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JCdzjOAo-0g/TWadPlC_PfI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UrFVeZJTdJ0/s1600/wp_118.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="178" l6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JCdzjOAo-0g/TWadPlC_PfI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UrFVeZJTdJ0/s320/wp_118.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;So, I have totally been neglecting my blog since going back to work. Oopps! My bad! Right now I am on sick leave (have been since the first week of January) because my asthma is out of control. On one had I know I need the time off to get better but on the other hand I am going nuts! I am so bored! I am a social butterfly and part of the reason I enjoy work is the social aspect of it. I feel somewhat like I am on house arrest! The day time can get pretty lonely I won't lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;Let me just tell you how "wonderful" these sterroids I have to take make me feel. NOT! I feel jittery and anxious and even though my breathing has improved it's not all that great yet. I am going to see my family Doctor today and my respirologist tomorrow. When you have so many appointments you start to feel like a crazy person!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2EDMD6Achw/TWacodtzpdI/AAAAAAAAAEM/929ioSYo8KI/s1600/feel-better-guiltlessly-make-get-well-ecard-someecards.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="178" l6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2EDMD6Achw/TWacodtzpdI/AAAAAAAAAEM/929ioSYo8KI/s320/feel-better-guiltlessly-make-get-well-ecard-someecards.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;Oh well. What can I do? I know I am off for a good reason but I can't help but feel like somewhat of a douche because of it. I just hope I get better soon because I want to get back to normal life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-6270347315458331288?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/6270347315458331288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2011/02/oops-sorry-i-neglected-you-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/6270347315458331288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/6270347315458331288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2011/02/oops-sorry-i-neglected-you-blog.html' title='oops! Sorry I neglected you blog!'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JCdzjOAo-0g/TWadPlC_PfI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UrFVeZJTdJ0/s72-c/wp_118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-6698137554045318924</id><published>2010-08-04T19:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T19:19:23.320-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mat leave'/><title type='text'>First Day after mat leave</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Today I returned to work after being off for 15 months on bed rest/mat leave/vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I have to admit that my stomach was in knots and FULL of butterflies as I walked through that door. I was able to observe for the morning and by afternoon I felt confident enough to jump right in! I did GREAT! It felt good, actually, to be back at it. once I got into the swing of things and found my groove it was like old hat again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;This morning I thought it was going to be hardest to leave the baby (my husband is a teacher and therefore is off until September so he is watching the little ladies). When it came time to leave though, I said "Bye baby!" to which she replied "Baa bla goo bla PIZZA!!!" So I knew she could care less! lol The older little lady? Now THAT was a different story! She said she was "Very mad at Daddy for letting me go back to work!" But I told her that there was this stuff called food that we had all grown to love and if we wanted more of it, Mommy would haveto go to work! So naturally, being six, she understood. NOT! She ran and hid under our wing chair sulking until I left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I did get to come home on lunch whihc was nice! I only work 3KMS away from my house so it's golden!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I did have a client (with magenta lipstick and bright orange blush) as me if I was pregnant. "NO!" I said!!! "I just got back this VERY DAY from mat leave!" to which she replyed "Oh it must be your shirt."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Ah...no. My shirt was fitted and my "belly" was NOT poking out! some people are rude I tell ya! Moron! Oh well at least I don't wal around looking like the wife of Krusty the clown!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;That's the long and short of it! Let's see how the rest of the week goes!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-6698137554045318924?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/6698137554045318924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/08/first-day-after-mat-leave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/6698137554045318924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/6698137554045318924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/08/first-day-after-mat-leave.html' title='First Day after mat leave'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-4530825574334306827</id><published>2010-06-08T14:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T14:56:44.382-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Retail war won again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have won yet ANOTHER retail war! 1) against HBC they have agreed to replace the faulty dinner service sets we recieved for our wedding! 2) The Brick charged us interest on a purchase we had financed for 90 days after it was 1 day late despite the fact that I had called twice to ask for our statment that we had not received. Result? I wrote them a stern email and we no longer owe the interest! DUH we paid it in FULL why would I pay interest? This just proves the squeaky wheel gets the oil!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-4530825574334306827?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/4530825574334306827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/06/retail-war-won-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/4530825574334306827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/4530825574334306827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/06/retail-war-won-again.html' title='Retail war won again!'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-6896833848917572983</id><published>2010-06-02T20:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T20:30:06.153-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay rights'/><title type='text'>I wrote this in response to some haters on the Access Hollywood site</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Nikki Wrote at June 2nd 2010 1:35pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;I don't know why in 2010 people still have such a problem with gays and lesbians. Who cares? Why does their sexuality define who they are?&lt;/span&gt; If I win American Idol should I announce to the world that i am straight? Why does someone have to announce that they are gay?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Maybe beyonce should announce that she's Black? get a grip people! Give your heads a big shake! Just because someone is gay should not make them a write off.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I hate to break it to all you homophobes out there...just because someone is gay doesn't mean they want you! I am a straight woman and I am not attracted to ALL men.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;The same goes for gay men or women. Being gay doesn't make you a sex feind, it just makes you gay!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;So get over yourselves and your ignorance and just let them be happy!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-6896833848917572983?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/6896833848917572983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-wrote-this-in-response-to-some-haters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/6896833848917572983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/6896833848917572983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-wrote-this-in-response-to-some-haters.html' title='I wrote this in response to some haters on the Access Hollywood site'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-8888602503499044149</id><published>2010-05-01T08:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T08:12:46.891-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><title type='text'>Weight Loss Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ok people!!! So remember how I had gained like 5 lbs or whatever back??? Well now that I have been going to the gym at least 2-3 times per week, I am now down to 177Lbs! I am now down 7Lbs from my last weigh in!!! How pumped am I??? this is perfect progress! I have only been going for the last 3 weeks or so...maybe a month...7Lbs in a month? Not too friggen shabby!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Updates to follow regularily!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;By the way...did I mention that apparently it's now standard to wear giant hoop earrings to work out? Ya...I know....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Thanks again for your support! You guys rock! xoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-8888602503499044149?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/8888602503499044149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/05/weight-loss-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/8888602503499044149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/8888602503499044149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/05/weight-loss-update.html' title='Weight Loss Update'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-1261527717409683105</id><published>2010-04-30T15:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:07:13.738-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jen Lancaster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='authors'/><title type='text'>New Jen Lancaster books!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Today my copies of Jen Lancaster's 2 latest books came in the mail from Amazon.ca! "Pretty in Plaid" &amp;amp; "My Fair Lazy" are their titles and I can't WAIT to read them. I am already a few pages into PIP and already I'm literally "LOLed" !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I highly reccomend reading her works if you haven't already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Aslo? Check out her blog: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jennsylvania.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;www.jennsylvania.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Your welcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-1261527717409683105?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/1261527717409683105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-jen-lancaster-books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/1261527717409683105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/1261527717409683105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-jen-lancaster-books.html' title='New Jen Lancaster books!!!'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-7589436225396000375</id><published>2010-04-17T03:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T04:02:11.637-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healthcare'/><title type='text'>So now I'm a...socialist???</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Something I feel very strongly about is healthcare. I really feel that everyone should have equal chance at the same healthcare, regardless of social or financial situation. I loudly voiced my opinion on Twitter and now apparently I am labelled as a socialst! Well I'm sorry! If not wanting people to have to lose their homes or worse yet DIE just because they can't afford to pay a doctor makes me socialist? Well then paint me red because I just really feel it's what's right!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kanye West's song "roses" says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Tell her everything gone be fine?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But i'd be lying, the family crying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They want her to live, and she trying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm argueing like what kind of doctor can we fly in&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know the best medicine go to people thats paid,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If Magic Johnson got a cure for A.I.D.S.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And all the broke muthafuckers past away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You tellin me if my grandma was in the N.B.A.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Right now she'd be ok?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But since she was just a secretary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Working for the church&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For thirty five years&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things sposed to stop right here?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's so true!!! Why does a millionaire deserve better healthcare than the average person? Why do people have to chose between health and a home? Life, death or bankruptcy? Knowing that money is the #1 stresser, and knowing that stress makes people sick? Why would you EVER equate financial status with healthcare?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes people can buy health insurance. How about when their treatments are not covered because the company just "doesn't feel comfortable" with the procedure?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I myself have had to have MRI's, X-rays, CT scans and other various diagnostics done on me. If I lived in the States? No way I could have even afforded to have that done to find out what was wrong with me. Even if I could somehow have scraped together enough to cover those tests? The treatments? NO WAY could I have paid for that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People say that the government has no place in the healthcare system? Well i say we are supposed to trust our government to take care of us. Isn't that what they are there for? To..oh...I don't know...GOVERN things? I don't feel that they are incompetent when it comes to healthcare matters. On the contrary, I can sleep at night knowing that if something happend to my family (God forbid) tomorrow, I wouldn't have to choose between whether they could see a doctor or I could pay my mortgage. I know that if I get sick? I will be able to see the same Doctor as the richest person in Canada because when it comes to our health and the level of care? No one CARES how much you make. All the want to do is get you healthy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How is that a bad thing? I just don't understand!!! And you say &lt;u&gt;I &lt;/u&gt;am the one who's brainwashed? Come on now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-7589436225396000375?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/7589436225396000375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-now-im-asocialist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/7589436225396000375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/7589436225396000375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-now-im-asocialist.html' title='So now I&apos;m a...socialist???'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-6035033525649784969</id><published>2010-04-16T13:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T13:34:26.392-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><title type='text'>Weight Loss update</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;So I joined a Gym!!! I have been going a few times a week for the past few weeks and I am feeling GREAT! I hope this will boost my weightloss so that I don't have to pretend like I didn't say I would keep you all updated on my weight loss anymore!!! First weigh in tomorrow morning. Send me good vibes k?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-6035033525649784969?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/6035033525649784969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/04/weight-loss-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/6035033525649784969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/6035033525649784969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/04/weight-loss-update.html' title='Weight Loss update'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-2880501543432597926</id><published>2010-04-16T13:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T13:31:33.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WATCH YOUR KIDS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What is wrong with people? I see so many&amp;nbsp;young kids playing unsupervised and riding their bikes alone at WAY too young an age. If you don't have time to watch your kids? You shouldn't have them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;News flash? It's 2010 not 1955, people will steal your children. unfortunately there are a lot more sickos and perverts out there. Why would you risk your child's safety so you can vacuum your livingroom that no one even goes in 600 times a day?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This brings me back to my theory that people should have to get a liscence to have kids. Not everyone is a suitable parent. It's those neglegant parents that make a lot of these sickos because they are starved of affection and attention. If you don't have the time or patience&amp;nbsp;to do a proper job? DON'T HAVE KIDS! they are not trophies, they are not slaves to clean your house, they are not babysitters that should take care of each other. They are KIDS, they need love, they need TIME, they need rules and boundries and they need fun that is safe and supervised.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This isn't rocket science people it's common sense.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-2880501543432597926?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/2880501543432597926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/04/watch-your-kids.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/2880501543432597926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/2880501543432597926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/04/watch-your-kids.html' title='WATCH YOUR KIDS!!!'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-7333888820486226508</id><published>2010-04-10T08:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T08:10:15.072-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sorry I have been so absent everyone, this has been a crazy month. My husband, my oldest daughter and I all has strep throat.Today my husband thinks he has it again and my baby now has a cold. It particularily sucks since I can't give her anything to feel better. Steam baths, humidifier, saleen rinsing her nose, that is about it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Of course it comes at a terrible time as today is one of our best friend's 30th birthday and dinner party for it. I think I may be flying solo at the party. Oh well at least it's at&amp;nbsp;the house of our besties and not some obscure relation. It'll be way fun either way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just wish I knew why we have such crappy immune systems. We eat healthy, we excercise, we sleep (for the most part). Luck O' the draw I guess.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyways, I am sorry for neglecting my blog. I hope you understand why.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-7333888820486226508?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/7333888820486226508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/04/oops.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/7333888820486226508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/7333888820486226508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/04/oops.html' title='Oops!'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-551725501535805906</id><published>2010-03-29T13:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T13:33:00.372-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick as a dog!</title><content type='html'>Sorry guys I have been SO sick with strep throat. I know I have been neglecting my blog. Starting to feel SO much better now though, thanks to our wonderful healthcare system here in Canada (God Bless the Queen)!! I can't imagine having to pay for the doctor every time I went. Wow. Anyways, on the road to healing. More to come very soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-551725501535805906?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/551725501535805906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/03/sick-as-dog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/551725501535805906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/551725501535805906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/03/sick-as-dog.html' title='Sick as a dog!'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-2384726037581808219</id><published>2010-03-11T14:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T14:24:15.954-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A change is gonna come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I can't really say what just yet but a change is coming! Wish me luck ok? I will fill everyone in on just what it is if things pan out the way I hope they will! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;In the meantime thanks for your support!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-2384726037581808219?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/2384726037581808219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/03/change-is-gonna-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/2384726037581808219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/2384726037581808219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/03/change-is-gonna-come.html' title='A change is gonna come!'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-393845422239373253</id><published>2010-03-10T10:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T10:16:26.360-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><title type='text'>Walking group</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I wonder if anyone in brantford wants to start a walking group? That would be so awesome! We could support each other and motivate each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Just a thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-393845422239373253?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/393845422239373253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/03/walking-group.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/393845422239373253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/393845422239373253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/03/walking-group.html' title='Walking group'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-4496363116648005764</id><published>2010-03-10T09:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T09:18:25.565-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><title type='text'>No more excuses.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Ok so? The weight loss thing? Going horribly. Yesterday I found out&amp;nbsp;I GAINED 4 lbs!!! I have been SO negligent on the weight loss front though. Yes, I go to hip hop on Tuesdays. Horray. Yes it's a GREAT workout. However, that is pretty much ALL I do exercise wise. The winter really had me in a funk. I was feeling sorry for myself and what do we do when we feel sorry for ourselves? We eat. Well? No more. Right now I am snacking on some carrots. I am going to restart the South Beach diet this coming week and I got a 7 day free trial membership to try the local Athletic Club. The problem is? My husband doesn't like spending money. I think though this is money we are going to HAVE to spend. I need a change. I say I will exercise at home. It never happens. I need to get my ass in dear, get up early every morning and go to the gym. My body isn't going to get how I want it on it's own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;So no more excuses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;No more emotional eating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;No more fried chicken for breakfast (only once but still gross right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;No more, no more, no more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;It's time to take charge of my body and my weight and ACTUALLY do something about it! I lost 12lbs the last time i started South Beach, so I know I can do it again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Starting weight as of today? 182lbs. I will update MONTHLY because I say weekly, but I have 2 small kids and a very busy schedule so monthly it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Thanks in advance for all your support!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Nikki xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-4496363116648005764?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/4496363116648005764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-more-excuses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/4496363116648005764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/4496363116648005764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-more-excuses.html' title='No more excuses.'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-7783194637972859542</id><published>2010-02-21T16:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T09:12:59.601-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random noise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cougars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='night out'/><title type='text'>Welcome to Cougar Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So last night was my friend's 30th birthday celebration. We started it out at her cute new house by drinking sangria (which was frikken delish btw) and swapping stories about creepers that come into our various workplaces (of course for confidentiality we omitted their names during story time). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After the sangria was all but gone, we ventured out to a near by hole in the wall pub called Frankie's where we took part in karaoke. We were OUTSTANDING! Paparazzi were lined up down the street waiting to get an interview and fans were lined up down the otherside waiting for autographs. Well...at least in our world they were. We sang Step by Step (nkotb) and straight up (paula abdul) natch. I mean? What else should we sing but the greatest hits of all time? I didn't realize that karaoke was such a SERIOUS thing! I mean I thoroughly enjoy some karaoke don't get me wrong, but some people just think it is like their night job or something! This lady last night was in a SUIT with her luxurious 80's hair in all it's glory, singing and shakin it like it was Hollywood week on American Idol and her place in the competition depended on this very performance! Apparently there is this guy who travels across Ontario singing the same Bob Dylan song at different karaoke bars. I have to say? I have seen him perform...William Hung has more talent. Nuff said!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We then decided it was time to shake out groove thangs, so we ventured off to Jackhammers. Yowzas! There was this one group of girls dancing on the stage? Short Shorts. I'm talkin barely cover your ass shorts. In FEBRUARY! I mean if this were July I probaby wouldn't have thought too much about it, because well...it's hot in July. People were practially having sex on the dance floor.I know, I know...&amp;nbsp;blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol. But really? Is that necessary? AND THEN! The piece de resistance...a girl about my age (almost 30) up on the stage, black wife beater, pink micro mini kilt, black fishnets, big belt, black mesh gloves. Um hello? Madonna called. She wants her outfit from 1982 back please. Thanks for understanding. The best was the DJ shouting "PUT YOUR MOTHER F**KIN ALCOHOL IN THE AIR! YEA BABY!" and flashback...I was at the VIBE circa 2001. All&amp;nbsp;they needed was the loveshack to make it a complete throwback. Wow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now I feel old. NOW I feel like a cougar. But you know what? It was SUPER fun! I was with a group of awesome broads and I would do it again!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good times! Good to get out!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-7783194637972859542?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/7783194637972859542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/02/welcome-to-cougar-town.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/7783194637972859542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/7783194637972859542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/02/welcome-to-cougar-town.html' title='Welcome to Cougar Town'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-1790615172398718150</id><published>2010-02-17T09:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T09:46:05.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NO PHONE ZONE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People are dying. And for what? So you can tell your friend LOL? Why is your text message more important than our lives? "Don't tempt fate. That text can wait."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oprah.com/oprahshow/Watch-the-Full-Hour-Americas-New-Deadly-Obsession-Video"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watch the Full episode. Make your car a NO PHONE ZONE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sign the pledge. PLEASE don't drive and text! It really IS a matter of life and death.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-1790615172398718150?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/1790615172398718150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-phone-zone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/1790615172398718150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/1790615172398718150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-phone-zone.html' title='NO PHONE ZONE.'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-3703390584058631427</id><published>2010-02-17T09:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T12:47:59.937-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luge'/><title type='text'>What has this world come to? Does no one have compassion anymore?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For shame people. Posting the video of a man's death. How disrespectful and insensitive. Does no one think of this man's friend's or family members? Would you want the death of a loved one or friend to be posted for all the world to watch and watch and watch? Disgusting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-3703390584058631427?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/3703390584058631427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-has-this-world-come-to-does-no-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/3703390584058631427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/3703390584058631427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-has-this-world-come-to-does-no-one.html' title='What has this world come to? Does no one have compassion anymore?'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-6879604260643808613</id><published>2010-01-27T19:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T19:54:33.302-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><title type='text'>Weight Loss update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I'm a bad girl and forgot to update you all! Oops! I am down another 1.8lbs. Very SLOWLY crawling along. I have a 7 month old as you know and the whole lack of sleep thing is making me lag. Excuses aside I NEED to step it up. So now, not only do I do hip-hop tuesday nights, but I have sworn to do crunches on commercial breaks while watching my shows (American Idol, House, Medium, 30 Rock -right now-). I did about 150 last night while watching Michael Jackson: Ghosts on Much More Music. Not too shabby eh? Anyone have good tips for boosting your metabolism?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-6879604260643808613?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/6879604260643808613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/01/weight-loss-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/6879604260643808613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/6879604260643808613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/01/weight-loss-update.html' title='Weight Loss update.'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-8395567466419507845</id><published>2010-01-08T10:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T10:22:43.277-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><title type='text'>Weight Loss progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I am reading Jen Lancaster's "Such a pretty Fat" for the second time and have been inspired to start tracking my weight loss progress via my blog! I think having to track it on here will motivate me better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I have a 6 month old baby and had gotten up to 222 LBS by the end of my pregnancy because I had Oedema:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oedema, edema [ɪˈdiːmə]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n pl -mata [-mətə]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. (Medicine / Pathology) Pathol an excessive accumulation of serous fluid in the intercellular spaces of tissue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I am now 178.8Lbs and my goal weight is 135Lbs. I want to look healthy not skeletal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I joined Spark People today which is a website that helps you track your calorie intake, fitness/ calories burned and weight lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I take Hip Hop with my daughter every Tuesday for 1 hour and usually do Pole Fit as well but won't be this month because taking Hip Hop instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Will work out at LEAST 15 mins a day (cardio), possibly longer, while baby naps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;It's time to take my body back! I will track my progress weekly starting 1 week from today! Saty tuned for updates!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-8395567466419507845?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/8395567466419507845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/01/weight-loss-progress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/8395567466419507845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/8395567466419507845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/01/weight-loss-progress.html' title='Weight Loss progress'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-5969660161046940066</id><published>2010-01-05T13:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T13:26:36.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 - The game plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;So 2010 is upon us and I know everyone is vowing to get thin, get that job they always wanted, see the world and what not. For me? 2010 is going to be about friends and family. I want to examin burnt bridges and grudges. I want to weigh the reasons for these and see if they are more important than the relationship with each person associated with them. Life is way too short to harbour bad feelings, especially when the issues at hand are not all that inmportant in the bigger picture we call life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Courier New;"&gt;Saint Jerome said "The friendship that can cease has never been real." I hate to think that I wasted time or heart on relationships that seem to have never been valuable either to myself or the other party to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Courier New;"&gt;Can we forgive and forget? Can bygones be bygones? Do we sacrafice countless years to one stupid event?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Courier New;"&gt;I guess we'll find out won't we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://static.ak.connect.facebook.com/js/api_lib/v0.4/FeatureLoader.js.php/en_GB" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;FB.init("82269bd051d8869a6c7f202a48b73ccc");&lt;/script&gt;&lt;comments&gt;&lt;/comments&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-5969660161046940066?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/5969660161046940066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-game-plan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/5969660161046940066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/5969660161046940066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-game-plan.html' title='2010 - The game plan'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-7228834685176543492</id><published>2009-12-22T01:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T01:17:06.168-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Love Amy Seeley!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://amyseeley.bandcamp.com/"&gt;http://amyseeley.bandcamp.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I discovered this song while watching the latest Canon commercial. LOVE IT! Brings a tear to my eye and makes me warm and fuzzy inside! Thank-you for this beautiful song Amy Seeley! i didn't think words could describe the way I feel when I hold my girls...but here you've gone and done it. Beautiful!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-7228834685176543492?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/7228834685176543492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-amy-seeley.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/7228834685176543492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/7228834685176543492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-amy-seeley.html' title='Love Amy Seeley!'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-8680230608222462545</id><published>2009-12-12T11:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T11:47:16.439-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xmas'/><title type='text'>It's not called fucking X-MAS!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;This is the only time I will bring my religious beliefs into my blog. I have had about e-fucking-nough of people writing X-mas on shit! I even saw a store once called "X-mas Planet". Nobody shortens any other religious holiday names! Why do you have to butcher ours? The fact is that Christmas IS the celebration of Christ's birth. End of story! If you are going to celebrate our holiday, at LEAST have the decency to spell the whole this out! It boils my blood to see such blatant disregard for something that REALLY is a big deal. Frankly, those who think it isn't a big deal have no business claiming to celebrate Christmas. let's just call a spade a spade here ok? You don't celebrate Christmas. You give and get presents on December 25th, but nowhere in there do you thank God for sending us Jesus. We sing Happy Birthday to the baby Jesus every Christmas morning with our children. Please show respect. Also? It's NOT Happy Holidays! It's Merry Christmas, it's Happy Chanukah, It's Happy Eid. I am NOT insulted by people saying any of these to me. Nor shoud anyone else. But back to my REAL issue here? CHRISTMAS NOT XMAS!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-8680230608222462545?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/8680230608222462545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-not-called-fucking-x-mas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/8680230608222462545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/8680230608222462545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-not-called-fucking-x-mas.html' title='It&apos;s not called fucking X-MAS!!!!'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-3610290044031998926</id><published>2009-12-10T10:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T10:26:52.687-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wal-mart Photo Lab makes my boycot list!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The last four orders we have done at Wal-mart photolab have come out wrong. First they made 4 photo CDs and charged us for them without asking me if I wanted them. I had to FIGHT to get my money back. She "totally remembered me asking for them." I think not. Then the next time I did ask for the discs and one came out blank. Brought that back they said they'd re-do it? STILL came back wrong! Then I ordered our photo Christmas cards and they came out landscape instead of portrait and cut off half the photo. When I went in to complain they said it was my fault! They said however you order them is how they are printed. Even though I printed out the preview of the order and how it looked when I sent it and it was SO not how they came out...STILL my fault! So? I got my money back, re-ordered the cards through Black's even though they are 80 cents more per pic and wrote a complaint to head office. I will update you on the sitch when they contact me back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-3610290044031998926?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/3610290044031998926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/12/wal-mart-photo-lab-makes-my-boycot-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/3610290044031998926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/3610290044031998926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/12/wal-mart-photo-lab-makes-my-boycot-list.html' title='Wal-mart Photo Lab makes my boycot list!'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-5412991349428646262</id><published>2009-12-08T19:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T19:51:58.315-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful View Outside my big beautiful picture window.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/Sx7zmY8rLTI/AAAAAAAAADA/kk1dZ4Ha4eo/s1600-h/P1010322.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/Sx7zmY8rLTI/AAAAAAAAADA/kk1dZ4Ha4eo/s640/P1010322.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Isn't this a beautiful view? I get to look at this for days at a time! Nothing says GOOD MORNING like a transport truck, complete with a trucker who SPITS everytime they climb out of this thing! One day they left it idling for -no shitting you- FOUR HOURS! The Cops may have been called that day...we won't say who by. How classy is this? I suuuuuuuuuure hope it's parked there when we decide to sell. WTF PEOPLE??? WTF???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;OH! BTW? it belongs to that yellow house you see across the street....areyou NOT capable of parking in front of your OWN house? What's that? You don't want to have to stare at this ugly piece of shit every time you look out your window? Boo fuckin whoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-5412991349428646262?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/5412991349428646262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/12/beautiful-view-outside-my-big-beautiful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/5412991349428646262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/5412991349428646262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/12/beautiful-view-outside-my-big-beautiful.html' title='Beautiful View Outside my big beautiful picture window.'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/Sx7zmY8rLTI/AAAAAAAAADA/kk1dZ4Ha4eo/s72-c/P1010322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-564898341393615503</id><published>2009-12-08T17:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T17:10:23.544-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Make your OWN damn figgy pudding assholes!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Tis' the season to be bitchy. Fa la la la la, la la, fuck you! Every year as the Chrsitmas season begins I have a hard time remembering why, come Christmas day, I am already SO done with the festivities and ready to move on to the boozing of NYE. This year I am documenting it so that, next year, when I wonder again I can just refer back to this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Our mall had a big "Santa Claus is coming to town" celebration for the first day he would be there for kids to get their pics done with him. I took my 5 year old so she could enjoy the excitment. First mistake. The show was crammed into a small corner of our ridiculously small "mall" and apparently people came from far and wide to enjoy Toopy and Binoo and Santa's arrival. For every child at the show there were also about 4 adults. People brought out mom, dad, gran, gramps, great gran, great gramps and so on. THEN they forget it's REALLY about the kids. There is an area in the front for kids to sit on the floor while they watch, but unless you arrive 6 hours earlier you are never getting to sit there. Then it's standing room from there on back. WELL the people standing in the first row of standing (directly behind CHILDREN sitting on the floor) decided that their children needed to be up on their shoulders so that the kids 10 rows back who really SHOULD be on someone's shoulders can now not even see unless they are hoisted up to the ceiling. The PARENTS are getting mad because THEY not their kids can't see. When did we forget this was SUPPOSED to be for the kids? In fact if I weren't surrounded by small children I probably would have gone all Chuck Norris on the faces of all the idiot parents/grand parents in attendance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Sitch #2: I am Christmas shopping at Wal-mart (that on it's own is frustrating enough as it is) and about to check out. The girl in front of me at the checkout is with her friends who walk away leaving her to wait on her own, not saying where they are going and knowing full well they are next in line. SO when the cashier gets to her SHE does what any normal person would do, she picks up her stuff and says "I don't know where they are so you might as well go first I will go to the back of the line and wait for them I guess since it's their stuff." WELL!!!! As the cashier starts ringing in my stuff her fucking psychotic friend grabsthe stuff out of the nice girl's hands and waltzes up in front of me and hands the cashier her stuff. She looks at me and says "Honestly! I SO TOLD her I would be right back!" The cashier just looks at her blankly as do I. She says again "Well I told her I would be only 2 minutes." Since Brit was with me I manageed to keep my cool (are we proud?) and said "Well really? Your friend took the stuff and told me to go ahead of her, so I'm sorry but your loss." She knew I was right so instead of telling ME off she FREAKS on her friend. I mean the girl went APE shit. What a fuckin classy broad. There were literally only 2 people behind me in line. Suck it up and learn your lesson. It's not your friend's fault you're a moron!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I'm sure there will be more annoying shit as we are only 17 days away from Christmas. I will keep you posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Until then? Is it REALLY too much to ask for a Silent Night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-564898341393615503?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/564898341393615503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/12/make-your-own-damn-figgy-pudding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/564898341393615503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/564898341393615503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/12/make-your-own-damn-figgy-pudding.html' title='Make your OWN damn figgy pudding assholes!!!'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-5346259565104854729</id><published>2009-11-04T12:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T17:10:47.153-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hockey team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad business'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H1N1'/><title type='text'>Hockey Team gets H1N1 vaccine stash.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;WTF????!!!!!???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;So because they play for the NHL they get to have priority? I work at a bank and touch money everyday, if anything I would have more chance of coming into contact with it than they do!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I have a 4 month old baby, what makes these athletes higher priority??? People are being TURNED AWAY because of a shortage and they get dibbs? That is garbage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;A friend of mine has 2 daughters, only one was able to get the shot while she and the other daughter were turned away. She wants to know who is going to take responsability if she and the other daughter get sick? Who will take care of the one who got the shot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Damn right the premiere better probe this. I hope someone gets fined all to shit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;So there! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-5346259565104854729?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/5346259565104854729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/11/hockey-team-gets-h1n1-vaccine-stash.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/5346259565104854729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/5346259565104854729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/11/hockey-team-gets-h1n1-vaccine-stash.html' title='Hockey Team gets H1N1 vaccine stash.'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-5405901960777352308</id><published>2009-11-04T10:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T10:25:10.961-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SvGcoHYkd4I/AAAAAAAAACo/XDkatprBlog/s1600-h/SP_A0226.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SvGcoHYkd4I/AAAAAAAAACo/XDkatprBlog/s320/SP_A0226.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SvGckyAr0DI/AAAAAAAAACg/-s2oX1xQvv0/s1600-h/SP_A0227.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SvGckyAr0DI/AAAAAAAAACg/-s2oX1xQvv0/s320/SP_A0227.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;So the pics above&amp;nbsp;are of "Bottom Boosterz" a "shape enhancing panty". Padded bra for your ass basically! OUTSTANDING! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-5405901960777352308?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/5405901960777352308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/5405901960777352308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/5405901960777352308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-my.html' title='Oh my'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SvGcoHYkd4I/AAAAAAAAACo/XDkatprBlog/s72-c/SP_A0226.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-2774046044963034927</id><published>2009-10-05T11:55:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T17:11:04.725-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cold'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H1N1'/><title type='text'>Cover your damn mouth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I know that the whole H1N1 thing is most likely being blown up to be WAY bigger than it is. I am a rational person. I do not obsess or become "paranoid" about these things. That being said, I have a 5 year old and a three month old and I really would like to avoid them getting ANY type of illness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I have noticed lately that people seem to have a real problem covering their mouth/nose when sneezing or coughing. Before I went on mat leave I even had a few clients cough/sneeze DIRECTLY in my face and the faces of my coworkers. They didn't even bother to turn their face away. Naturally I snapped on them. Really though? Is it THAT difficult to raise your hand/arm the 2 inches to your face to block at least SOME of the germs from getting all in MY grill?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;PEOPLE! COVER YOUR SHIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Thank-you in advance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Nik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-2774046044963034927?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/2774046044963034927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/10/cover-your-damn-mouth.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/2774046044963034927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/2774046044963034927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/10/cover-your-damn-mouth.html' title='Cover your damn mouth!'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-4531900036613915523</id><published>2009-06-12T15:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T15:20:01.452-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Complaints'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HBC'/><title type='text'>Update on HBC complaint</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;So I emailed HBC online again this morning to inform them that I have yet to be contacted by the Brantford Zellars regarding my complaint. Lo and behold, at 3:05pm today who should call? FINALLY!!! So I spoke with the store manager, who seemed fairly young (about my age I would say) and he was very apologetic. This surprised me because when I had made a complaint at the Centre Mall Zellers about their crappy service I was brushed off with a "what do you want ME to do about it" attitude from their manager. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;So, anyways, the store manager apologizes and said his stomach was turning as he read the email. He said he was shocked at the poor level of service that I had recieved, not only on one but several occasions, by his staff. As a token of his regret, he has offered me a few pack of Pampers for free! I thanked him for his apology and said I would gladly accept. So tomorrow afternoon he wants me to come by the store and ask for him so he can apologize face to face and give me the diapers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I guess something really CAN come out of these types of situations! Let's hope that the service actually improves though or I can guarantee I will be back with more complaints!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-4531900036613915523?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/4531900036613915523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/06/update-on-hbc-complaint.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/4531900036613915523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/4531900036613915523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/06/update-on-hbc-complaint.html' title='Update on HBC complaint'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-370785389880902997</id><published>2009-06-11T17:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T17:51:52.642-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby news'/><title type='text'>Baby Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I went to the doctor today, he didn't check my cervix but said he WILL definately be checking it next thursday at my appointment. I asked him, if I were to go past due, how long would they let me go. He said I will have a baby by the end of the month regardless. He said lots of doctors will wait 2 weeks but he doesn't believe in that. So basically at my 40 week appointment, if I am still prego that is, we will be picking a date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Exciting!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-370785389880902997?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/370785389880902997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/370785389880902997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/370785389880902997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby-update.html' title='Baby Update'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-4355920214323082852</id><published>2009-06-11T13:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T13:55:00.182-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mamas'/><title type='text'>Parking For New or Expectant Mothers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SjFE7bL7QSI/AAAAAAAAACI/x09ZNboYwRQ/s1600-h/mamaparking.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346130020366237986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SjFE7bL7QSI/AAAAAAAAACI/x09ZNboYwRQ/s400/mamaparking.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;One of my BIGGEST pet peeves is when people park in the spots marked "Reserved for New or Expectant Mothers" (or something of that nature)!!! I really think that from about 5 months pregnant women should be given a parking "pass", much the same idea as a handicap permit, for these spots and that they should expire when the baby is about 1 or 1 1/2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Recently, at Wayne Gretzky Sports Centre, while returning to my car (which was parked in one of 3 of these type of spots) I walked past an older couple (I'm talking late 50's to early 60's) coming out of their pickup truck they have parked in one of these spots. I had Britney with me so it took ALL of me to bite my tongue and NOT tell them off! Not only did they have no baby with them, but they seemed VERY able bodied! AND, if they were not "able bodied" then maybe they should talk to their doctor about a proper handicap permit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I see it ALL the time at malls and various other places that provide these spots and it DRIVES ME NUTS!!!!!! People need to have their heads checked! It's not easy to waddle your ass from the very far end of the parking lot when you are a big preggo monster! And really? DO you think it's a very good idea to piss someone off who is RAGING with hormones???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;GAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-4355920214323082852?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/4355920214323082852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/06/parking-for-new-or-expectant-mothers.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/4355920214323082852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/4355920214323082852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/06/parking-for-new-or-expectant-mothers.html' title='Parking For New or Expectant Mothers'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SjFE7bL7QSI/AAAAAAAAACI/x09ZNboYwRQ/s72-c/mamaparking.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-3594911928298500380</id><published>2009-06-03T11:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T11:55:09.010-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nothing happening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='labour'/><title type='text'>BAH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Still nothing!!! It's been 5 days...contractions are still a going...no water breakage! I have my weekly doc's appointment tomorrow. Trying to hold onto my sanity until then! They will check me to see how dialated I am...PLEASE GOD LET ME HAVE PROGRESSED!!! I hate to think these contractions have been keeping me up for the better part of the night but not getting me anywhere!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I will keep you posted so stay tuned!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-3594911928298500380?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/3594911928298500380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/06/bah.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/3594911928298500380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/3594911928298500380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/06/bah.html' title='BAH!'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-4506345116715070230</id><published>2009-05-31T08:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T16:29:03.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The most frustrating 24 hours!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I just had 24 hours of what appears to be false labour...or real labour that somehow stopped. I lost my mucous plug and dialted to 2 CM, had regular contractions 5-7 mins apart....no water break...and now the contractions seem to have stopped. although same thing exactly happend with Britney and then I had her two days later so we'll see. Going to go on about my business, go for lunch with friends today, go for walks, see what happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-4506345116715070230?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/4506345116715070230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/05/most-frustrating-24-hours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/4506345116715070230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/4506345116715070230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/05/most-frustrating-24-hours.html' title='The most frustrating 24 hours!!!!!'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-1461640000514097352</id><published>2009-05-27T19:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:49:58.950-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad business'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Complaints'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HBC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resposonse'/><title type='text'>HBC's response to my email complaint</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Nikki,Thank you for your email dated 27th of May.We appreciate you for sharing your recent shopping experiences at the Zellers Store in Brantford, Ontario.I would first like to thank you for taking the time to communicate to us, and allow us the opportunity to address this issue. Please accept our apologies for the obvious shortfall in our customer service efforts.Please be assured that the Zellers is continuing to place emphasis and resources consistently in providing service levels to our customers thatwill differentiate us from the competition.In this particular situation we obviously fell short.I would appreciate it if you would provide me with your telephone numberso that I may have the store manager contact you to address your concerns.Please feel free to contact Zellers customer service at 1-888-226-2225, for any further assistance. We appreciate your patronage and hope to continue serving you in HBC.   Regards, Abhishek Customer Services &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:Customer.Service@hbc.com" ymailto="mailto:Customer.Service@hbc.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Customer.Service@hbc.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now how many of you think that any resolution will actually come out of this?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-1461640000514097352?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/1461640000514097352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/05/hbcs-response-to-my-email-complaint.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/1461640000514097352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/1461640000514097352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/05/hbcs-response-to-my-email-complaint.html' title='HBC&apos;s response to my email complaint'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-3737426318468270298</id><published>2009-05-27T13:40:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:57:06.731-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zellers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad business'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Complaints'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HBC'/><title type='text'>Oh how I loathe HBC!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I would like to make a complaint about the Zellers Store in Brantford, Ontario. I have been a loyal HBC customer for at least 16 years. Recently I have become very annoyed at the lack of business ethic employeed by the Brantford store. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Firstly: My husband and I were in the store shopping for a patio set and 3 employees stood around and chatted with each other instead of asking if we needed help while we looked at our choices. Then when we asked one of them for help they seemed annoyed as if we were putting them out. She answered our questions (begrudgingly) and we said we just needed a minute to decide. We spoke privately (my husband and I) and decided to take one of the sets shown to us, only to be told (by the same lady) "oh no that one was already sold". Why would you show us a product, answer all our questions, knowing we wanted to possibly buy it, only to tell us we can't have it? We were so annoyed we ended up buying our set at Zhers instead of Zellers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Secondly: I was in recently to purchase a gift card for a friend's wedding shower. When I got up to the check out I was told that he didn't have any at his register. So I asked him would he kindly check at the other registers for me then? He scoffed and yelled over to the other cashiers (instead of walking around to check) then said "No we don't have wedding ones we only have thank-you or baby shower". I explained that neither would work since it was for a Wedding shower not a baby shower and it was not for a thank-you card. He looked at me with a completely blank look. I asked him if he could kindly get a manager to check because surely they could not be out in the entore store. He reluctantly called someone and they called back and said they were out but could wrestle up a "just because". I was stuck settling for the "just because" card and had to add an explanation in the shower card as to why it was so generic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thirdly: There was a sale on Pampers from May10th-14 as posted in your weekly flyer. When I went into the store to purchase some at 9am on th 10th, the pampers shelves were empty. Huggies were fully stacked, but pampers were empty. After 15 minutes when I was finally able to find a staff member she told me I could get a rain check on my way out. So I went to the check out to pay for my few purchases and to obtain a rain check. The Cashier filled out the rain check (for size 1 pampers which I had requested after she checked the flyer to confirm they were included). When I had not received a call back about the product a week later, my husband called to see if maybe they had just overlooked us. We were informed that in that week they still had not received any inventory for pampers. So either A) they were lying to us or B) the flyer was a false advertisement because they had no intentions on carrying the items advertised. When he asked the person he spoke to when we could expect they would come in he was put on hold. When they came back, he was informed that that specific product (Value pack of size 1 pampers) does not even exist. Funny though how I was able to purchase two of these value packs at Wal-mart yesterday! So whoever spoke to him lied. They lied that it doesn't exist and also probably lied about "not getting any in".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Fourthly: Try finding a staff member on the floor to help you out when you need assistance. I bet you have to walk the perimeter of the store at least 2 times before finding someone. How disgusting is that?I am 28 years old with a young family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I am 36 weeks pregnant. We have registered at Sears for our baby instead of HBC because of this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;We will now be shopping at Wal-mart instead of Zellers because of this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I will be shopping at Home Sense instead of Home Outfitters because of this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;My sister has done her wedding regisrty at Sears instead of HBC because of this. I still have one brother left to get married, he will nto be registering at HBC. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I am one of 16 grandchildren on one side and one of six on the other side. I'm sure between friends and family it won't take long for my story to get out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I wonder how many people will stop shopping at HBC stores because of this? Bad news spreads much faster than good news. I am even thinking of taking this to the media I am just THAT annoyed. I wonder how many other people are as annoyed and put off HBC as I am? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hopefully this complaint will not be taken lightly, hopefully someone in your corporation has some sendse of corporate pride. Hopefully someone stands behind the HBC brand. This is an awful lot of business to lose and it wouldn't take long before HBC meets the same fate as Eatons if all its patrons chose to shop elsewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-3737426318468270298?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/3737426318468270298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-how-i-loathe-hbc.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/3737426318468270298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/3737426318468270298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-how-i-loathe-hbc.html' title='Oh how I loathe HBC!'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-8719226055077310274</id><published>2009-05-27T08:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T05:56:04.982-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Once again people have no filter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;So my friend Nicole told me she has had some run ins with stupid people too since being pregnant. She told me yesterday that at work, she went to get off the elevator and the "kind lady" on the elevator told her she thought she "could use the exercise and might want to give the stairs a try". So of course being my friend she was outspoken enough to tell the lady to fuck off!!! When I asked what the nice lady's response was she said she didn't know because the other person on the elevator pressed the door close button. WOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I hope it doesn't bug you that I posted this Nicole but I had to so people that it's not just me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-8719226055077310274?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/8719226055077310274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/05/once-again-people-have-no-filter.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/8719226055077310274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/8719226055077310274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/05/once-again-people-have-no-filter.html' title='Once again people have no filter!'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-4949241726974306503</id><published>2009-05-14T09:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T10:00:39.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to the Editor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;This morning as I looked at the front page of the Brantford Expositor I thought "enough is enough". They ran a story on the front page about how Tori Stafford's (missing woodstock girl) family has "finally" picked up their dog from the Vet. This is my letter to the editor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I am very dissapointed with the Expositor's decision to run recent stories about Tori Stafford's family dog. I don't even know the family and I am personally offended! Really? Who cares if they picked the dog up or not? Why is that our business and what does it have to do with the fact that Tori is still missing? It is a tabloid type move to make and it makes me ashamed to say that I am a subscriber to a paper that would print such trash. And it made FRONT PAGE? Are there not more important stories you can run? If you must run something about Tori, why not just keep her picture on the front page? Be a POSITIVE part of the search, keep her face in the public eye. Am I the only one who sees that this is shameful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Here is the link to the story if you want to see why I'm pissed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brantfordexpositor.ca/ArticleDisplay.aspx?e=1567251"&gt;http://www.brantfordexpositor.ca/ArticleDisplay.aspx?e=1567251&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-4949241726974306503?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/4949241726974306503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/05/letter-to-editor.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/4949241726974306503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/4949241726974306503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/05/letter-to-editor.html' title='Letter to the Editor'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-8811651585096261474</id><published>2009-05-06T09:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T09:23:08.537-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swollen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sausage feet'/><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SgGPHdHehsI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2FPGgd10VYE/s1600-h/sausagefeet+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332700792021223106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SgGPHdHehsI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2FPGgd10VYE/s400/sausagefeet+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So, yesterday I went to work and my feet were a disgusting swelly mess! My feet were pouring over the tops of my shoes and my knees looked like I had implants put in them! I left work around 10am and went to the hospital to have my legs re-assessed as my Doctor had suggested if they poofed again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;They checked my blood pressure (normal as usual), my urine and the baby's heart rate (which was great!). It was decided that since I spend the greater amount of my work day on my feet, it would be best that I stop working at this point. I'm not on strict bed rest but I am supposed to keep my feet elevated as much as possible. this is going to be WAY better ebcause I can be productive around my house so I am not bored to tears, but if my feet get sore and swollen I can drop what I'm doing and put my feet up without having to answer to anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I feel a great amount of relief. I dreaded going in to work because of how much my feet/legs were hurting. I was leaving early because of it all the time and frankly it was getting embarassing. This way, my boss can call in casual to cover my spot instead of having me come in only to leave early and have the branch be left short staffed. Much better for everyone all around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;That's my update!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Don't orget, you can leave comments on my posts! I love to hear your feedback!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-8811651585096261474?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/8811651585096261474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/8811651585096261474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/8811651585096261474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SgGPHdHehsI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2FPGgd10VYE/s72-c/sausagefeet+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-180257507515987412</id><published>2009-04-24T08:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T08:33:11.062-04:00</updated><title type='text'>By request</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SfGxfYu6kdI/AAAAAAAAABw/fdcKptbIFo0/s1600-h/belly+and+britney+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328234986929295826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SfGxfYu6kdI/AAAAAAAAABw/fdcKptbIFo0/s200/belly+and+britney+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ok so I know I have been majorly slacking in the blogging department. 31 weeks prego now, guess I just have a ton on the go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;In any case, this blog is dedicated to my good friend Jenn. She has been reading all my woes about jackasses who say stupid things to pregnant ladies, and would like to know "What SHOULD you say?". So, Jenn? This one's for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I know I've ranted on and on about how people call me huge, and tell me I'm having twins (happend again at Starbucks this past weekend by the way, the barrista asked if I was sure that there was just one in there. Steve witnessed it this time and was boggled). But what things DON'T bug me? Well first of all it doesn't really bother me when people I know well, like friends, family or co-workers comment on the fact that my belly has grown, because, well...it has! Instead of saying "Wow you're huge!" try "Look how much that baby is growing!" then it's not a "YOU are big" it's "the BABY is growing bigger" less of a personal blow. Remember, pregnant ladies are very self conscious because they are not used to the Santa Claus look. It's already hard enough to cope with the dissapearance of your waist without feeling like people are calling you a cow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;How about saying "You look great" or "you are all baby" is also acceptable because then we don't feel so much as if we've visited the fat farm. Pretty much you have to just put yourselves in the shoes of that lady and remember that her body has just completely morphed. She is probably feeling more like a pod than a person at this point, so some friendly compliments or encouragement would do much better than a comment onher size. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Recent studies have found that an astounding number of pregnant women have developed what doctors have coined as "Pregorexia". This is when a woman is SO upset by her changing body and by comments from people that she has "really gotten big" to obsessively monitor her weight gain throughout her pregnancy. Did you know that doctors no longer have the "weight gain during pregnancy" guidelines? It's no longer suggested by (most) doctors that you gain between a certain amount of pounds, simply because each pregnancy is SO different. For example, when I was pregnant with my first child, I gained around 60 pounds! While a lot was, in fact, baby, amniotic fluid, placenta and a bit of fat, a good portion was due to severe edema (water retention). I balooned up so bad in my hands, legs, feet and face that I was hardly recognizable to myself. This time around I have gained only around 30 pounds so far. Mind you, I did start off about 20 pounds heavier this pregnancy than I did with my first. The point, however, is that especially with all the raging hormones going through a pregnant woman's body, weight gain (even for a healthy reason) is still very daunting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;SO, next time you are talking to a pregnant lady friend of yours, tell how fabulous she looks, not how big she's gotten. Go ahead, comment on the baby growing...but keep it to the baby if you can. And people? If you don't know the person? Don't comment. You will just likely end up with your foot (or possibly hers) in your mouth. Better to take the safe road then to be drop kicked by a hormonal mommy-to-be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Until next time! Thanks for reading!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-180257507515987412?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/180257507515987412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/04/by-request.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/180257507515987412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/180257507515987412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/04/by-request.html' title='By request'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SfGxfYu6kdI/AAAAAAAAABw/fdcKptbIFo0/s72-c/belly+and+britney+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-8648827129342500714</id><published>2009-04-09T12:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T12:45:01.010-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ouchy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='false alarm'/><title type='text'>So I'm a gimp? So what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So Tuesday at work, I am suddenly hit with severely painful abdominal pains and LOTS of pressure in my lower abdomen. Naturally I freak out and assume this means the baby is coming 11 weeks early. bawling my eyes out, i call my OB/GYN's office and am instructed to go immediately to labour and delivery at BGH for assessment. SOOOO, I call Steve at work to tell him he needs to come get me ASAP and take me to the hospital and why. Steve misunderstands and thinks I am calling FROM the doctor's office, which is on teh other side of town, and goes there to get me. He said he was all panicked and looking for me and that the nurses must've thought he was a crazy person walking around saying "WHERE'S MY WIFE????". He finally put two and two together and came to get me at the branch and we were on our way (panic stricken) to the good old BGH to see teh doctor on call. We get to the hospital and Steve gets me situated in a wheel chair so he can go park the car and come back for me to take me up to labour and delivery. we find the elevators and I tell him "floor 4". We get ON the elevator failing to notice that it's in "down mode" and that we just went on the wrong one because of our panic. Wanted to take the first one open. So we go ALLLLLLL the way to the lowest level then back, finally, up to 4. Get off on 4 and are told we want 5. Back on the elevator. AGAIN a down one! So of course I start bawling because I feel like I'm stuck in a nightmare! We get to 5 and look around and both of us think "this can't be right", so we ask someone again...nope...nope...we definately wanted 4...AAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGHHHHH! At this point I am so worked up I feel nauseated! SO, finally on the right floor (the FOURTH floor) we get checked in and the doctor see's us right away. Luckily it happens to be MY doctor that is on call, so no awkward "history" questions and what not, just straight to the sitch at hand. She asks about the pains, I get hooked up to monitors, she checks my cervix and determins that I am not, in fact, in labour. turns out I seriously pulled a muscle in my abdomen and it hurts like hell. She put me off work and I had my regular 4 week appointment with her today, at which she decided I should be off for another week. So while I am serisouly relieved that this baby isn't coming early, I am in pain and want to whine about it for all to hear. So... WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-8648827129342500714?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/8648827129342500714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-im-gimp-so-what.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/8648827129342500714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/8648827129342500714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-im-gimp-so-what.html' title='So I&apos;m a gimp? So what?'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-3380910986098525490</id><published>2009-03-24T20:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:29:40.206-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moose Baby'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Just a quickie because I'm still not feeling well, but I had to go ahead and get this one out there. REALLY? A client told me today my baby is going to be a moose. A Ma-fuckin MOOSE! This is just getting ridiculous people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-3380910986098525490?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/3380910986098525490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-quickie-because-im-still-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/3380910986098525490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/3380910986098525490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-quickie-because-im-still-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-8948412130298786230</id><published>2009-03-16T20:03:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T07:35:16.697-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Assface people! Un-Fucking-believeable!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;SOMEBODY STOP THE MADNESS!!!! WTF is wrong with people? Does nobody have a filter anymore? SERIOUSLY!!! Not ONLY did I get the "you're HUGE!" comments today, but my co-worker who was sitting next to me got told she was doomed to be fat by some old lady client. For real she is like a size 6 or 7 right now and this lady, out of nowhere, asked if her mom was as skinny as her. My co-worker replied "No." with a blank look like "wtf is it to you lady". The client's response? "Ha, ha, you are going to be FAT one day!" Settle down people!!! Apparently if you sit next to the HUGE pregnant lady, you too are at risk of being called HUGE whether or not you are. How fucked up is THAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ONNNNNNNNNNNNNN the plus side...I did have two regular clients today comment that they didn't even notice I was pregnant before today! So, naturally, I told them I loved them and they were now #1 in my books...before, of course, going on a tangent about how many before them have called me fat and argued with me that I "must be having twins".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ok, and also? I was sitting on a damn chair, minding my own prego business when another of my co-worker's client interrupted what my co-worker was doing for HIM (ya it was a fucking moronic guy) to ask me "Um excuse me? Aren't you kinda pushing it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;me: "um...pushing what?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;client: makes a "big belly" gesture with his hands then says again "pushing it" followed by a moronic laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;me: "um, actually NO! I have 12 weeks to go THANK-YOU VERY MUCH! WOW! *to my co-worker* What is wrong with people?" Then I walked away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;SHIT man! People are so fucked up! GET A FILTER PEOPLE! Very good investment! It's called social tact. I'm sure there is a course you can take at some idiot school. In the meantime? Don't fucking talk to me unless you aren't going to shit all over yourself with your moronic verbal diarreah, k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;OH! And? On a non-prego note? I'm told we have a client that went on like a half hour rant about how he can't stand "Stupidity people". Seriously. AS he's going on about this, does he NOT realize HE sounds like a "stupidity person" given his poor choice of words? Ah...wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;That's all I have to say about that....for right now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-8948412130298786230?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/8948412130298786230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/03/more-assface-people-un-fucking.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/8948412130298786230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/8948412130298786230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/03/more-assface-people-un-fucking.html' title='More Assface people! Un-Fucking-believeable!'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-6223977539334458975</id><published>2009-03-15T14:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T14:46:12.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shawty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I guess it must be the GORGEOUS weather today, but I am CRAVING daquiris BIG TIME! Being that I'm pregnant, however, it seems to be frowned upon. Something about alcohol and pregnancy = not good. Now I KNOW technically I could have a virgin...but let's face it...I didn't get in my "condition" by being a virgin type of lady! That being said...NO...I didn't opt for the rum based beverage. I would rather wait until I can safely have a proper daquiri, then have a virgin one...which by the way is basically just a Strawberry smoothie. So ...le sigh...I guess I'll have to wait and make sure Steve has a daquiri ready and waiting for me the second the baby makes it's appearance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hmmm, wonder what the hospital staff would think on that one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;lol...dreams...yes...I dream big I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-6223977539334458975?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/6223977539334458975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/03/shawty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/6223977539334458975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/6223977539334458975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/03/shawty.html' title='Shawty'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-4257458257820709649</id><published>2009-03-12T21:03:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T21:21:14.663-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stupid assholes'/><title type='text'>Way to scare the shit out of me! Thanks a mill!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbmyBXV2DjI/AAAAAAAAABY/R54N3BTrhWQ/s1600-h/shut-the-fuck-up.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312472971975462450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbmyBXV2DjI/AAAAAAAAABY/R54N3BTrhWQ/s320/shut-the-fuck-up.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;So, there I was, sitting in the waiting room of my OBGYN's office today for my regular 4 week check up. Sitting across from me, is a lady that had her baby 10 weeks premature and beside her a lady that is prego for her 2nd time and is 29 weeks. So about how the MAIN focus of their conversation, was how much Brantford hospital sucks ass. Ok, um, hello? Ladies? PREEEEEEEETTY sure you are in a doctor's office in FUCKING BRANTFORD! PREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEETTY sure most of the ladies here are having their babies in Brantford. Do you think MAYBE you could NOT scare the piss out of us? OR, how about you let us find out for ourselves. This is not exactly the type of thing I was hoping to worry about at this stage in the game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;At the beiginning of my pregnancy I was seriously ill and had to be hospitalized in Brantford General Hospital for 4 days, and I had a VERY pleasant experience actually. The nurses were very attentive and treated me like a person not an illness, the doctors came at least once a day to check on my and inform me on my situation and I had a great room-mate in a semi-private room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I would also like to point out that with my first daughter, I was told by people that they had horrible experiences at Brampton Memorial Hospital, but mine was quite the opposite. Despite the fact that I was in a ward room (4 people), the nurses came in quite often, the food wasn't bad and I was given lots of help and support with breast feeding when I had a hard time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I think, if you've had a bad experience, unless someone asks you flat out you should keep it the F under your belt. Maybe next time you should NOT yell it out in a room full of people who have no choice but to go to that particular hospital?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Really? When will people get a fuckin clue?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;That's my rant for today...have to go watch Hell's Kitchen now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Peace :) Nik &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-4257458257820709649?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/4257458257820709649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/03/way-to-scare-shit-out-of-me-thanks-mill.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/4257458257820709649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/4257458257820709649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/03/way-to-scare-shit-out-of-me-thanks-mill.html' title='Way to scare the shit out of me! Thanks a mill!'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbmyBXV2DjI/AAAAAAAAABY/R54N3BTrhWQ/s72-c/shut-the-fuck-up.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-5035781545361097259</id><published>2009-03-11T13:59:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T15:46:03.582-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ass Face Neighbour'/><title type='text'>Really though? Really? You need to shut the hell up. (A.K.A don't mess with the Nikki A.K.A an oldie but a goodie)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/Sbf9aYTb1BI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ppgngcr12hg/s1600-h/leprechaun.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311992915149181970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/Sbf9aYTb1BI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ppgngcr12hg/s320/leprechaun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I posted this last March in my Facebook notes. It got such a good response I thought I would repost it on here for your reading enjoyment:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Let's talk annoying neighbours...Our new neighbour decideds that, being as it is St. Paddy's day weekend, Sunday would be the optimal day to go out and get smashed with his friends who are 20 years younger than he is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Around 12:30am they come home SCREAMING and yelling and getting all roudy. Music blars, 90's techno style to boot, with base full pumpin ala Gino style. I FLIPPED OUT! I know this shocks all of you being that normally I am so even keeled *cough cough* but yes it is true, I lost my cool. Steve didn't want me to but I marched my butt over to their house - had to go around the front because they are attached by the side and there is a privacy fence in between- in my plaid pj bottoms and steve's canada hoodie COMPLETE wirth bed head a FURY in my eyes. I banged on the door like a mad woman and rang the bell like 5 million times. They ignored me. Oh shit man this is going to be ugly! I continue to smash the door. I hear a voice inside say "Oh man they are sending the heat!" WTF? The heat? What is this? Miami Vice? This only angers me more. FINALLY the dumb twat opens the door...dumb friend in tow and anotheryapping smart comments in the background. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Me: Really though? Really? You need to shut the hell up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ass face Neighbour: Oh...really? (shocked look on his face like he thought they were quiet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Me: YES really!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dumb friend in the background: Some incoherent smartass mumbling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Friend at door: Oh ... hee hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Me: Cuz really? We have to get up at 6am (lies I got up at 7:30...although Steve got up at 5:30)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ass face Neighbour: Oh ok .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Me: ya cuz this is a recurring situation and I've let it slide before but next time I have NO PROBLEM calling the police and/or the landlord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ass face Neighbour: Recurring? Really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Me: uh...YA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ass face Neighbour: Oh ya you're right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Me: Ya...I know I am. Now please kindly shut the fuck up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ass face Neighbour: Thanks for coming straight to me I appreciate it...mumble mumble some drunken slurs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Me: *shakes his hand* thank you and good night.*MARCH MARCH MARCH* back to bed...grrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-5035781545361097259?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/5035781545361097259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/03/really-though-really-you-need-to-shut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/5035781545361097259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/5035781545361097259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/03/really-though-really-you-need-to-shut.html' title='Really though? Really? You need to shut the hell up. (A.K.A don&apos;t mess with the Nikki A.K.A an oldie but a goodie)'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/Sbf9aYTb1BI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ppgngcr12hg/s72-c/leprechaun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4499656135251918587.post-4123828925170235972</id><published>2009-03-11T09:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T14:06:22.235-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random noise'/><title type='text'>I just feel the need!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So I've been reading my friend Justin's blog, and I decided that I need one too. Why? Well, really? Because there are too many stupid people and too many stupid thing that I observe on a daily basis NOT to share with y'all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My first point of business: I am 26 weeks pregnant and about to FREAK on the next person that tells me I'm "quite large for 26 weeks". ALL of these people? Strangers! Mostly clients at my work. What the HELL is wrong with you people?? When you later ask if I am having twins and I say "NO!" don't ask "Are you sure??". No I'm not sure...you're right, the three ultrasounds I've had where they've told me it's ONE healthy baby, are probably ALL wrong! YES! Yes i'm quite fekkin sure! Really though? Who in their right mind tells a complete stranger they are "quite large"? Just because I am pregnant you feel it gives you free reign on my body for commenting? NO!!! Would you walk up to a non prego who was "quite large" and tell THEM? No, no ya wouldn't! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I've decided I am going to Karate Kid the next assface that comments on my size.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Also? There's no touching! Unless you know me? You should NOT feel free to rub my belly. I don't care how "cute" or "precious" you think it looks! you won't think I'm so cute or precious when you have my boot up your ass, now will you? Give your heads a shake. Seriously? Seriously. next time I pass a random bald man, should I shine his head? What makes you think these actions differ from one another?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A pre-warning, when I finally have my baby, and you pass me at the mall, or on the street, or wherever? DON'T TOUCH MY BABY! I don't know you. I don't know where you stank ass hands have been. Don't pass your infections on to my child because they are "Too gorgeous NOT to touch"!!! Get a grip people, just GET A GRIP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So that's my first entry for now! I'm sure there will be more to come. Does this crap bug you too, or am I alone on this? Let me know k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Peace :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nikki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4499656135251918587-4123828925170235972?l=getoutmagrill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/feeds/4123828925170235972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-just-feel-need.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/4123828925170235972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4499656135251918587/posts/default/4123828925170235972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getoutmagrill.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-just-feel-need.html' title='I just feel the need!'/><author><name>Nik-Nak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052323570695112865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OXb8KNGVrlg/SbfG1GdRrSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JwZBPMaz_kk/S220/steve%27scamera+169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
