<?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-7413414</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:05:07.985-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Barefoot Journey</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>241</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-4721399638039720996</id><published>2007-03-04T20:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T09:26:02.975-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back And I'm a Mom!</title><content type='html'>I intended to document my pregnancy &lt;a href="http://beccaanddrewarehavingababy.blogspot.com/"&gt;on this blog&lt;/a&gt;, but pregnancy was somthing very strange. My body and emotions were changing at a rate faster than at puberty. I don't know how I thought I could ever document my pregnancy when I had issues telling my own mother about when I got my first period... there wern't pads in the house in the cupboard and I waited for 2 days till the pain from the cramps was unbearable and stuffing toilet paper in my underwear couldn't hold the flow... I'm just not someone who can openly talk about her body or sexuality that easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I enjoyed much of my pregnancy (2nd and most of 3rd trimester) there was so much changing in my body and mind it was hard for me to even understand what was happening , let alone write it down. Now, on the otherside of pregnancy, my body is foriegn to me compared to what it was a year ago. Although it took 9 months, these changes are drastic to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope now to share my experiences of motherhood. This is somthing that feels far more natural to me than pregnancy did. I can look back now on all the effort that pregnancy was to see it was grooming my body and mind and heart ( and my husbands patience) to become the parent I am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so overwhelmed with love for my little baby. And amazed by how natural the process seems... even the hard moments when he's screaming in my ear for me to fix somthing that I don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have to get some of this out, and hope you will enjoy it in the process.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-4721399638039720996?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/4721399638039720996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=4721399638039720996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/4721399638039720996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/4721399638039720996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-back-and-im-mom.html' title='I&apos;m Back And I&apos;m a Mom!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-114785768221436252</id><published>2006-05-17T04:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T04:21:22.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Bride</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://paradox.of.arden.tripod.com/quiz/princess/index.html" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://fuzzy.snakeden.org/images/buttercup.jpg" border="0" alt="Buttercup" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://paradox.of.arden.tripod.com/quiz/princess/index.html" target="new"&gt;Which Princess Bride Character are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this quiz was made by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/mamaslyth"&gt;mysti&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-114785768221436252?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/114785768221436252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=114785768221436252' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114785768221436252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114785768221436252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2006/05/princess-bride.html' title='Princess Bride'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-114774719337878537</id><published>2006-05-15T21:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T21:39:53.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Year Married</title><content type='html'>So we have been married for a full year and I will write about our aniversary later cause I have more exciting news&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took them a year + a day to make it Official  after his catch at our wedding but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky and Dave are officially Engaged!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/1600/IMG_1084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/400/IMG_1084.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Congratulations you two!&lt;/span&gt;&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/7413414-114774719337878537?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/114774719337878537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=114774719337878537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114774719337878537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114774719337878537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2006/05/1-year-married.html' title='1 Year Married'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-114700135430717108</id><published>2006-05-07T06:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T06:29:14.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch this and try not to laugh or smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=652099013&amp;amp;n=2"&gt;It's impossible , click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=652099013&amp;amp;n=2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-114700135430717108?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/114700135430717108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=114700135430717108' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114700135430717108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114700135430717108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2006/05/watch-this-and-try-not-to-laugh-or.html' title='Watch this and try not to laugh or smile'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-114591189936138876</id><published>2006-04-24T15:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T15:51:39.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream</title><content type='html'>Last night I dreamt that I was about 16 or 17 and was accepted to a university  far away ( BC I think) in Canada for early admitance. I was in the process of trying to figure out how I could graduate highschool quickly and move somewhere else in Canada for School. My parents thought I was making a big mistake and told me that there was no way they could help me pay for school. I told them I would do it all myself and would work for every penny if I needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my dream skipped ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the summer I moved across Canada to live with a friend to save money so I didn't need to get my own apartment. I don't know what friend but I can only assume it was Kathryn. I was working as a waitress in a burger and french fry place. I took all my tips and money I earned and put it into a card board box with all the bills stacked neatly side by side and never counted how much I had. From my memory I had mostly all 10 and 20 dollar bills but all the bills were organized all the twenties together, all the tens together and a few five's. All the heads facing the same way. Very neat and tidy.I didn't have anything over a twenty. I refused to count it or even look at it for very long. I just kept saving the money and putting it under my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the summer passed my Parents came out to try to convince me that  going to university in a few more weeks was still way to early for my own good. They were trying to get me to come back home. I remember arguing with them in my small bedroom while wearing my waitess uniform. I was trying to tell them there was nothing more for me back at home and I really wanted to start making a new future for myself. Then I felt the need to show them I can do well for myself and pulled the money out from under my bed.  My dad thought I must have stole it. My mom wanted to count it. I couldn't belive my dad could think I could steal. And I didn't want my mom to count it. It felt too private for her to know how much was there.It was my money and I didn't even know how much it was. She said there must have been 5 or 6 thousand dollars and no one could make that much on a waitresses salary in a summer and that it would still not be enough for university.I kept stopping her from counting it. When I went and grabbed at the box all the money fell out and fell like leaves all over the ground and lost the order that it was in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they were holding on to my box of  money and standing over what fell and wouldn't give it back. They were using it as a ransom to make me come home. I told them I wasn't coming home and I wasn't going to be late for work because of them. That I didn't want them to take my money away from me because I worked hard for it. But there was nothing I could do to stop them. I was very angry but left for work anyway with them sitting on my bed with my money. I remember walking in the rain away from my room with the firm decision that I was going to continue with my decision, but crying cause of how hard it would be without their support and sure that they would take my money from me. I saw my restaurant where I  worked ahead of me, brushed some tears off my face. and as I pushed through the doors to enter work I woke up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-114591189936138876?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/114591189936138876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=114591189936138876' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114591189936138876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114591189936138876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2006/04/dream.html' title='Dream'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-114360796415705869</id><published>2006-03-28T23:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T08:53:28.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kodakgallery.com/I.jsp?c=14odnwzf.7vl2xvz7&amp;x=0&amp;amp;amp;h=1&amp;amp;y=b3fha9"&gt;So here is our Vacation Photos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, Kodak loaded them in backward... and I'm too lazy to fix it, So I hope you enjoy watching our vacation from finish to beginning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-114359633518924243</id><published>2006-03-28T20:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T20:39:05.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ha Ha Ha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;form action="'http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=" 1074983253="" method="'POST'"&gt;&lt;table style="" align="'center'" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2" bg="" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Who are your Star Trek Slash parents? by jenniferlupin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=";color:#003333;" bg&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=";color:#00ddaa;" bg&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;input name="'Name'" value="'Rebecca" size="20" type="'text'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=";color:#003333;" bg&gt;&lt;span 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value="'1074983253'" type="'hidden'"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-114359633518924243?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/114359633518924243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=114359633518924243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114359633518924243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114359633518924243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2006/03/ha-ha-ha.html' title='Ha Ha Ha!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-114349142964647220</id><published>2006-03-27T15:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T15:30:29.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from the Dominican!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/1600/100_0485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/400/100_0485.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are back and there is lots to tell... but a little tired right now and I need to unpack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So , you can look at this dominican sunset until I'm back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-114349142964647220?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/114349142964647220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=114349142964647220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114349142964647220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114349142964647220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2006/03/back-from-dominican.html' title='Back from the Dominican!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-114276797400113132</id><published>2006-03-19T06:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T06:32:55.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We leave TODAY</title><content type='html'>It's been a Crazy couple weeks getting ready for this Vacation, and now it's Finally here....We leave TODAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to slave myself for every hour at work these past 2 weeks in order to get everything ready to go. Then there was all the last min run around picking up Peptobismal, sunscreen,Visiting the Doctor before leaving.  Then of course, we went to the tanning salon a couple times so our pale pale skin isn't shocked the first day we are there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was packing, who knows if your actually going over the weight limit right? So her I am, rigging a way to weigh our huge luggage bags on out tiny bathroom scale. We are allowed 44lbs each for checked baggage, and 10 lbs each for carry on. my luggage weighs out at 35lbs , Drews at 36. then I went to weigh our carry on... it din't register, OH NO what if it's innacurate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I dug up the weightlifting weights we never use out of the basement. I put on 35 lbs - it's accurate. I put on only 15lbs - It's accurate. I put on 5 lbs- it doesn't register. 3 more pounds to bring it to 8, doesn't register. Put on a 10 pound weight, It registers!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as long as our carry on does not register, it is under 10 pounds :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen was going to be our ratty godmother while we were gone but poor &lt;a href="http://www.superhappyjen.blogspot.com"&gt;Jen&lt;/a&gt; is plauged, so we are leaving our pet rats with my sister. ( Get better soon Jen! ) Our original ride to pick us up at 2AM Monday the 27th fell through, so we are going to try to canvas our friends this morning so hopefully Drew won't need to drive home after our flight, and so his car doesn't sit in a Park n Fly parking lot, when it should be sitting at the mechanics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, We are so super excited. We've refered to this as honeymoon Version 2.0. We had a wonderful time at our&lt;a href="http://www.tomraelodge.com/c3.html"&gt; northern lodge&lt;/a&gt;, Drew did kind of wish for a more &lt;a href="https://www.travel-center.com/hoteles/hoteles.asp?SE=401&amp;Keyword=Bahia+Principe+San+Juan&amp;amp;Hotel=5113"&gt;tropical Vacation&lt;/a&gt; . I think we are pretty lucky, WHo gets 2 honeymoons in their first year of Marriage??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we leave today, We hope you all have a wonderful week.  It would be great if you could join us, but you just won't all fit in my suitcase!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa of Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-114276797400113132?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/114276797400113132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=114276797400113132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114276797400113132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114276797400113132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2006/03/we-leave-today.html' title='We leave TODAY'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-114172755662579674</id><published>2006-03-07T05:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T05:32:36.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What we can Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bahia-principe.com/en/sanjuan_ocio.html"&gt;Leisure and Sports&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-114172755662579674?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/114172755662579674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=114172755662579674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114172755662579674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114172755662579674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-we-can-play.html' title='What we can Play'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-114172751086030079</id><published>2006-03-07T05:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T05:31:50.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where we will eat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bahia-principe.com/en/sanjuan_bares.html"&gt; Bars and Restaurants&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-114172751086030079?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/114172751086030079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=114172751086030079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114172751086030079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114172751086030079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2006/03/where-we-will-eat.html' title='Where we will eat'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-114172735507913321</id><published>2006-03-07T05:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T05:29:15.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Map - Cause I'm too excited to sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bahia-principe.com/en/sanjuan_mapa.html"&gt;Bahía Príncipe San Juan - Map of Facilities&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-114172735507913321?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/114172735507913321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=114172735507913321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114172735507913321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114172735507913321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2006/03/map-cause-im-too-excited-to-sleep.html' title='Map - Cause I&apos;m too excited to sleep'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-114169617876762657</id><published>2006-03-06T20:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T20:49:38.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://www.travel-center.com/hoteles/hoteles.asp?SE=401&amp;Keyword=Bahia+Principe+San+Juan&amp;amp;Hotel=5113"&gt;Bahia Principe San Juan (All-Inclusive) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going ... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.travel-center.com/hoteles/hoteles.asp?SE=401&amp;Keyword=Bahia+Principe+San+Juan&amp;amp;Hotel=5113"&gt;    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-114169617876762657?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/114169617876762657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=114169617876762657' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114169617876762657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114169617876762657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2006/03/vacation.html' title='Vacation'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-114081579089048204</id><published>2006-02-24T16:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T16:16:30.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Gonna DIE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://superhappyrecipes.blogspot.com/2005/11/sexy-adams-delicious-waffles.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nerdtests.com/ft_dead.php?im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nerdtests.com/images/ft/dead.php?val=5681" alt="I am going to die at 86. When are you? Click here to find out!" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-114081579089048204?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/114081579089048204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=114081579089048204' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114081579089048204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114081579089048204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-gonna-die.html' title='I&apos;m Gonna DIE!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-114075012188792084</id><published>2006-02-23T21:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T22:02:01.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT?!?</title><content type='html'>In my continuous attempts to try to understand people, I have been looking up different religions and their basis of beliefs.... Than I came accross this .. the scientology belief of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Xenu"&gt;... XENU ...whatever.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-114075012188792084?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/114075012188792084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=114075012188792084' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114075012188792084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114075012188792084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2006/02/what.html' title='WHAT?!?'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-114056751514751364</id><published>2006-02-21T19:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T19:42:15.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New hair?</title><content type='html'>Every so often I get to that point where my long long hair (30 inches of it) seems to feel messy, heavy, hard to brush and stick straight, common brown, very boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going through thoose moments when you think it would be better to shave it all off. Maybe it would be better to plan for some kind of more thought out less drastic change than becomeing G.I. Jane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I mention changing my hair to friends or family, they all seem to develop this look of absolute horror on their face.I'm told I shouldn't change a thing. It's this reaction that backs me down from most attempts. I don't know if that is because they just can't see my hair any other way, or if changing what I've got is just a bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here are my options&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutting it - my long hair has kind of "grown on me" I'm not ready to cut it short, I've tried some layering before, I found it annoying that I couldn't tie it all back when I wanted to, short bangs are out of the question, my hair parts weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dying it - thought of going red before, or putting highlights or lowlights in my hair, but the truth is the colour of my hair is my 2nd favorite part about it ( first is length)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curling it - Probably my number 1 choice right now, likely a very loose wave just to add some texture and body to make me love wearing my hair not in some tight little bun to keep it out of my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT when I was a kid I had some very scary perms that scare me away from that process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/1600/Gr4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/320/Gr4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I Cant belive my mother let me have a burnt hair mullet.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving it - Keeping it the same, and let it keep on growing and getting my hair cuts 3 times a year just to trim the bottom, at these times even hair dressers tell me they wouldn't change it. They call my hair "virgin hair"*  There are very few hair dressers that will be ok in making a drastic change in "virgin hair" because they say their clients are almost never happy with the change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I be bold and take a chance at changing my hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or will I keep the same style I have had for 10 years? ( Or more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* hair that is long that has not been chemically treated in 7 - 10 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-114056751514751364?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/114056751514751364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=114056751514751364' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114056751514751364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114056751514751364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2006/02/new-hair.html' title='New hair?'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-114056810352052410</id><published>2006-02-21T19:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T19:28:23.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More hair pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/1600/sbpg084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/400/sbpg084.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Child hood Hair&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/7413414-114056810352052410?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/114056810352052410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=114056810352052410' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114056810352052410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114056810352052410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2006/02/more-hair-pics.html' title='More hair pics'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-114056627001164913</id><published>2006-02-21T18:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T18:57:50.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Instant Curls - Pros &amp; Cons Of Perms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.hairboutique.com/tips/tip1059.htm"&gt;Instant Curls - Pros &amp;amp; Cons Of Perms&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-114056627001164913?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/114056627001164913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=114056627001164913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114056627001164913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/114056627001164913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2006/02/instant-curls-pros-cons-of-perms.html' title='Instant Curls - Pros &amp; Cons Of Perms'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-113924906294637754</id><published>2006-02-06T12:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T13:04:23.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially Married</title><content type='html'>Short Story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 8 months of Marriage, and 5 months of waiting for paper work we can finally prove we are really really married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our minister told us that to be sure all the paper work went through properly with the Office of the registrar General, we were to order our marriage Certificate, (wich is also useful in registering for things like Passports, Like I've been wanting to do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said while he hasn't seen it often, occasionaly paperwork gets lost. He told us there are only about 5 or 6 people way out in Thunderbay registering everyones birth, death and marriage in Ontario and it can take a long time to get the papers. If paperwork gets lost then a couple does not have proof that they are really married when stuff happens that they need to prove that they are... Thats when bad stuff, gets worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He said it was very important that we send away to get our marriage certificate after 12 weeks of marriage... cause if we send for it too soon, we could get lost in some paper black hole. So, way back at the end of August I sent in our request. He warned us it could take some time. The words " snail mail" is not the right term for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They FINALLY charged my credit card at the end of November making me think my papers were on their way... I started to question if they were coming at all by the beginning of January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've attempted to make a couple phone calls, but I guess in such a very busy overworked office, they don't answer the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally 5 months later the long form certificate arrives. I asked for a short form one aswell, but maybe it will come in another 5 months :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-113924906294637754?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/113924906294637754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=113924906294637754' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113924906294637754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113924906294637754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2006/02/officially-married.html' title='Officially Married'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-113883659002003002</id><published>2006-02-01T18:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T18:29:50.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess what....</title><content type='html'>I GOT THE JOB!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I signed all the papers yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to that stupid game....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-113883659002003002?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/113883659002003002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=113883659002003002' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113883659002003002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113883659002003002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2006/02/guess-what.html' title='Guess what....'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-113883349040550919</id><published>2006-02-01T17:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T17:38:10.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Frog Remix</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://crazyfrog.yourebustingmyballs.com/CrazyRemix/index.asp?q=ringtone"&gt;Crazy Frog Remix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid game has me addicted to it ......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-113883349040550919?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/113883349040550919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=113883349040550919' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113883349040550919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113883349040550919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2006/02/crazy-frog-remix.html' title='Crazy Frog Remix'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-113855708116524688</id><published>2006-01-29T12:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T13:00:02.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality in a house</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.drawahouse.com/"&gt;Draw your house here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/1600/Becca%27s%20house.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/320/Becca%27s%20house.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;          &lt;b&gt;Based on your drawing and the 10 answers you gave this is a summary of your personality:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sensitive and indecisive at times. You are a freedom lover and a strong person. You will avoid being alone and seek the company of others whenever possible. You love excitement and create it wherever you go. You are very tidy person. There's nothing wrong with that because you're pretty popular among friends. Your life is always full of changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will avoid being alone and seek the company of others whenever possible. You love excitement and create it wherever you go. You see the world as it is, not as you believe it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You added a flower into your drawing. The flower signifies that you long for love. It also safe to say that others don't see you as a flirt. You are self-confident and happy with your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-113855708116524688?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/113855708116524688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=113855708116524688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113855708116524688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113855708116524688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2006/01/personality-in-house.html' title='Personality in a house'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-113855572823572936</id><published>2006-01-29T12:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T12:28:48.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme thingie-do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Jen, tagged me in this blog meme tag thingie. So naturally I have to do it. If I end up taggin you PAY ATTENTION. Here's what you have to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Remove the blog in the top spot from the following list and bump everyone up one place. Then add your blog to the bottom slot, like so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1. &lt;a href="http://kirkkitsch.blogspot.com/"&gt;kirk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 2. &lt;a href="http://cyberchocolate.blogspot.com/"&gt;shelly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 3. &lt;a href="http://zydecofish.blogspot.com/"&gt;zydeco fish&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 4. &lt;a href="http://www.superhappyjen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Superhappyjen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 5. &lt;a href="http://www.becca_cricket.blogspot.com"&gt;Becca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then you get to select five people to pass the love on to so they can do this meme, like so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tragicmagic.livejournal.com/"&gt; 1. Kat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jasonaking.livejournal.com/"&gt; 2. Jay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zagatto.livejournal.com/"&gt; 3. Joe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sharifah.livejournal.com/"&gt; 4. Reb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://amaryah.livejournal.com/"&gt;5. Amaryah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The next step is to answer these questions, which is the point of this whole exercise: information exchange (I guess).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What were you doing 10 years ago?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 10 years ago I was in grade 10 Helping out in three different theatre groups, Volunteering with Youth Aiding youth, Avoiding school and parents as much as possible&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What were you doing 1 year ago?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Stressing out. I was recovering from planning a 12&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Night event and wishing that my wedding was in July cause there just wasn’t enough time to plan everything. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five snacks you enjoy:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1. Chocolate ( I’ve realized I eat some almost everyday)&lt;br /&gt; 2. Nachos with Mild Chunky Salsa (PC black bean is the best)&lt;br /&gt; 3. Carrot Sticks&lt;br /&gt; 4. Yogurt&lt;br /&gt; 5. Wheat thins (Original)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five songs to which you know all the lyrics:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Kiss Me&lt;br /&gt; 2. Alcohol&lt;br /&gt; 3. Home for a Rest&lt;br /&gt; 4. Sweet Caroline&lt;br /&gt; 5. What a Good Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five things you would do if you were a millionaire:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1. By Myself 2 homes, One here and another one in some vacation country&lt;br /&gt; 2. Get Drew his X box 360&lt;br /&gt; 3. Pay for Jens eyes to be lasered&lt;br /&gt; 4. Pay off as much of my parent’s debts as I could&lt;br /&gt; 5. Retire  YOUNG :)&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five bad habits:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1. Procrastination&lt;br /&gt; 2. Have really good intentions But… ( See # 1)&lt;br /&gt; 3. Have a hard time saying no to someone asking for help&lt;br /&gt; 4. Eating too much chocolate&lt;br /&gt; 5. planning EVERYTHING to death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five things you like doing:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1. Walking&lt;br /&gt; 2. Singing Karaoke&lt;br /&gt; 3. Helping people&lt;br /&gt; 4. Talking to friends&lt;br /&gt; 5. Visiting friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five things you would never wear again:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1. My old Pirate Halloween costume&lt;br /&gt; 2. My first attempt at SCA garb&lt;br /&gt; 3. My pair of shoes I threw out in today’s house cleaning&lt;br /&gt; 4. My Wedding Dress&lt;br /&gt; 5. My bright red Bridesmaid dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five favourite toys:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1. Playstation&lt;br /&gt; 2. Bike&lt;br /&gt; 3. My Stereo&lt;br /&gt; 4. My CD’s&lt;br /&gt; 5. My fire Poi&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-113855572823572936?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/113855572823572936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=113855572823572936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113855572823572936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113855572823572936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2006/01/meme-thingie-do.html' title='Meme thingie-do.'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-113846803795125327</id><published>2006-01-28T18:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T21:52:42.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Rolph's Bird Sanctuary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/1024/101_0253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/400/101_0253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ducks On Ice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Sometimes winter seems to really drag on, and you can feel stuck inside, even feel cabin fever for not getting out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's hard to contain your smile when your faced with quacking laughter of hundreds of ducks and geese that waddle about and slip and slide on their ice pond while they tackle each other for some bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew and I armed ourselves with two loaves of bread ( whole wheat- cause were suckers) and took off to this private park. When we arrived we were bullied by 4 farm geese that alarmed to all the other birds we arrived with their very loud honks. I got goosed by a goose, and they pulled at Drews jeans. We found ourselves standing on a park bench until they gave up and went away. And slowly all the ducks from the pond came out and surrounded us asking us as nice as they could for some of our tasty whole wheat treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was even one very cautious squirrel who decided to approach us, but found himself quickly surrounded and jumped up a tree. We made sure he got more than his fair share for his bravery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we ran out of our bread we went walking toward the lake and found a garden of some very" interesting" natural ice formations ( seen below) and I think I took more pictures than I needed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-113846803795125327?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/113846803795125327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=113846803795125327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113846803795125327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113846803795125327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-rolphs-bird-sanctuary.html' title='Happy Rolph&apos;s Bird Sanctuary'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-113846825634682553</id><published>2006-01-28T12:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T21:30:07.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Drew feeding a swan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/1024/101_0252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/400/101_0252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-113846825634682553?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/113846825634682553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=113846825634682553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113846825634682553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113846825634682553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2006/01/drew-feeding-swan.html' title='Drew feeding a swan'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-113846774651522400</id><published>2006-01-28T12:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T12:02:26.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Icy clam shell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/1024/101_0260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/400/101_0260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-113846774651522400?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/113846774651522400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=113846774651522400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113846774651522400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113846774651522400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2006/01/icy-clam-shell_28.html' title='Icy clam shell'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-113846769834392597</id><published>2006-01-28T12:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T21:53:17.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Rolph's Happy ice formations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/1024/101_0259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/400/101_0255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were Hundreds of these "Ice formations" in every girth and length you could think of.... And this is a childrens park....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-113846761613314333?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/113846761613314333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=113846761613314333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113846761613314333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113846761613314333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-rolphs-happy-ice-garden.html' title='Happy Rolph&apos;s Happy Ice garden'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-113762775851694126</id><published>2006-01-18T18:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T19:50:34.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Up for a promotion???</title><content type='html'>I Love the job I have right now, I get to help people find jobs, I run a small library, offer technical computer help to people, and am required to do a lot of research. It's a job that has a little something new everyday and I'm trusted about my own work. My Boss has stood up for me when things got a little rough and she is a nice person. I get four day weekends, and the pay is OK ( I could use more hours to buff it up though) I have only been in this job since July. Because I'm only there 3 days a week, and my duties are so scattered, it feels like it has taken me a while to get caught on. While I know everyone is happy with me, I feel like, sometimes, I should be doing more. I would like to work more out of my passion of helping people and put more energy into this job, I've just been careful and have sat back to try to see what really needs doing, rather than just do what I want. It can be hard to do a job when you don't really know what's actually expected of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen my position referred to in many ways : Administrative assistant , Employment Services Assistant, and Intake worker , are just a few of them. It is a Catch all position that is hard to explain the specific duties other than, keep clients coming, help the ones that need it, and take over any of my bosses overload that I can, as well as try to bring some extra "flair" into the program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I've been doing something right, I've been asked if I would consider applying for an additional position with in this new program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This program has just received some funding that will allow for a new position at our Centre. This program helps Newcomers to Canada develop their portfolios, update their training, showcase their skills As well find mentors in the community to help them develop their careers. While addressing common hurdles that newcomers have and building the confidence of these women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited at the chance to this position. It will be posted in the job banks, and they will have to consider all applicants. I hope I get the job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-113762775851694126?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/113762775851694126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=113762775851694126' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113762775851694126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113762775851694126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2006/01/up-for-promotion.html' title='Up for a promotion???'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-113762653044784939</id><published>2006-01-18T18:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T18:22:10.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's My Pirate Name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fidius.org/quiz/pirate/result.php"&gt;&lt;div style="position:relative; border:1px #320 solid; background-color:#c9b390; padding:0 10px; width:400px; font-family:serif; left:50%; margin:25px 0 25px -200px; color:#320;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align : center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    My pirate name is:&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div style="font-size:32px;text-align : center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Dirty Mary Bonney&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.fidius.org/quiz/pirate/flag.gif" style="top:5px; position:relative; display:block; width:100px; background-color:#320;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div style="left:110px; top:-60px; width:275px; position:relative; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    You're the pirate everyone else wants to throw in the ocean -- not to get rid of you, you understand; just to get rid of the smell. You can be a little bit unpredictable, but a pirate's life is far from full of certainties, so that fits in pretty well.    Arr!&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.fidius.org/quiz/pirate/" style="position:absolute; width:100%; left:0px; bottom:20px; color:#f8eecc;text-align:center;"&gt;Get your own pirate name from fidius.org.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-113762653044784939?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/113762653044784939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=113762653044784939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113762653044784939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113762653044784939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2006/01/whats-my-pirate-name.html' title='What&apos;s My Pirate Name?'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-113746425950735267</id><published>2006-01-16T20:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T21:17:39.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The good, the bad, and the ugly</title><content type='html'>Good:  We got to take my dad out last moday to  dinner and a movie, We saw King Kong. I don't think my dad has been to the movies in maybe 4 or 5 years. His eyes even welled up at the end. My dad has always had a soft spot for the beast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad: I missed alot of the movie, I wasn't feeling well and had to go to the bathroom alot. and of course although you kind of know somthing is coming on, it waits untill your stuck in the movie theatre watching a 3 hour movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugly: It was a bladder infection, I have only had 1 before, but you know one when you have one. All the walk in clinics are closed at midnight, and hospitals have four hour wait times so I decided to go home and gut it out until morning. Although I would rather see my Family Dr. He is about a 2 hour drive from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good: I got to the Walkin the next morning just as it opened and had to wait very little time at all. I was in and out in less than a half hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad: Well I thought it was only a bladder infection, the doctors like to poke and prode you when you don't expect them to. The Walk in clinic doctor#1 Jabed at my kidney and I think I jumped 10 feet and screamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugly: Walk in clinic doctor#1 said he thought this could be a kidney stone and I might be in pain for a while. He told me if my skin or eyes turn yellow, or I get a fever or anything feels worse I'm to go straight to the hospital. The doctor booked me for ultra sounds and blood work and all the nasty stuff you hate doing... Why is the washroom always on the far end of the waiting room? I mean seriously, I think the nurses like to giggle as you walk back with a cup full of yellow liquid infront of everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good: The ultrasound came back showing no stones, the doctor felt this is just an infection, continue on my antibiotics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad: the ultrasound did show my kidneys were dialated and so he wants to send me to a urologist ( speacialist of pee in a cup) to make sure everythings OK. If I get a fever - go to the hospital, new pain  see a doctor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugly: I got new pain in the "Bladder area" bad sharp stabby pain, I was booked to go in and see doctor again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good: No wait time again... what luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad: more pressing on internal organs and public displays of urine in a cup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugly: Walk in clinic doctor#2 says he is worried he wants more testing done, tells me to go to the hospital immidiatly for scans and more tests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good: No wait time again, the doctor wrote me a note and they admited me immidiatly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad: More public displays of urine ( I really think the nurses find this hilarious) Blood tests and waiting around in a hospital bed on a beautiful Saturday afternoon. ER doctor #1 says I have to wait for a CT scan. And he will be bumping up my meds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugly: I havn't eaten since the previous night my stomach is growling, they won't feed or water me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good: I hear a volunteer going around offering people warm blankets jucie and Sandwiches, I'm excited at the chance of food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad: I'm the only one she doesn't offer food to, I do get a warm blanket, and somthing that no one else was offered..... A magazine, now I don't have to count spots on the ceiling.... Then I look at the magazine, it is a food magazine, I consider eating the pages. ER Doctor #1 goes off duty and I have to retell everything to ER Doctor #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugly: ER doctor # 2 says blood and pee tests are normal. And decides to tell me It is a "High chance" I  have kidney stones ( even thought the ultra sound said I didn't) and says this is a "Wait and see" situation. I've only waited 6 hours to be told to go home and come back in if I get a fever, or if any new pain develops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good: Atleast I get to get out of there, and eat somthing, and although I'm frustrated I am still waiting to see that urologist. I also get to hang out with Adam and Jen and Drew buys me stuff after my long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad: I'm still in pain from these invisible kidney stones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugly: My Family Dr. Called me, ( He calls to check up on me whenever he gets a report that I even have the sniffles, he is an amazing family Doctor) He tells me he is worried and wants  me to go for more tests, he is mad at ER Doctor #2 for canceling CT scan and not coming up with some sort of conclusive diagnosis. I told him my pain is not worse and I will be finding out when my Urologist appt. is tomorrow. Tells me to go to the hospital immediatly if I get more pain or fever ( I think this is the 6th time I get told this?)  Says he wants scans done to make sure everything is OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good: the pain I think has started to go away, And I finally got to write in my blog. I had a really nice day with Drew. We hung out in PJ's all day and played video games.  I feel rested after this crazy week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-113746425950735267?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/113746425950735267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=113746425950735267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113746425950735267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113746425950735267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2006/01/good-bad-and-ugly.html' title='The good, the bad, and the ugly'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-113607418242223830</id><published>2005-12-31T19:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T19:09:42.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling a little silly???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://googleblog.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-feeling-silly.html"&gt;Official Google Blog: I'm feeling silly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-113607418242223830?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/113607418242223830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=113607418242223830' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113607418242223830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113607418242223830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/12/feeling-little-silly.html' title='feeling a little silly???'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-113563290871205795</id><published>2005-12-26T16:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T16:35:08.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a pretty pretty princess!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/F/FA/FAE/FaerieFriend/1128880852_lade-Noble.JPG" border="0" alt="HASH(0x853649c)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Noble Princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are just and fair, a perfectionist with a&lt;br&gt;strong sense of proper decorum. You are very&lt;br&gt;attracted to chivalry, ceremony and dignity.&lt;br&gt;For the most part you are rather sensible, but&lt;br&gt;you are also very idealistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Role Models: Guinevere, Princess Fiona (of Shrek)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most likely to: Get kidnapped by a stray&lt;br&gt;dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/FaerieFriend/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20Princess%20are%20You%3F%20%20-%20%20Beautiful%20Artwork%20(Original%20Music%20is%20BACK!!!)/"&gt; What Kind of Princess are You?  -  Beautiful Artwork (Original Music is BACK!!!)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-2"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-113563290871205795?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/113563290871205795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=113563290871205795' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113563290871205795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113563290871205795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-pretty-pretty-princess.html' title='I&apos;m a pretty pretty princess!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-113526197474338437</id><published>2005-12-22T09:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T09:32:54.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Stuff about Cooper</title><content type='html'>My family has always had the ability to take a negative situation and sadness and do somthing positive with it, to make a difference for someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I want to share a link with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.ovc.uoguelph.ca/vth/blood_donor.shtm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a blood Donner program for animals, The University of Guelph takes blood donations from your dog, and gives some perks like a checkup,yearly vacinations, heartworm protection, and some Doggie food and treats. Please consider taking your dog here if you have one. It can help these vets save someones family member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also my mom has started to do the same, using her voice to help Cooper make a difference. She contacted John Crass,Manager of Traffic Sevice in Burlington, to discuss how the growth of our neighbourhood has effected saftey on Industrial St. My mother strongly belives that if that car hadn't been speeding ( like they all the cars on our street do) Cooper would have had a chance. She asked me to email my Blog info to him, to back what she has said and to show whats happened ,  and I have, I do hope John Crass reads it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact is there are alot of children who live on that street, It also is a neighbourhood bus drop area for school buses, and one end of the street has a park. There is also a Residence for people with mental impairments as well. This could have been far worse than a dog, my Mother said The Manager of traffic sevices assured her that they would start to take some action to make the street safer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-113526197474338437?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/113526197474338437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=113526197474338437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113526197474338437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113526197474338437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/12/update-on-stuff-about-cooper.html' title='Update on Stuff about Cooper'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-113512970801352600</id><published>2005-12-20T20:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T20:56:30.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Velveteen Rabbit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);" href="http://digital.library.upenn.edu/women/williams/rabbit/rabbit.html"&gt;"How Toys Become Real"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/1600/Vbunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/400/Vbunny.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-113512970801352600?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/113512970801352600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=113512970801352600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113512970801352600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113512970801352600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/12/velveteen-rabbit.html' title='The Velveteen Rabbit'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-113511796263312736</id><published>2005-12-20T17:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T17:32:42.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Get your Elf Bowling Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.nstorm.com/games/game_detail.asp?game_id=33"Dowload your new Elf bowling here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-113511796263312736?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/113511796263312736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=113511796263312736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113511796263312736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113511796263312736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/12/get-your-elf-bowling-here.html' title='Get your Elf Bowling Here'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-113511785553234936</id><published>2005-12-20T17:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T17:30:55.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Make-a-Flake </title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://snowflakes.lookandfeel.com"&gt;Make your own Snow Flake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-113511785553234936?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/113511785553234936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=113511785553234936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113511785553234936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113511785553234936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/12/make-flake.html' title='Make-a-Flake '/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-113484488552981024</id><published>2005-12-17T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T13:41:25.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooper Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/1600/Cooper.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/400/Cooper.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-113484488552981024?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/113484488552981024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=113484488552981024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113484488552981024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113484488552981024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/12/cooper-dog.html' title='Cooper Dog'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-113479604381023093</id><published>2005-12-16T23:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T22:54:49.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>They Just Drove Off....</title><content type='html'>My Dad has temporarily been living in a place where he wasn't alowed to bring his dog Cooper, and asked my sister and mother to take care of him.Cooper is a mix of golden lab and White Shephard, all energy and cuddles, he has helped my dad through some major changes and depression. My dad was hoping on finding a new place that the two of them that they could live in in the new year, after he resovles some of the problems he has been dealing with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So about 5 weeks ago he left the dog, tearfully, and would only come back to see him once he got a place for both of them. Everyone felt it would be best for the dog if he doesn't keep seeing my dad and coming and going like a visitor. We didn't want to build a separation anxiety in Cooper, we wanted him to just have a fun and stable house. And he has had a great time. As much as my sister and mother tried not to fall in love with this dog, knowing they would have to give him back, they have both fallen in love with him against their will, that deepest kind of care you can feel for someone, when they are like family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening, with his boundless energy, he got out of the yard, he ran like it was a game, and he ran out into the street, and he got hit by a car, right infront of my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people who hit Cooper, just drove off while my sister craddled this injured dog on the side of the road. I can't belive they just drove off without finding out the fate of the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sisters boyfriend ran into the house and started calling emergency vetrenary clinincs, and two other kind people stopped to help my sister, as my mom came home theyhelped load the dog into the car and took him to the vet. My mother never got the name of the people who stopped, but she says they were wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper was bleeding alot, and his heart kept stopping, but he kept trying to live. The had to preform CPR, give him drugs. But finally his eyes clouded over. My dads dog has been killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats worse is the complex emotions left behind. My sisters and mothers love for the dog and grief, mixed with guilt that they couldn't take care of my fathers most precious posession. My Father hurting knowing thier hurt with guilt, wishing they didn't have to feel it, clouding his time to grieve for the loss of his best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the person who I hope does feel the most, but probably doesn't, is the one who drove off without finding out the full extent of what they have been involved in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm most worried about my sister, I know how deeply she can feel things, and I can't imagine how deeply upset she is right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew and I went over to offer what comfort we could. I arrived while they were trying to get laundry going to get what bloodstains out of their coats that they could. My mother and sister were both sobing. One moment they would put somthing out of site that beloged to the dog, next they would cherish a pair of mittens covered in his fur. Andrew and I stayed until they both decided it was time to try and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we left the house went out to the road, and we covered over the frozen puddle of blood with fresh snow where my sister held Cooper. We couldn't get the rest of it off the street. I think seeing the blood is what shook me up, this was an amazing dog, I even have a Christmas present wrapped for him back at home that I was excited to give him. I don't know writing all this down has helped me with what I'm feeling right now, but thankyou for taking the time to read it, and it's time for me to go to bed now too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-113479604381023093?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/113479604381023093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=113479604381023093' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113479604381023093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113479604381023093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/12/they-just-drove-off.html' title='They Just Drove Off....'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-113414143748005122</id><published>2005-12-09T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T10:19:11.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain Teaser</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ... So this one is slighlty reminicent of labyrinth, but can you get it right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are traveling through a Forrest inhabited by 2 tribes; the Truth Tellers and the Liars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Truth Tellers always tell the truth and provide a safe haven for travelers during the night while the liars (who are fierce cannibals) &lt;strong&gt;never &lt;/strong&gt;tell the truth and like nothing better than chowing down on lost travelers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting late and you come to a fork in the road; one path leads to the truth tellers village and the other leads to the liars village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no signs to point you in the right direction, but there is a man from one of the villages who you could ask for directions. The only problem is you don't know if he is a truth teller or a liar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can only ask him one question. What question do you ask to find out which path leads to the truth tellers village?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-113414143748005122?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/113414143748005122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=113414143748005122' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113414143748005122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113414143748005122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/12/brain-teaser.html' title='Brain Teaser'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-113413958417741085</id><published>2005-12-09T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T09:46:24.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Day Weekends!</title><content type='html'>I just noticed I didn't make it public on my blog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Quit the Call Centre job a while back! ( big applause for me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I much preferred the money from having 2 jobs, but I didn't like the stress of juggling them and little flexibility. It can really build up the stress a person feels. So it was time for me to pick one of them to leave. One was dead end, offered me more hours, but bad pay and killed the soul. The other offered great experience, a maximum of part time hours, pay that equaled 35 hours at the other job.At the end of the day, you can walk away feeling that you made a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have a job helping immigrants to find employment 3 days a week. It's paying me a lot more than the call centre was, But I'd prefer at least one more shift so I can save some money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means I have 4 day weekends, but not much pocket cash to spend ( or save). I am determined to do something with these weekends that is productive. But it is hard to do that without spending a fortune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Weekend I got out to see my first ever 3D movie at the Famous Players Imax Theatre in Missisauga. It was all my sisters idea, ( thanks Shannon) it was good to get out with her and Drew, I hope she'll come out with us more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Weekend Adam and Jen Reserved tickets for us to see the Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe. I have been looking forward to this movie since I first got wind of it being in production. Hanging with Adam and Jen is pretty fun, Jen's got a great sense of humor ready to go and do anything, as long as it doesn't involve heights, and Adam is always filled with ideas and always comes up with interesting things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Day weekends aren't all about movies though. They are about getting laundry done, Cleaning up the house, visiting Family, helping my grandmother and I'm hoping they also mean more time with friends. Today Drew and Kevin are gonna get together and fight. I havn't seen Kevin and Kerri for quite some time. We used to get together every weekend for these amazing dinners, a little harder now that they live in Kitchener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda has asked for us to maybe come visit her next weekend. I'm gonna try to get out there. London has lots to explore. Drew might have to work, so I'll just Bus it if I can go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also hope to get out to Oshawa sometime around the New year to Visit Chris, Charleene and their new Daughter Breanna. I haven't seen them in so long, Chris is the sort of person you can talk hours and hours with on a lazy weekend night,that is until you realize it's 4 in the morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-113413958417741085?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/113413958417741085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=113413958417741085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113413958417741085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113413958417741085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/12/4-day-weekends.html' title='4 Day Weekends!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-113332382024831571</id><published>2005-11-29T23:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T23:10:20.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lion Witch and the Wardrobe</title><content type='html'>I'm looking forward to the release of the Narnia movie, that whole series by C.S. Lewis were such great fairytales when I was a kid. I didn't get to see the Cartoon movie until sometime after reading all 7 books, and I rember being a little disapointed that they didn't capture all the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Favourite book by far in the series was "The Magicians Nephew" it is the formal introduction to the world of Narnia it explains it's birth and how the first evil came into that world. If you havn't read that book yet, it only takes a couple hours tops, I highly recomend reading it before seeing the movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-113332382024831571?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/113332382024831571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=113332382024831571' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113332382024831571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113332382024831571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/11/lion-witch-and-wardrobe.html' title='Lion Witch and the Wardrobe'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-113319803847127446</id><published>2005-11-28T12:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T12:13:58.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Happened to my Blog?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>Ok, So I go to check my blog for coments and stuff.... and it was PINK.... AH! I am not that pink of a person!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In horror I decided I was going to log in and change my template.... But my password wan't working. I did the whole forgot password thing and got back in. But either somthing is wrong with blogger, or someone thought it funny to play with my template.... Ok so maybe the plain black was getting a little boaring....now I will have to re-edit my links and stuff..... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But First - lunch time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-113319803847127446?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/113319803847127446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=113319803847127446' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113319803847127446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113319803847127446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-happened-to-my-blog.html' title='What Happened to my Blog?!?!?!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-113259610319898295</id><published>2005-11-21T12:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T13:01:43.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Congatulations!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/1600/Val%20and%20Justin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/400/Val%20and%20Justin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The Newly Engaged couple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Val and Justin!&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/7413414-113259610319898295?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/113259610319898295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=113259610319898295' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113259610319898295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113259610319898295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/11/congatulations.html' title='Congatulations!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-113237296623405243</id><published>2005-11-18T22:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T23:02:46.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Husband is the best!</title><content type='html'>I'm taking a moment to brag about my husband, If you can't handle mushiness stop reading now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew had to work late tonight and I didn't get to hang out with him on my day off. I was missing him like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Drew came in the door, he carried in some groceries that I didn't even ask him to pick up and gave me the biggest hug, then he said he had a very important favour he needed me to do. He popped a CD into the DVD player and put on a nice slow song, He just took me up in his arms and danced with me, he told me all he could think about all day was dancing with me.....and he just wanted to dance, He dimmed the lights and I was just blown away by his suprise of sweetness. He tends to do these kind of sweet things all the time, and I know I really am lucky to have somone who puts effort into these details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew is the Best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now , Isn't that so sweet and mushy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-113237296623405243?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/113237296623405243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=113237296623405243' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113237296623405243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113237296623405243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-husband-is-best.html' title='My Husband is the best!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-113150038342013784</id><published>2005-11-08T20:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T20:39:43.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Hobby</title><content type='html'>I picked up a new hobby and found somthing to do with those thousands of Wedding Photos that we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrapbooking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always kept a journal, Paper overflows my house and I can't seem to throw any of it away. Back to school excited me just to get all my new fresh pens and Pencils, I would sharpen every last one of my pencil Crayons as soon as I got them, and there was always somthing that made me want to fill that blank peice of paper.I have never been "Artistic" But I have always been "Crafty". It seems Scrapbooking  has found a way to keep me busy for hours on end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-113150038342013784?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/113150038342013784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=113150038342013784' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113150038342013784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113150038342013784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/11/new-hobby.html' title='New Hobby'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-113054963101620259</id><published>2005-10-28T20:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T20:33:51.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Searching for inspiration</title><content type='html'>Wow, my last post was ages ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really not much has been going on. I almost wish somthing big and exciting would happen that I could say kept me away, some big story that would make everyone wish they got to do what I did, but I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Funny, I came across all my old journals that they used to make you keep when you were in grade school and middle school, and all of them explained my general dislike of fall and this "Dead" feeling within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Fall does somthing to my usual energy and creativness. I don't know what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the spring and summer I usually fill every weekend seeing friends and going on adventures. Taking my bike and exploring another neighbourhood. I always finding somthing new, and I always feel inspired to do new projects and try new things. I will have late nights and function on less than 6 hours sleep for weeks in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in fall, I kind of keep my self indoors I can sleep 13 or 14 hours and still need more sleep. I'm just not interested in going anywhere. I know there is this great big exciting world out there, but that inspiration to explore it just disapears when the leaves hit the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't call it depression, I've been through depression, thats a place I will never visit again if I can help it. This feeling is more of a general malaise.  A strange sureal feeling. I'm uncomfortable in this pergatory that always comes with fall. It's not bad,but it's not good, it's purley neutral in a most uncomfortable way. It doesn't make me feel like me and almost everything I do makes me feel awkward and clumsy, I'm usually very opinionated, or active, and the drive to act as I normally would is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's time to dig up some old friends that maybe I havn't spoken to, or visit ones who have moved away. Time to look for that spark of inspiration, where ever it has gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-113054963101620259?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/113054963101620259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=113054963101620259' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113054963101620259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/113054963101620259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/10/searching-for-inspiration.html' title='Searching for inspiration'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-112871431264253560</id><published>2005-10-07T14:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T14:54:56.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Defrosting the Turkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;So I was told the best thing to do was to get a fresh Turkey the first time you make one, but their were only two fresh turkeys left and they were $45 and $55 and they were like 3 times the size of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead I opted for the $15 8Lb Turkey. ( The turkey that weighs as much as an average Newborn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Decided to take the Directions off of the wrapped package before it gets all gooey when it defrosts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;/        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lbs./Cook Hrs/Defrost in Fridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3.5-4.5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;/ 8-10 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;/ 3-3.5.0 hrs/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2 Days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4.5-5.5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;/ 10-12 /3.5-4.0 hrs / &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2 Days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5.5–6.0 /12-14 /4.0-4.5hrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;       /&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2 Days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;6.0-7.0 / 14-16 / 4.5-5.0hrs/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2.5 Days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;7.0-8.0 / 16-18 / 5.0-5.25hrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;    / &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3 Days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;8.0-9.0 / 18–20 / 5.25-5.5hrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;    /&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3 Days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;9 -10.0 / 20-22 / 5.5-5.75hrs/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3.5 Days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;10.0-11 /22-24 /   5.75 –6hrs&lt;span style=""&gt;           /  &lt;/span&gt;4 Days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Defrost according to Chart&lt;br /&gt;2 Remove Gibblets&lt;br /&gt;3 Rinse Turkey&lt;br /&gt;4 Loosley Suff body cavity and neck with Stuffing&lt;br /&gt;5 Close cavity by tucking legs in&lt;br /&gt;6 Preheat Oven to 325 F or 160 C&lt;br /&gt;7 Place Turkey on Bottom of roasting pan, DO NOT USE A RACK Breast side up// cook uncovered&lt;br /&gt;8 Cook until Thigh reads 185 F or 85 C and Jucies run clear&lt;br /&gt;9 Cover with tinfoil when Turkey looks golden Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7413414-112871431264253560?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/112871431264253560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=112871431264253560' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112871431264253560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112871431264253560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/10/defrosting-turkey.html' title='Defrosting the Turkey'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-112864022705722774</id><published>2005-10-06T18:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T18:10:27.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Turkey</title><content type='html'>I really really like Thanksgiving. It's always been a fun excuse to see my family. Yeah sure, sometimes I complain about them like everyone else. But I do enjoy the holidays surrounded by the ones I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last week while I was dealing with my sick rat and feeling a little trapped in the house. My mom called me, to let me know she was leaving any minute to go moose hunting, She'll see me after the 20th I got a little sad. My mom is a major puzzle piece in her family. If she isn't involved, than it's probably not going to happen. I checked it out, no one from her side of the family is doing anything. So no big family dinner this year. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little Sister is sitting at home with a broken foot for a little while, and Mom's not gonna be home, and I don't know if she will even be going to her Boyfriends dinner, So I decided, Maybe this year I will make my own Turkey and make sure I invite my brother and sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any tips let me know, I know I'm gonna focus on the side dishes ( Incase I botch the Turkey) Also, If you feel like coming, Let me know. It will be on Sunday or on Monday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I don't food poison anyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-112864022705722774?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/112864022705722774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=112864022705722774' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112864022705722774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112864022705722774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-first-turkey.html' title='My First Turkey'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-112821414696503236</id><published>2005-10-01T19:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T19:49:06.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah For Honeydew!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/1600/DSCF02512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/320/DSCF02512.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's on the otherside of all this sickness now... Yeah for Honey Dew!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started acting like herself again and all she wants to do now is Play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's eating ALOT ( although not regular food yet, still all this Mushy Baby Food) and Drinks out of her own waterbottle, And we can even hide her medicine in snacks. I hope we don't have to force feed her anything more.I'm just glad to see her bright eyed and Bushy tailed - well theres no fur on her tail, but you know what I Mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is Still super congested in her chest, So we will have to have a few times a night that we have to get up to keep an eye on her, and she can't play too much yet. But I'm just glad I KNOW she will be better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-112821414696503236?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/112821414696503236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=112821414696503236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112821414696503236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112821414696503236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/10/yeah-for-honeydew.html' title='Yeah For Honeydew!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-112804361822504993</id><published>2005-09-29T19:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T20:26:58.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She is Finally doing a little Better</title><content type='html'>My Trick worked, She was happy to see me, showed me more strength and even tried to clean me a little. I Laid down with her for awhile with her on my chest. When she fell asleep she used my heartbeat as a rythym for breathing. I've heard of this trick before for sick rodents and Rabbits. After her LONG nap she had alot more energy. She volunteered herself a few licks of carrot baby food, but not enough, So I had to force some into her. She is Snubbing me right now, I'm glad she is, It takes alot of energy to hold a grudge, I guess she is getting better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-112804361822504993?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/112804361822504993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=112804361822504993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112804361822504993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112804361822504993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/09/she-is-finally-doing-little-better.html' title='She is Finally doing a little Better'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-112804323413644282</id><published>2005-09-29T17:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T20:20:34.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not as good as I was hoping...</title><content type='html'>Drew just brought her home, Gave her her last dose of Medicine for the day, and force fed her some water. Then he left for gaming with the guys tonight. Wich he has totally earned after a roller coaster of emotion today, and having to force himself through a decision to have her put down or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She is weaker than I thought. I think the way Drew was talking about her, I was hoping for a more livley rat. Then When Drew left the room, she tried to wander looking for him, and it was more of a really sad stagger. I think she really wants Drew. To me she seems to have gotten worse while missing Drew, since he left. I've left her alone in the hopes that she will atleast be happier to see me when I come back, maybe get her out of her rut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-112804323413644282?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/112804323413644282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=112804323413644282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112804323413644282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112804323413644282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/09/not-as-good-as-i-was-hoping.html' title='Not as good as I was hoping...'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-112804291480372557</id><published>2005-09-29T12:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T20:15:14.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This time it's my Fault</title><content type='html'>Ok, So it's my lunch time and this time I called him... even though I dont want to know. Drew says she's doing good, She has stated to clean herself a little. Wich is a lot better than a rag of a rat gasping for air. I'm feeling like she will be OK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-112804291480372557?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/112804291480372557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=112804291480372557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112804291480372557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112804291480372557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-time-its-my-fault.html' title='This time it&apos;s my Fault'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-112804275600836096</id><published>2005-09-29T11:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T20:12:36.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah For Mucus!</title><content type='html'>Drew called ( Again) and says she has finally started coughing up mucus. I hope she has the strength to fight. Drew says that he bought her some baby food an he is force feeding it to her. Drew sounded alot more confident. I think she will be OK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-112804275600836096?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/112804275600836096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=112804275600836096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112804275600836096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112804275600836096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/09/yeah-for-mucus.html' title='Yeah For Mucus!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-112804261119142353</id><published>2005-09-29T10:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T20:10:11.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys Never Listen</title><content type='html'>Drew called my work from his parents house, against my wishes. Drew was crying, I hate it when he cries, it's never good.He said the vet said her prognosis wasn't good but she has a very slim chance of recovery.So he opted to let her fight the odds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There were a few different treatment options, Drew picked the ne that would leave her in our care, I agree with that, Honeydew is Very emotional and would probably get worse with separation. I Hope she gets better, Don't call me again Drew, I'll know when I'm home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-112804261119142353?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/112804261119142353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=112804261119142353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112804261119142353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112804261119142353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/09/boys-never-listen.html' title='Boys Never Listen'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-112799806660427798</id><published>2005-09-29T07:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T07:47:46.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Poor Rat.</title><content type='html'>Last night very Sudenly, Honeydew started having some very Laboured Breathing, I just spent the night getting up to look after her. I'd feel a little better if she had some mucus she was coughing or sneezing up, Cause then I would know it was alergies or a cold. But there is none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got a little better by 3 AM . But now she is REALLY REALLY sick. Drew took her into the vet. I hope she will be OK. I Love her so much. I Asked Drew not to tell me anything either way while I'm at work today. So I have to hope for the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-112799806660427798?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/112799806660427798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=112799806660427798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112799806660427798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112799806660427798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-poor-rat.html' title='My Poor Rat.'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-112688210062855241</id><published>2005-09-16T09:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T09:48:20.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pucker Up Butter Cup!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lifestyle.sympatico.msn.ca/Relationships/Articles/LL+What+does+your+kissing+style+say+about+you.htm"&gt;Kissing is the best !&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-112688210062855241?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/112688210062855241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=112688210062855241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112688210062855241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112688210062855241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/09/pucker-up-butter-cup.html' title='Pucker Up Butter Cup!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-112654717864026688</id><published>2005-09-12T12:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T20:13:24.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcomed in Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/1600/Baloons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/320/Baloons.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/1600/Streamers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/320/Streamers.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made sure Adam and Jen would be Welcomed home in Style, We decorated their apartment with streamers and tones of balloons... Hope they loved it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-112654717864026688?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/112654717864026688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=112654717864026688' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112654717864026688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112654717864026688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/09/welcomed-in-style.html' title='Welcomed in Style'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-112654706178004164</id><published>2005-09-12T12:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T20:12:55.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Saved a Puppy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/1600/puppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/320/puppy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well Full grown female Dog.... Drew was running late for work on Sunday, So I walked from Ikea to my moms house. At Plains road and Brant street, all these cars were honking and swerving. When I looked into the intersection this poor rotty dog was quivering and didn't know which way to go. I went out into the road and took her to the corner and calmed her down, fashioned a leash out of some caution tape and brought her to the pound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had a current city tag, so they assured me they could track down her owners... Good thing they tagged her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** As Bob Barker says,  always remember to spay or neuter your pet***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-112654706178004164?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/112654706178004164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=112654706178004164' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112654706178004164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112654706178004164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-saved-puppy.html' title='I Saved a Puppy!!!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-112654681132820285</id><published>2005-09-12T12:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T20:14:06.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Happy Couple!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/1600/cutting%20the%20cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/320/cutting%20the%20cake.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations Courtney and John!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their wedding was beautiful, The Ceremony was at the Stoney Creek Battlefield Park. And the Ceremony was held at the Olympia in Hamilton. Their wedding had 2 fire shows AND an Ice swan, Pretty swank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have Fun on your honeymoon out East&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv and Kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becca and Drew&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-112654681132820285?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/112654681132820285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=112654681132820285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112654681132820285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112654681132820285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/09/another-happy-couple.html' title='Another Happy Couple!!!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-112654659900038354</id><published>2005-09-12T12:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T20:14:58.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Bike!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/1600/New%20bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/320/New%20bike.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I Got a New Bike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It still doesn't take away the sting of my other one being stolen, But this one is cooler. The handlebars sit a little higher , which is fun. It already has fenders and a carrier on the back. You can trust this will always be locked up :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-112654659900038354?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/112654659900038354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=112654659900038354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112654659900038354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112654659900038354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-bike.html' title='New Bike!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-112618960014887617</id><published>2005-09-08T08:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T20:16:05.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Morning</title><content type='html'>My Bike was stolen, right out of our shed!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 4th bike I have had stolen, and it sucks evry time. This most recent stolen bike I bought used for $25 cause I knew after 3 times I didn't want a perfect bike to be taken away from me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sucks the worst about getting your bike stolen is that you know you will never get it back ( especially with these gas prices) But you can't help but glare at evry passing rider to see if they are on your bike, You can't help but invasion sticking a stick in their spokes, letting them fall forward, giving them a good hoof with your boot, and take off on your bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Never this spiteful feeling and I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What made me feel a lot better though was the message From Adam and Jen that I already posted... I'm glad they are having so much Fun! Hopefully that will make this Rainy Day a Little nicer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-112618960014887617?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/112618960014887617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=112618960014887617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112618960014887617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112618960014887617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/09/bad-morning.html' title='Bad Morning'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-112618704764206636</id><published>2005-09-08T08:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T08:44:07.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An email from, far ,far away ......</title><content type='html'>Hey All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick note to say we are having a GREAT time in MExico.  We&lt;br /&gt;went snorkeling today (Wed) and yesterday we saw Chitzen itza (Mayan&lt;br /&gt;pyramids) and swam in a sink hole. The sink hole was like a tropical&lt;br /&gt;paradise so the name doesn't give it justice.  Tommorrow we are going&lt;br /&gt;to swim with dolphins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hotel is very beautiful.  It is so ritzy that it makes us feel&lt;br /&gt;like Thurston Howell the III (so really rich).  There's open bar all&lt;br /&gt;the time, even in the pool!  They also made us a swan towel when they&lt;br /&gt;cleaned our room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is really nice and time is going WAY too fast.  Also the&lt;br /&gt;trips we are taking are not included, so everyone's money gifts are&lt;br /&gt;being well spent :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW: Amy, sorry I'm a dork.  I did accidentally take your camera.  It&lt;br /&gt;is also enjoying its trip to Mexico and is resting comfortably in our&lt;br /&gt;hotel safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, thanks for all your help with the wedding and I hope the&lt;br /&gt;clean up wasn't too terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXXOOX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen and Adam Filipowicz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-112618704764206636?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/112618704764206636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=112618704764206636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112618704764206636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112618704764206636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/09/email-from-far-far-away.html' title='An email from, far ,far away ......'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-112596424264402653</id><published>2005-09-05T18:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T18:50:42.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Couple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/1600/PICT0090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/320/PICT0090.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-112596424264402653?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/112596424264402653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=112596424264402653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112596424264402653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112596424264402653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-couple.html' title='The New Couple'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-112593419144288768</id><published>2005-09-05T10:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T20:18:02.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oww !!!</title><content type='html'>Dance Like nobody is looking, and love like its never gonna hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love can make your heart dance, and dancing can really make your feet hurt!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I woke up and rolled out of the bed, Put my feet on the floor pushed myself off the edge of the bed- then found my cheek on the plushy carpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OW!! My feet hurt. They were not gonna hold me up. As I laid there for a second trying to register what happened and why I was on the floor, I took invetory, my calves, and back my abs, my ribs, arms, even my little finger - they all ached like I had been hit by a mack truck. I was thinking, why do I hurt this much?? I had to think back to the night before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I danced almost every song. The D.J. &lt;a href="http://www.tedstunes.com/"&gt;Ted&lt;/a&gt;, just wouldn't stop playing songs that you had to get up and dance to. As a song would end, your heart is beating so hard, you think," I'm gonna go sit this next one out", and an even better song comes on and you push yourself through another song. I don't think 4 hours of dancing and jumping around in 2 and a half inch heels was the smartest thing to do to my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a little sore today, at least I can walk now, I think I'll go send some hate mail to the DJ for the pain he has caused me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-112593419144288768?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/112593419144288768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=112593419144288768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112593419144288768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112593419144288768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/09/oww.html' title='Oww !!!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-112586531493095736</id><published>2005-09-04T15:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T20:16:58.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It Went off with a Hitch... ( as it should have)</title><content type='html'>They are Finally Hitched!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam and Jen's wedding was B-E-A-utiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right about now, they are in a plane soon to land in Mexico for their Honeymoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so incredibly happy for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tired to write much now but more updates to come soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-112586531493095736?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/112586531493095736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=112586531493095736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112586531493095736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112586531493095736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/09/it-went-off-with-hitch-as-it-should.html' title='It Went off with a Hitch... ( as it should have)'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-112557706379379172</id><published>2005-09-01T07:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T14:44:03.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Wedding</title><content type='html'>This weekend is Jen and Adams Wedding!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have their rehersal to go to tomorrow, and the Big day of course on Saturday. They take off on their Honeymoon early Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited for them, for this big celebration with all their familly and friends. Mostly though, I know how much bliss they will feel sitting on that plane to Mexico. When its all said and done, there is no more planning, no more worrying who sits next to who, and what could go wrong, or what they need. When they know they are FINALLY Husband and Wife, and they can hide away in their new aparment for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck Adam and Jen! I know you will be so Happy together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-112557706379379172?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/112557706379379172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=112557706379379172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112557706379379172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112557706379379172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/09/big-wedding.html' title='The Big Wedding'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-112557690902357606</id><published>2005-09-01T06:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T07:15:09.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dad Visited</title><content type='html'>I've had a pretty busy week, We got home from pennsic, wich was AMAZING, and we were pretty tired. Pennsic is one of thoose recreational vacations that makes you come back more tired than when you left, and needing another Vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, my dad called us and said that he had a ride, and a few days in wich he was coming to see us.  I was kind of torn. I miss my dad like crazy, I don't see him hardly ever, but also our camping stuff was still strewn about the house. We barely recovered and were looking forward to a few days of quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well not much we can do about that.... So on Tuesday, When I was done work, off we went to Burlington to pick up my dad. His stay was pretty fun, he managed to rip apart all our computers and make them run faster and better. We made good friends with his Dog Cooper. Cooper is a cross between a White Shepard and a Golden Lab. ( I don't know that we will ever get all the hair that he shed out of our house :P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew and Dad got along pretty good too. They jammed on their guitars together, ordered way too much fast food. The went shopping for Guitar stuff, Computer stuff, the wandered the pet store. And they even bought matching DVD burners. Poor Drew is now left feeling like he wants to buy out Best buys stock. Fortunatly the funds are too low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad left this past Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm pretty sure I will be seeing my dad with less than 6 months between visits now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-112557690902357606?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/112557690902357606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=112557690902357606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112557690902357606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112557690902357606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-dad-visited.html' title='My Dad Visited'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-112466984936453684</id><published>2005-08-21T19:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T19:19:31.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back From Pennsic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/1600/Pennsic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/400/Pennsic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;We had another relaxing Vacation at Pennsic. I really do wish everyone could go. There is a certain kind of enchantment in this medival tent city, somthing stunning to experience at every moment. I can't wait to go back again next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-112466984936453684?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/112466984936453684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=112466984936453684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112466984936453684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112466984936453684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/08/back-from-pennsic.html' title='Back From Pennsic'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-112363686430495629</id><published>2005-08-09T20:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T20:22:21.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Tent!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/1600/9272-210C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/320/9272-210C.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a new Tent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More about it: &lt;a href="http://www.colemancanada.ca/?en/Products/TENTS?9272-210c"&gt;by clicking here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 20 feet by 11 feet by 6.5 feet high.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-112363686430495629?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/112363686430495629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=112363686430495629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112363686430495629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112363686430495629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-tent.html' title='New Tent!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-112260332644867301</id><published>2005-07-28T21:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T21:15:26.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Newly Engaged Couple!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/1600/Kat&amp;Jay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3648/455/320/Kat%26Jay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There really is Power in the Flower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Caught a Bouquet, I was engaged 2 and a half months later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I threw My Bouquet, they were engaed....2 and a half months later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats Jay and Katrina!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-112260332644867301?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/112260332644867301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=112260332644867301' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112260332644867301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112260332644867301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/07/newly-engaged-couple.html' title='The Newly Engaged Couple!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-112198435987121090</id><published>2005-07-21T17:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T21:10:21.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Comic book Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/118/1358/640/Fire%20Becca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/118/1358/200/Fire%20Becca.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-112198435987121090?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/112198435987121090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=112198435987121090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112198435987121090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112198435987121090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/07/comic-book-me.html' title='Comic book Me!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-112120982670543797</id><published>2005-07-12T18:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T18:10:26.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Men are becoming extinct!</title><content type='html'>I'm With Valerie Gibson on this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifewise.canoe.ca/SexRomance/ValerieGibson/2005/07/12/1128018.html"&gt;CANOE - Lifewise Sex &amp; Romance - Valerie Gibson: In praise of men&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-112120982670543797?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/112120982670543797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=112120982670543797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112120982670543797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112120982670543797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/07/men-are-becoming-extinct.html' title='Men are becoming extinct!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-112082560330328071</id><published>2005-07-08T07:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T07:26:43.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun week</title><content type='html'>It's been a fun week for me, We finally have all our wedding photos' sorted and ready to share with the world . That took a LONG time to do, so please look at them and enjoy them... or else :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew got to meet My Grandma Flo, and Uncle Tom for the first time. He was halfway dreading a small family Gathering. He kept reminding me it was Kevins Birthday,and we should excuse ourselves early. I told Him I wanted to spend as much time as I could with my familly since I havn't seen them in years. He understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got there he was suddenly surrounded in My family's snarky remarks, teasing and "burns" toward each other. Everyone one was laughing and having a fun time. He was sucked into my Uncles sence of humor and we stayed well past supper and a bit into desert. total time spent was about 5 hours, all because Drew seemed to fit right in and enjoy himself. After we went to Kerri and Kevs to wish him a Happy Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday I went for an interview for a job that pays pretty well, but it will only be part time.I got called back for a second interview yesterday. I would be helping in a job service for immigrants, a job that offers more heart than a calling centre for an american utility company. I would still have to keep that job too, but Atleast I would be doing somthing in the week that would make a difference. I don't feel the monetary pressure to get this job, Just a sence of well being. If I don't get it I don't think I'll be crushed over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensic is coming up, I can't wait to see everyone again. about 1 month to go... yipeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-112082560330328071?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/112082560330328071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=112082560330328071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112082560330328071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112082560330328071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/07/fun-week.html' title='Fun week'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-112079235768861988</id><published>2005-07-07T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T22:12:37.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Photos</title><content type='html'>Come see about 160 of our wedding photo's &lt;a href="http://www.kodakgallery.com/I.jsp?c=14odnwzf.168hc6o3&amp;x=0&amp;amp;y=p5myqd"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-112079235768861988?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/112079235768861988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=112079235768861988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112079235768861988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112079235768861988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/07/wedding-photos.html' title='Wedding Photos'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-112019203313302613</id><published>2005-06-30T23:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T23:27:13.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How to get a credit on your utility</title><content type='html'>Drew wasn't home it was just our pet rats making noises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to write a list on how to get a credit on your bill.As sombody who is asked to give a credit 50 times in a work day I figure I might have some authority on this issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you ordered an adult pay per view that your embarresed about, or have a long distance call to dispute, or were charged a service fee or late fee on your gas bill. you don't want to pay it and have decided to ask for a credit. well now here is your guide to the best way to get a credit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Enter all the pertenant info on the phone, yes it's annoying but it brings up the account faster in a way that makes the representative happy that s/he doesn't have to type everything in themself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Never forget your pin or secret passcode, without it you can't get in, don't argue or waste the reps time over it, just deal with it. When you get it, write it down somwhere it is necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Be polite, happy,and own your mistake- don't lie about it. If you lie, your instantly hated,we have to untagle too much info when you lie to try to make you truthful, If your lying, there is just no way. Don't give us more work. We can tell when you lie cause we know everything we have the computers and the computers are never wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Realize there is a limit to the amount of $ the rep is allowed to refund don't go asking for $300 when a rep only has $50 at max to credit. Also don't ask for a credit if your bill is past due, It's tacky, I'm more likley to credit a bill that is at a 0 balance than one that owes $500&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 keep it brief and be concise, the representitive gets in trouble if you take them over their "AHT" or average handle time. If you know it's gonna take 30 min to solve, take it to the office.For example my AHT for the day alloted is just over 5 min per call... at 4 minutes I'm already trying to finnish the call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 You will get further negotiating with the representative that answers the call than you will with a manager. The manager always sides with their employee, your a passing stranger to the manager. If you have asked to speak with a supervisor, you have crossed the line and probably have broken any chance of getting a credit, and it will mark your account as a problem person for future credits. you DO NOT want to talk to the manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Make sure there is no background noise. A television on, a child screaming, phone static, and even a cell phone with street traffic are all very annoying. When you work 8 hours with your ears, it is far more sensitive to these noises. If you follow all these rule above but have an annoying noise, thats enough for me to not want to give the credit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Do not answer your call waiting beep,its rude and you will be hung up on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you follow all these rules, you could probably get a credit on just about anything, if you still get a no, it truly is because it is out of the representatives hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-112019203313302613?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/112019203313302613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=112019203313302613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112019203313302613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112019203313302613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/07/how-to-get-credit-on-your-utility.html' title='How to get a credit on your utility'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-112019043434518908</id><published>2005-06-30T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T23:00:34.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts and updates</title><content type='html'>Well I made a posting two weeks ago, apparently the blog abyss decided it was delicious and ate it cause it's not here anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm married now -see- &lt;a href="http://www.andrewandrebecca.blogpost.com"&gt;www.andrewandrebecca.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was beautiful I can't give enough words to describe it, but some words are there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still work at that call centre job, I was working split shifts that have been eating every hour of my life, But now I finally have a new shedual, so you will probably see me blogging more. I have always found if I'm ignoring my friends, I'm probably not taking care of myself... so I have been a little worn and stressed , not alot, but enough that I feel a lagging of sickness.. nothing I'm sure a LONG WEEKEND of sleep and relaxation won't fix :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats right I have an extra long weekend because Canada day I have off, and the company I take calls for is an American cable company, so they have 4th of July on Monday... 4 days off, I'm so happy! I'm sure to have some glorius adventure this weekend... maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an interview on Monday for an administrative assistant job for a not for profit organization, I'm looking forward to , wthe idea of not being leashed to a headset for 8 hours a day, not anwering rude customers questions, and being called a bitch... speaking of wich, this is not how you get a credit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of doing a Canadas wonderland trip this Thursday coming or the one after I havn't been since I was 13 can you belive it? We were thinking of going durring our honeymoon, but we just had too much fun doing other stuff ( yes I know I left that one wide open didn't I?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandma Martin and Uncle Tom are coming down this weekend. I can't wait to see them. I wasn't able to get in contact with them to invite them to the wedding My Grandma Martin I havn't seen since I was about 13 as well. My Uncle tom, I think I was 19, so around the time I started dating Drew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rember telling my Uncle all about this awsome guy who he had to meet. HE said he trusted my choices and would look forward to seeing him, But Drew has never gotten to know my Uncle Tom, and they have a simillar sence of humor and foolery, it might be trouble if they get together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway Drews home now gotta go, sorry for no edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-112019043434518908?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/112019043434518908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=112019043434518908' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112019043434518908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/112019043434518908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/06/random-thoughts-and-updates.html' title='Random thoughts and updates'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-111259922713924834</id><published>2005-04-04T02:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T02:20:27.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Humming Bird Nest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://community-2.webtv.net/hotmail.com/verle33/HummingBirdNest/"&gt;Humming Bird Nest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-111259922713924834?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/111259922713924834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=111259922713924834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/111259922713924834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/111259922713924834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/04/humming-bird-nest.html' title='Humming Bird Nest'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-111169357630666896</id><published>2005-03-24T14:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T14:46:16.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bunny rap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.grayace.com/dex/bunny.html"&gt;bunny rap Click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he he he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks Becky for sending this to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-111169357630666896?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/111169357630666896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=111169357630666896' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/111169357630666896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/111169357630666896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/03/bunny-rap.html' title='bunny rap'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-111128217822889059</id><published>2005-03-19T20:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T20:29:38.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fallen off the edge of the world.</title><content type='html'>So I havn't fallen off the edge of the world, although to some it may seem that way. I finnished my month long of training as of Wednesday and I've finally hit the call centre floor telling Americans about how much money they owe for their phone and cable services.When I come home, I'm not too enthused about being on the phone, or sitting on my computer, So I havn't talked with people as much as I usually do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm not working I'm working on thoose last few things of wedding prep....And guess what Our wedding party has arranged a stag and doe for us, AND my Matron of honour has finally got our web page up and working. check out &lt;a href="http://www.cask.ca/andrewandrebecca"&gt;www.cask.ca/andrewandrebecca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad, I havn't been able to call and talk to many of my friends with this business and change. I havn't had much of a social life.I'm sure it will come back to me after I get used to my new schedual I hope everyone understands. Especailly people who've made phone calls and I havn't returned them yet... It's not that I don't love you... I'm just too tired to move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight it's off to the future inlaws where I have the chance to mooch Laundry facilities and get all my underwear clean. Hope I get the chance to blog more later. C ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-111128217822889059?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/111128217822889059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=111128217822889059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/111128217822889059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/111128217822889059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/03/fallen-off-edge-of-world.html' title='Fallen off the edge of the world.'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-110873751170040552</id><published>2005-02-18T09:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T09:38:31.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You are: ATHENA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.roxydoll.com/~erin/quiz/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.roxydoll.com/~erin/quiz/athena.gif" border=0 alt="Take the Greek Goddess Test @ Rasberry Rain"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-110873751170040552?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/110873751170040552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=110873751170040552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110873751170040552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110873751170040552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/02/you-are-athena.html' title='You are: ATHENA!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-110870810676657328</id><published>2005-02-18T01:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T01:28:26.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://velvetpriestess.custom-tech.net/quiz1.html"&gt; &lt;img SRC="http://velvetpriestess.custom-tech.net/speak.gif" height=100 width=200&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=-1&gt;&lt;a href="http://velvetpriestess.custom-tech.net/quiz1.html"&gt;Which monkey are you?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;Another pointless diversion from &lt;a href="http://bijouriel.livejournal.com"&gt;Bijouriel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-110870810676657328?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/110870810676657328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=110870810676657328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110870810676657328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110870810676657328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/02/monkey.html' title='Monkey'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-110870795043959926</id><published>2005-02-18T01:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T01:25:50.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You are: BLUE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.roxydoll.com/~erin/quiz/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.roxydoll.com/~erin/quiz/blue.gif" border=0 alt="Take the M&amp;M's Test @ /~erin "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-110870795043959926?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/110870795043959926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=110870795043959926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110870795043959926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110870795043959926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/02/you-are-blue.html' title='You are: BLUE!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-110870714571272303</id><published>2005-02-18T01:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T01:12:25.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job Update!</title><content type='html'>YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finnished my first night of training at my new job. I started 1 day late so I'm a little behind, But I think I've done alot of catching up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out tonight I will never have to work past 9:00 PM ( I was originally told I could be booked till midnight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unofficially (find out tomorrow) I'm going to have my weekends off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND TOMORROW IS PANCAKE DAY!!!! Don't have to pack a dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have alot to learn; product knowlege,short form Codes, and the whole computer program I will be in. There is pressure to perform well on tests MUST get an 85% Or else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people in my training class are nice though. Good humored and laid back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm really going to like my new job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-110870714571272303?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/110870714571272303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=110870714571272303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110870714571272303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110870714571272303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/02/new-job-update_110870714571272303.html' title='New Job Update!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-110860091727455809</id><published>2005-02-16T19:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T01:15:17.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job</title><content type='html'>Last Thursday I Applied for a job, same day, they called me to come in for testing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, Did testing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, First Interview Found out I tested really high! Tell me I will be roecomended for second interview and likley hired. Training to start March 21st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, Called to come in for second interview on Wednesday. Was asked if I could start training On Feb 21st If I got hired. Said yes, I would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, (Today) Back for second Interview, I'm taken aside and asked if I can start Thursday ( tomorrow) as there is space in the present training program, I say yes. ( Luckily I was a little over excited and already wrote my resignation for my present job)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW! One week After I apply for the job I'm hired and working! I'm Stunned! I get full Benemits after 6 months, and they will pay for me to further my education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll Update more later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE A NEW JOB!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-110860091727455809?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/110860091727455809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=110860091727455809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110860091727455809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110860091727455809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/02/new-job_16.html' title='New Job'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-110834903148984584</id><published>2005-02-13T21:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T21:43:51.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrrrrrrr!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="position:relative; border:1px #320 solid; background-color:#c9b390; padding:0 10px; width:400px; text-align:center; font-family:serif; left:50%; margin:25px 0 25px -200px; color:#320;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    My pirate name is:&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div style="font-size:32px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Iron Bess Vane&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="flag.gif" style="top:5px; position:relative; display:block; width:100px; background-color:#320;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div style="left:110px; top:-60px; width:290px; position:relative; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    A pirate's life isn't easy; it takes a tough person. That's okay with you, though, since you a tough person. You tend to blend into the background occaisionally, but that's okay, because it's much easier to sneak up on people and disembowel them that way.    Arr!&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.fidius.org/quiz/pirate/" style="position:absolute; width:100%; left:0px; bottom:20px; color:#f8eecc;"&gt;Get your own pirate name from fidius.org.&lt;/a&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/7413414-110834903148984584?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/110834903148984584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=110834903148984584' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110834903148984584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110834903148984584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/02/arrrrrrrr.html' title='Arrrrrrrr!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-110736434017873294</id><published>2005-02-02T11:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T12:15:59.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If we had a million Dollars</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jen says:If one of us wins the 649. we'll take the other on a trip somewher expensive, ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Beccasays:Deal...:where do you want to go most? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I think I'd go to Africa or Australia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jen. says:Maybe australia. Or Germany.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Becca..Says &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Or a European tour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jen says:Yes. that's like a taste test to see which country you want to go to for longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Becca says: exactly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;We could hit rainy Ireland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jen says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Visit Carol in Scotland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Becca. says:we could go through germany poland and other slavic countries &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Then off to Italy and Greece &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jen Says :Russia, India, China, Japan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Becca..says:thats not europe anymore... but sounds Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jen says:Egypt, Kenya, South Africa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Becca...Ok... World tour &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;ended at cheesy niagara falls or CN tour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jen:We won the 649, we can afford extravgance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Becca Says We would have to have a travel blog and take amazing photos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jen says:So that means we'll have to buy a new fancy schmancy digi camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Becca... Says: Yep :but that would be such a small part of the budget...Like buying a candy bar every s often &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;:we could get 10 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;:and pay strange people to carry it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jen Says: :great idea! Big muscular body guards who carry our stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Becca says:Sounds fun ! W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;e can make them dress funny... Like Albert the Pilidalphea cream chese Angel slave... Or klingons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-110736434017873294?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/110736434017873294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=110736434017873294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110736434017873294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110736434017873294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/02/if-we-had-million-dollars_02.html' title='If we had a million Dollars'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-110729654480670086</id><published>2005-02-01T16:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T17:22:24.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job?</title><content type='html'>Much to my dismay, I've had the last 5 days off work... I've been cut back in hours, in a way that just might not go back to the way it was, and that just does not do the pocket any good.But I've tried to make the most of my time.I've seen some friends I havn't seen in forever, I've caught up on housework, Planned the next home rennovations ( painting) that we have to do... AND ... I've applied to several businesses for a new job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I spent pouring over websites looking at job oportunities available in my area, Not a tonne of them. Some of them not that desireable but they would do if I can't find anything else and if my present job cannot offer me the compensation that I need. There were a few of them really stood out as great jobs though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I catagorized all the job ads I picked out and made a couple skeleton framework cover letters with my star choice jobs as their focus.This is where my ego started to soar I was more competant for theese jobs than I thought I would be, I was meeting up to all of the qualifications and more! I think my cover letters were pretty well put together I feel like reading them to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then after lunch, I stated E-mailing out my resumes and cover letters... I started getting excited at the idea of some new job oportunities... I'm really ready for a change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Hours after I sent out my application to a very interesting company in my neighbourhood one of my "star choice" jobs... I got a call!!... I have an interview tomorrow at 10:30!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets hope my luck keeps on going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-110729654480670086?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/110729654480670086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=110729654480670086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110729654480670086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110729654480670086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/02/new-job.html' title='New Job?'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-110593701010879970</id><published>2005-01-16T23:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T23:43:30.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>~ 12th Night ~</title><content type='html'>12th Night was alot of fun! Lots of silliness and hilarity. Heres the pictures to prove it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tworavens.org/gallery/album47"&gt;http://www.tworavens.org/gallery/album47&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos Taken By Alexander Gladstone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are using this same hall for our wedding reception, I was so excited to get in there and really get this event off the ground. Seeing this event really flow, makes me even more excited for May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One draw back for an SCA event... ALOT of stairs. Becuase I was one of the people in charge of running this event, I know I got quite a few kilometers in going up and down them... and my calves are sore enough to prove it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-110593701010879970?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/110593701010879970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=110593701010879970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110593701010879970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110593701010879970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/01/12th-night.html' title='~ 12th Night ~'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-110522810243627938</id><published>2005-01-08T18:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T18:48:22.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow!</title><content type='html'>We live on a busy street, so usually by the time I wake up there is the sound of cars going back and forth in front of my house... When it's raining it sounds different because you can hear the water under the tires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today there was silence....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like a house with a todler in it, silence is bad. it means somthing is going on that shouldn't be , or at least that you don't want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I jumped out of bed, and tried to look out our basement window and I couldn't see anything... also bad. The reason I couldn't see anything is cause there was a foot and a half of snow blocking our window.  :(  That means we have alot of driveway shoveling to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke Drew up, of course against his will, and told him I was gonna need his help. I knew it was going to be heavy packing snow, Other than the kind with rain and Ice in it, one of the worst kind to shovel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew doesn't like to work himself into a sweat over anything unless he is playing or it's a game. So he was making every complaint in the book to get out of this chore, but I know Drew's complaints and was ready for anything he would say or do and I got him out there to help me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got out there first  and grabbed the *good* snow shovel. Drew of course went into protest over it and decided to not shovel without it and started making a snow man... I thought "Hey, why not? I'm not gonna let him be the only one to have fun!" So I started on the Body of the snow man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part way through us rolling our boulders back and forth accross the lawn, Drew sparked an Idea.... He started rolling his very large boulder out into the driveway and starting going up and down the driveway picking up all the Snow as he went. BRILLIANT!!! this was faster than shoveling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our other neighbours up and down the street who had already been shoveling their snow longer than us started to stop and giggle at this fully grown man "playing" in the snow. I showed our next door neighbours how fast his little game was picking up the snow... They then started also Rolling up their driveway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you knew it, there were about 5 neighbours rolling up their driveways and one neighbour rolled their boulder down the sidewalk to clear everyones path... It was pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all of 15 minutes everyone didn't have a look like they were doing a chore, people were laughing and smiling. Many of our neighbours also have wonderful snowmen in their front yards now too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the moral of the story is work smarter, not harder. Leave it to Drew to turn a tedious back breaking chore into a game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-110522810243627938?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/110522810243627938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=110522810243627938' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110522810243627938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110522810243627938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/01/snow.html' title='Snow!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-110506472991313278</id><published>2005-01-06T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T21:25:29.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Thaw!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Beware of the Thaw!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather network is reporting, for next week, highs of 15 and 16 Celsius ... In the POSITIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to get January thaws every year, but our weather has been screwed up lately, we haven't had them for a few years... Looks like this year it's back on track... And I'm dreading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been SO GOOD for illness this past year. For someone who usually gets sick 3-4 times a year I haven't really been sick at all in '04.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I remember every year we had a thaw, I'd end up with bronchitis or pneumonia 2 weeks later.Then it would take me 5 or 6 weeks at least to recover from it I think I'm just gonna hide inside .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-110506472991313278?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/110506472991313278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=110506472991313278' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110506472991313278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110506472991313278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2005/01/thaw.html' title='The Thaw!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-110446454577871766</id><published>2004-12-30T22:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T22:42:25.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rozakii</title><content type='html'>On Monday Drew and I were inducted as Rozakii's . The Rozakii's are an SCA household. Our induction ceremony is all big and secret much like a Fraternity or Sorority.So I can't discuss that to anyone let alone on the internet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can tell you and show you that I put on armour and fought for the first time in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures below were taken by Lady Clodagh, Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-110446454577871766?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/110446454577871766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=110446454577871766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110446454577871766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110446454577871766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2004/12/rozakii.html' title='Rozakii'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-110446484089311251</id><published>2004-12-30T22:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T22:48:18.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/118/1358/640/BDrozakii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/118/1358/200/BDrozakii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Drew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-110446484089311251?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/110446484089311251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=110446484089311251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110446484089311251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110446484089311251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2004/12/me-and-drew.html' title=''/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-110446417296703596</id><published>2004-12-30T22:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T22:36:12.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/118/1358/640/beccafighter7.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/118/1358/200/beccafighter7.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks like I'm trying to fly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-110446417296703596?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/110446417296703596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=110446417296703596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110446417296703596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110446417296703596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2004/12/looks-like-im-trying-to-fly.html' title=''/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-110446411212387096</id><published>2004-12-30T22:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T22:37:24.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/118/1358/640/beccafighter5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/118/1358/200/beccafighter5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylah Kicked my Butt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-110446411212387096?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/110446411212387096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=110446411212387096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110446411212387096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110446411212387096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2004/12/kaylah-kicked-my-butt.html' title=''/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-110446409090347815</id><published>2004-12-30T22:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T22:34:50.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/118/1358/640/beccafighter3.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/118/1358/200/beccafighter3.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Kaylah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-110446409090347815?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/110446409090347815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=110446409090347815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110446409090347815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110446409090347815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2004/12/me-and-kaylah.html' title=''/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-110441982636065989</id><published>2004-12-30T09:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T10:24:12.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog your own Adventure!</title><content type='html'>Continued From&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://superhappyjen.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-your-own-adventure2nd.html#comments"&gt;http://superhappyjen.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-your-own-adventure2nd.html#comments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started From&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-your-own-adventure-beginning.html"&gt;http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-your-own-adventure-beginning.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Kaitlyn did not like the sound of this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She found herself still in that strange suspended hold, it was sucking her in! She was moving closer and closer to Nicton!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally she was able to mover her mouth enough to yell out " NOOOOOO!" and just as fast as she yelled,she felt her self falling to the ground from this strange force feild, and sat up from her bed quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With relief she felt like that was just a dream. She turned back over, looked at her clock and realised it was now only 12:11 She thought this was strange because she though more time would have passed, diapointed that she still had a whole night ahead of her, she closed her eyes tightly and tried to get back to sleep. Again the not so silent noises started to fill her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dripping of the tap... the roar of the furnace ...the humm of the fridge... the ticking of the clock,the dripping of the tap... the roar of the furnace ...the humm of the fridge... the ticking of the clock,the dripping of the tap... the roar of the furnace ...the humm of the fridge... the ticking of the clock, the sobbing from downstairs. the dripping of the tap... the roar of the furnace ...the humm of the fridge... the ticking of the clock.... The Sobbing from DOWNSTAIRS???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sat straight up! her heart began to pound. She just had to go downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she got back down stairs she peered into the Kitchen, and she realized she hadn't dreamt anything at all! There was Nicton, Sobbing out his big puple eyes, using her mothers napkins to dry his big orange tears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She, not so afraid of him now that she saw he was a sissy, wandered up to him and asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Nicton, Why are you crying???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you to Continue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-110441982636065989?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/110441982636065989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=110441982636065989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110441982636065989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110441982636065989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-your-own-adventure_30.html' title='Blog your own Adventure!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-110429550090052436</id><published>2004-12-28T23:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T23:45:00.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Blogging</title><content type='html'>I Just back blogged some of my entries from as far back as Sept 03 that I used to have on another server.... Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-110429550090052436?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/110429550090052436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=110429550090052436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110429550090052436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110429550090052436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2004/12/back-blogging_28.html' title='Back Blogging'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-110446596348787485</id><published>2004-12-25T00:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T01:26:21.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog your own adventure.... A beginning!</title><content type='html'>Please read the previous post to this one so you know how to participate.... ThanksMerry Christmas everyone!~Becca~************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was midnight, It was officially Christmas!Kaitlyn wanted so badly to run downstairs and to see if Santa had put all her presents under the tree yet.... But she knew if she got out of bed, "HE" would know, That could chalk her up onto the "naughtly list" and Santa might not visit at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she laid there in bed she realized that the silence in the night wasn't so silent.She heard the water from the bathroom dripping, the clock in the hallway was ticking away each second, the fridge in the kitchen downstairs hummed on and off, and who knew a furnace could be so noisy???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wondered how come she never took notice to all these noises during the day? She just couldn't sleep.Kaitlyn pulled her pillow over her head and held it tightly against her ear to drown out all the sounds. She closed her eyes so tight and just couldn't wait for morning. She was so excited, she knew she couldn't sleep. This was the thing she hated about Christmas the most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then all of a sudden, she heard a loud bang. Startled, she sat up out of bed and ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for you to continue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continued by superhappyjen at &lt;a href="http://superhappyjen.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-your-own-adventure2nd.html"&gt;http://superhappyjen.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-your-own-adventure2nd.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-110446596348787485?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/110446596348787485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=110446596348787485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110446596348787485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110446596348787485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-your-own-adventure-beginning_25.html' title='Blog your own adventure.... A beginning!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7413414.post-110395110871371622</id><published>2004-12-24T23:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T00:05:08.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog your own Adventure!</title><content type='html'>I havn't seen this done yet, But I thought I'd give it a try, maybe be the first to start it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For fun, to increase reding traffic, inspired by superhappyjen's revolving stories, I would like to start "Blog Your Own Adventure!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a way a way that we ( bloggers) can inter-blog with other people, It seems simple and this is how I think it would work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Someone starts a story&lt;br /&gt;2 someone ( another blogger or reader) leaves a comment and gives a choice Like " if you would like Wendy to pet the growling dog, follow "this link" to my blog" They continue the story on their own Blog&lt;br /&gt;3 When you continue the story on your blog, leave a link to (a)the stoies beginning and (b)the link you just expanded your story from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to start a story and let whoever else who has a blog leave a comment with a link to their own blog to continue the story... Feel free to join in, read what other people write.If this works out, our stories and characters could have an infinate journey through the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Anyone has technical coments on how this process could be improved, Comment on this entry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7413414-110395110871371622?l=becca_cricket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/feeds/110395110871371622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7413414&amp;postID=110395110871371622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110395110871371622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7413414/posts/default/110395110871371622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becca_cricket.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-your-own-adventure.html' title='Blog your own Adventure!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07374740584569215588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
