<?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-7897244693512954222</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:50:46.306-07:00</updated><category term='Relationships'/><category term='Familia'/><category term='Guitar Hero: Aerosmith'/><category term='Fight Night'/><category term='Celebrities'/><category term='Video Games'/><category term='Naked Juice'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Wii'/><category term='Recovery'/><category term='Entertainment'/><category term='Funny Clippings'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='Fitness and Nutrition'/><category term='Fast Food'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='Clark Howard'/><category term='Yamato'/><category term='Wii Fit'/><category term='MMA'/><category term='Guitar Hero III'/><category term='Stupid People'/><category term='Politics'/><category term='Life'/><category term='College'/><category term='Baby Walker'/><category term='Rumors'/><category term='Dave Ramsey'/><category term='Knockout'/><category term='UFC'/><category term='Ramblings'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Cultural Commentary'/><category term='Money'/><category term='Load Shedding'/><category term='¿Qué?'/><category term='Recipes'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Sports'/><category term='The Challenge'/><category term='Jokes'/><category term='Dreams'/><category term='TV Shows'/><category term='Religion'/><category term='Books'/><category term='Quote of the Day'/><title type='text'>Musings of A Crazy Latina</title><subtitle type='html'>A crazy latina's journey through life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Emma</name><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>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897244693512954222.post-5113302133291304589</id><published>2009-04-18T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T06:38:06.721-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cultural Commentary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Big Green Help</title><content type='html'>My 6-year old likes to watch Nickelodeon throughout the day, before school and after. I've been hearing this commercial about a project called Big Green Help for Earth Day. From what I've gathered, on Earth Day, we're supposed to shut off all of the electronics in our house for one minute. Okay. So, I'm wondering how this would make a difference. Yeah, it says, according to their site, that we are saving 848547 tons of CO2 by doing this. Still, it's a one time thing right? I can see how this would make a difference if it were done more than once this year. I mean, to me this is a lot like Ashton Kutcher beating CNN for tweets. Who cares? For $100,000 that goes to fight malaria? Come on, Ashton, why do the tweet thing, just write the check and do it 'cause you care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-5113302133291304589?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/5113302133291304589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=5113302133291304589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/5113302133291304589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/5113302133291304589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2009/04/big-green-help.html' title='Big Green Help'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-6866551931424886402</id><published>2009-03-30T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T15:33:08.379-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>More Celeb Look Alikes</title><content type='html'>I decided to start a list of celebrity look-a-likes that have been on my mind. So, here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVTKdrDzy8g/SdFIEZatLvI/AAAAAAAAAtk/cs-27ujEBXs/s1600-h/cruise-groeschel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 380px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVTKdrDzy8g/SdFIEZatLvI/AAAAAAAAAtk/cs-27ujEBXs/s200/cruise-groeschel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319111875280842482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Cruise and Craig Groeschel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVTKdrDzy8g/SdFIEpqslDI/AAAAAAAAAts/Ks0HqpXw_a8/s1600-h/hunt-sobieski.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 380px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVTKdrDzy8g/SdFIEpqslDI/AAAAAAAAAts/Ks0HqpXw_a8/s200/hunt-sobieski.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319111879642879026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helen Hunt and Leelee Sobieski&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVTKdrDzy8g/SdFIEofOsFI/AAAAAAAAAt0/gQrybKO_Ihk/s1600-h/wihterspoon-bledel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 380px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVTKdrDzy8g/SdFIEofOsFI/AAAAAAAAAt0/gQrybKO_Ihk/s200/wihterspoon-bledel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319111879326347346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reese Witherspoon and Alexis Bledel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-6866551931424886402?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/6866551931424886402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=6866551931424886402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/6866551931424886402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/6866551931424886402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2009/03/more-celeb-look-alikes.html' title='More Celeb Look Alikes'/><author><name>Emma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVTKdrDzy8g/SdFIEZatLvI/AAAAAAAAAtk/cs-27ujEBXs/s72-c/cruise-groeschel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897244693512954222.post-6545173142857077773</id><published>2009-03-25T23:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T23:57:39.670-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Good Mexican food</title><content type='html'>One of the things that bothers me about living in the heart of the Midwest, is that it's hard to find a place that serves really good, authentic Mexican food. Even worse, most of the 'authentic' restaurants in town are the same. There's not much that differentiates any of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all serve something that's fried and covered in some kind of sauce, alongside a pile of rice and drab beans. Some of the dishes clearly look like they've been thrown in an oven or microwave to melt the cheese or to simply re-heat the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The simple fact is that the whole idea of freshness, that is Mexican food, has been thrown out the window and has been replaced by easy-to-prepare dishes that just don't look very appealing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've mentioned many a time to friends and family that I'd love to open a restaurant where people will get a real taste of Mexico. Not just fried food with your run-of-the-mill rice and beans, but fresh food that's full of flavor, color, and just damn good. After all, those are the things I remember when I was growing up. Picking up recently caught seafood, butchered meat, poultry and pork, freshly made tortillas and decadent sauces made from scratch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that makes good eating and I believe the people in this unassuming town would fall in love with. But, I don't think it'll happen. Not any time soon at least. My husband has jokingly threatened to divorce me if I tried to do something like this, and quite frankly I don't have the training or experience to pull it off. It is needed though because I'm sick and tired of seeing these little restaurants popping up that serve the same boring food and tag it with a Mexican label. While it is Mexican, it's far from what it could be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-6545173142857077773?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/6545173142857077773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=6545173142857077773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/6545173142857077773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/6545173142857077773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2009/03/good-mexican-food.html' title='Good Mexican food'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-446675535593840679</id><published>2009-03-18T10:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T11:12:13.768-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cultural Commentary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Simply irritated at the whole thing</title><content type='html'>I'm completely stumped about everything that's going on in Washington D.C. these days. So stumped in fact, that I hardly have any words. I just sit and listen and watch what's been going on, and I just can't believe it. While my disbelief subsides, for a brief moment, my irritation increases. More like frustration and, yes, anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, President Obama says I should be angry, but I don't think he'd say that if he knew what I was angry about. Before I continue, I want to preface this post by stating that I'm not Republican nor Democrat. I'm conservative, yes, in many aspects of the political spectrum -- social, economic and foreign affairs. In fact, these days, you can probably find me along side the Independent lines and, financially speaking, more Libertarian. Really, I can't claim either party, and I'd like to keep it that way. I think Americans would be better served this way, but that's for another day. On to my rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the causes of my irritation, there are many, is this whole 'rush' the government is in to try to fix the economy. I don't think there's a need to rush and I also don't think anything needs to be fixed. I'm a firm believer in capitalism, and regardless of companies going broke, yes, even the big ones, I also believe the economy is just fine. That's just how things should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole rush to fix things has created unfounded fear for many Americans, and the government has taken advantage of this fear to push their agenda. The very thing the Bush Administration was criticized for after 9/11, you know, the whole going to war thing because we were afraid, is exactly what the Obama Administration is doing with their handling of the economy. They are using fear to push legislation that will not only prolong the mess, but will eradicate the very foundation of our capitalist society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really care about any one's affiliations here, whether it be liberal or conservative, but two wrongs don't make a right. And to sit by while your party says one thing and does the exact opposite, well, in my book that's known as hypocrisy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-446675535593840679?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/446675535593840679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=446675535593840679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/446675535593840679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/446675535593840679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2009/03/simply-irritated-at-whole-thing.html' title='Simply irritated at the whole thing'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-3194357253268419401</id><published>2009-02-23T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T14:51:37.854-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><title type='text'>Daughter got a great deal at Bass Pro</title><content type='html'>Friday night, Isa decided she wanted to go to Bass Pro to buy some kind of stuffed animal to accompany the little deer her uncle Caleb got her. She grabbed some money from her dollar jar, and we headed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We first stopped and grabbed a bite to eat at the Ruby Tuesday's right by the Bass Pro. I wanted to eat out since I'm home all day. Good dinner too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we finally drove to Bass Pro and checked out their collection of stuffed animals. Of course, the one Isa picks out costs more than she can afford, so I tried to find something she could buy. She had $15, which is a lot for 6-year old, but still not enough for the one she wanted (that one cost $25).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally found a couple that made sounds when you squeeze them, and she loved the little lion cub. I looked at the price, $7.95. Definitely within her price range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we walked over to get Matt, who had sneakily meandered to the gun and ammo section. After following him around for a bit, we finally headed to the register.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa gives the cub to the guy at the register who proceeds to ring it up. I looked at the price and was surprised by what I saw. He was surprised as well. The price? A whole $0.97. That's right. After taxes, it was $1.02. Isa pulled out her wad of money, not quite getting the fact that she only need two $1 bills. He, of course, only took the one and we were off. Talk about a great deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we walked to the car, I couldn't help but think what the one she wanted cost. Of course, she could have also bought all of the little squeezable animals. Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-3194357253268419401?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/3194357253268419401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=3194357253268419401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/3194357253268419401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/3194357253268419401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2009/02/daughter-got-great-deal-at-bass-pro.html' title='Daughter got a great deal at Bass Pro'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-6263043915706419670</id><published>2009-02-19T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T09:03:16.529-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>I hate drama</title><content type='html'>I'm one of those people that enjoys a simple life. Being a semi-geek, simplicity isn't necessarily easy. So, I try to keep the rest of my life as simple as possible. Most of the relationships in my life, if not all, are free of the drama. Something I think is rare nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my little brother is going through some it right now and I hate the fact that there's nothing I can do about it. I'd love to be able to hug him, take him out for coffee and just talk. For now, the phone call will do. But I hate it. I hate that he's going through this crap. He has a great heart and I hate to see it broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I can say, this is for you little bro, is that I love you so much and I'm praying that God will bring you comfort and guidance. There's not a day that goes by that I don't think about you and the family. Just remember that I'm here anytime you need me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-6263043915706419670?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/6263043915706419670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=6263043915706419670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/6263043915706419670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/6263043915706419670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-hate-drama.html' title='I hate drama'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-3967678521145400107</id><published>2009-02-16T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T08:03:02.587-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Clippings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Hey, I'm Back</title><content type='html'>Ok, so it's been 'like' forever since I've written a post here on Musings, but, I'm back. My life got pretty hectic after Carmen's birth. It was a crazy transition time for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that things are somewhat settled, I decided to make some changes around here. You'll notice I changed the dark color scheme to something much lighter. I'm not sure why I used something so dark, but I couldn't stand it anymore. I worked on the header, and I have to say, I like it a hundred times more than the generic stuff you get from Blogger. Anyway, on to my musings or ramblings for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless you've been living in a hole, you're aware of the Chris Brown-Rihanna incident at the Grammy's. Every media outlet is covering this, and I really don't have a problem with it like I do other celebrity crap they post as news. You know what I'm talking about. So, I hit CNN.com this morning to get my daily dose of biased news and saw that &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2009/SHOWBIZ/Music/02/15/chris.brown/index.html"&gt;Chris Brown says he's sorry 'for what transpired'&lt;/a&gt;. Really? He's sorry. Well, golly gee, Chris. I guess that makes it okay. I mean, saying your sorry for hitting a woman will make everything just go away, right. Heh, you know what's sad? In his case, it probably will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the funniest thing I've seen this morning (other than the crusted snot on my baby's face from overnight  sneezing that we couldn't get to), is a YouTube clip that's been making the rounds on most media sites. If you haven't seen it, take a look at &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xbVw7entkxg"&gt;this lady&lt;/a&gt; having a bad day at the Hong Hong airport. What's funny about it is that anyone that's ever missed a flight has wanted to throw a tantrum like that. We just never do. Unless of course we've made a little stop at the bar, and then we just can't help it. But this lady is sober when she goes nuts. Too funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="332"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xbVw7entkxg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xbVw7entkxg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="332"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Obama's keeping his promise of bringing &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;change&lt;/span&gt; to America. (It was probably the single-most successful presidential campaign I can remember.) Most Americans would agree that something needed to be changed. I'll be honest, I voted for W both times, and I didn't vote for O. But, I did agree with him on that one topic. We did need change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's really scaring the **** out of me at the way big O is going about it. He's inching us closer and closer to socialism, and if that weren't scary enough, Americans are loving him for it. I just don't get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-3967678521145400107?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/3967678521145400107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=3967678521145400107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/3967678521145400107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/3967678521145400107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-im-back.html' title='Hey, I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-4144926980479901743</id><published>2008-12-11T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:04:24.472-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Isa's Favorite Songs</title><content type='html'>Isa has been on this Laurie Berkner kick lately. Her and her band write and play kids songs that are quite a hit with little ones. We found about her on Nickelodeon, and I picked up the DVD/CD for Isa. Now, every time we get in the car, that's what she wants to listen to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her favorite songs are:&lt;br /&gt;I'm Gonna Catch You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zc3oc_x8VO8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zc3oc_x8VO8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Are The Dinosaurs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bLdDKNxrL68&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bLdDKNxrL68&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, I enjoy listening too. I like those two songs, and these:&lt;br /&gt;Victor Vito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tQVNX4L2aRo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tQVNX4L2aRo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumble Bee (Buzz Buzz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IwVo5E04CVQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IwVo5E04CVQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-4144926980479901743?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/4144926980479901743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=4144926980479901743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/4144926980479901743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/4144926980479901743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/12/isas-favorite-songs.html' title='Isa&apos;s Favorite Songs'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-4285731226694254636</id><published>2008-09-07T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T08:23:21.826-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MMA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knockout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UFC'/><title type='text'>UFC 88: Breakout</title><content type='html'>Matt and I didn't order the fights, so why post about them? Thanks to YouTube, I caught a glimpse of what we missed. In short, Rashad Evans knocked Chuck Liddell out cold. I've only seen Liddell get 'owned' once before (by Quentin 'Rampage' Jackson), and Evans stood right with him. Here's the result:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="332"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wIqjj2ZIGBM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wIqjj2ZIGBM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="332"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-4285731226694254636?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/4285731226694254636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=4285731226694254636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/4285731226694254636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/4285731226694254636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/09/ufc-88-breakout.html' title='UFC 88: Breakout'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-1443037991775915181</id><published>2008-07-15T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T08:51:31.200-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Clippings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Joke Day</title><content type='html'>Here's one I heard a while back:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;An Atheist in the Woods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An  atheist was taking a walk through the woods.&lt;br /&gt;As he was walking along side the river he heard a rustling in the bushes behind him.&lt;br /&gt;He turned to look and saw a 7-foot grizzly bear charge towards him.&lt;br /&gt;He ran as fast as he could up the path.&lt;br /&gt;He looked over his shoulder and saw that the bear was closing in on him.&lt;br /&gt;He looked over his shoulder again and the bear was even closer.&lt;br /&gt;He tripped and fell on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;He rolled overto pick himself up and saw the bear right on top of him, reaching for him with his left paw and raising his right paw to strike him.&lt;br /&gt;At that instant, the Atheist cried out to the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Time stopped. The bear froze and the forest became silent.&lt;br /&gt;A bright light shone upon the man and God's voice came out of the sky.&lt;br /&gt;"You denied my existence for all these years. You teach others that I don't exist. You even credit creation to a cosmic accident. Do you really expect me to help you out of this predicament? Have you now become a believer?"&lt;br /&gt;The atheist looked directly into the light and said unto God, "It would be&lt;br /&gt;hypocritical of me to suddenly ask you to treat me as a Christian. But perhaps you could instead make the bear a Christian?"&lt;br /&gt;"Very well," said the voice of God.&lt;br /&gt;The light went out and the sound of the forest resumed.&lt;br /&gt;At that point, the bear dropped his right paw, brought both paws together and bowed his head and spoke, "for the food I'm about to receive, may the Lord bless the bounty. Amen."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-1443037991775915181?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/1443037991775915181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=1443037991775915181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/1443037991775915181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/1443037991775915181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/07/joke-day.html' title='Joke Day'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-4618026024228898113</id><published>2008-07-11T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T10:51:17.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the greatest of these is love ..</title><content type='html'>I came across this video clip on GodTube this morning and just had to share it. It truly represents the love of a father for his son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://godtube.com/flvplayer.swf" FlashVars="viewkey=8cf08faca5dd9ea45513" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="330" height="270" name="godtube" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who can't see the clip, &lt;a href="http://www.godtube.com/view_video.php?viewkey=8cf08faca5dd9ea45513" target="_blank"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-4618026024228898113?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/4618026024228898113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=4618026024228898113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/4618026024228898113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/4618026024228898113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-greatest-of-these-is-love.html' title='And the greatest of these is love ..'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-877408071643622619</id><published>2008-07-08T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T06:54:24.368-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UFC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Walker'/><title type='text'>I finally uploaded the baby shower pics</title><content type='html'>Sarah sent me the photos from my baby shower and I've finally got around to uploading them to my Facebook. If you're not on Facebook just yet, get on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wanted to share one of my favorite gifts of the day. Isa liked it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v289/57/54/509092239/n509092239_582129_3359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v289/57/54/509092239/n509092239_582129_3359.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can just imagine little Carmen in this with a little pink 'camo' bow. Can't you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-877408071643622619?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/877408071643622619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=877408071643622619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/877408071643622619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/877408071643622619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-finally-uploaded-baby-shower-pics.html' title='I finally uploaded the baby shower pics'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-8511035507779405993</id><published>2008-06-30T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T12:27:47.137-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fight Night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Dear friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-709.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v249/83/44/697613709/n697613709_564365_6340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://photos-709.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v249/83/44/697613709/n697613709_564365_6340.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last week we were given some heartbreaking news. Our dear friends and neighbors are moving away. Matt said, not too long ago, that we always believed buying our house was God's blessing. But, we soon realized the true blessing was the friends we came to know and love just down the street from our new house. That would be the Todd family - Bill, Jody, Kaleigh, Hannah and Liam. It would be difficult to imagine our neighborhood, our church and our lives without them, alas, God has called them away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill recently accepted a position at Bellevue Community Church in Nashville, Tennessee. That's about 2 hours east of the college Matt and I attended down there. While we are excited for them, our hearts are saddened by the news. Bill and Jody have become dear friends, friends I truly consider family. And, just like the absence of a brother and/or sister, they, along with their 3 wonderful kids, will be missed. I know we're not alone. There are many in the Woodcrest family who will feel their absence. They have become ingrained in our little community of believers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll have the opportunity to visit them. But, it hurts to think that they won't be down the street anymore, the happy little bunch that is the Todd clan. I miss them already just thinking about it. Who are we going to watch the UFC with? Or, hang out for no good reason? And, who's gonna play Gears of War 2 and Guitar Hero with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck you guys and may God bless you in the new chapter of your lives. We love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-8511035507779405993?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/8511035507779405993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=8511035507779405993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/8511035507779405993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/8511035507779405993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/06/dear-friends.html' title='Dear friends'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-3512881955788119666</id><published>2008-06-24T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T08:43:14.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cultural Commentary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>The niceties of life</title><content type='html'>I can't help but think that I'm a lucky woman. I'm married to a man who still holds value in the gentleman mentality. Something that is losing merit as our society &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;progresses&lt;/span&gt;. I think about the little things he does that are a sign of respect for me and for women in general. Little things like holding the door as we walk in/out of a building, opening the car door as I get seated, and waiting to eat only when all the women are seated at the table and have themselves began to eat. Yes, these niceties that I worry my daughters will never experience for themselves from someone other than their father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's something that isn't in my hands, but God's. But, being human, I still tend to worry about my daughters missing out on the niceties. Isa, my oldest, is only five years old, and I wonder if other boys her age are being taught these little things. My father, for example, knew and understood these gentlemen attributes, but never was a gentleman himself. As a result, my brother, the only male sibling, never learned what it means to be a gentleman. In fact, I recall a specific moment when I visited my family last in which I was enjoying a meal with my dad. My brother and his girlfriend joined us not long after. As they prepared to eat, she got up to grab a drink and he began to chow down on his food. I looked at him and said, "you know, you should really wait until she gets back before you start." He looked at me with this puzzled look on his face. "Nuh uh," he retorted. I continued to tell him that it is rude to begin eating before your woman is ready. He looks at my dad, who responds, "well, you're supposed to." He was surprised by my reaction, but even more so by my dad's response. He gently put his fork down and waited for her to return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I consider myself spoiled sometimes because of what my husband does. For example, I couldn't tell you the last time I pumped gas in any of our vehicles. Matt has made every effort to make sure that when I get into our truck or car, that they have sufficient gas for my trip that day. Of course, I think he's going out of his way now because of my current physical state. I'm 32 1/2 weeks pregnant. Still, I appreciate his efforts and make sure to thank him for everything he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that a woman's independence is held in high regard nowadays. I really don't have a problem with that. I mean, as a woman, you have to be able to take care of yourself. But, there's nothing wrong with letting your husband be a man and take care of you and the family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-3512881955788119666?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/3512881955788119666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=3512881955788119666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/3512881955788119666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/3512881955788119666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/06/niceties-of-life.html' title='The niceties of life'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-9041729094768863475</id><published>2008-06-10T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T09:28:26.689-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cultural Commentary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dave Ramsey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clark Howard'/><title type='text'>Diane Sawyer learns a little something from Clark Howard and Dave Ramsey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVTKdrDzy8g/SE6rns1D_4I/AAAAAAAAAic/0I_9yrLV9YM/s1600-h/dsawyer_gma_06102008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVTKdrDzy8g/SE6rns1D_4I/AAAAAAAAAic/0I_9yrLV9YM/s400/dsawyer_gma_06102008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210290517451210626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Good Morning America's&lt;/span&gt; Diane Sawyer learns about the four walls from Dave and Clark. What are the four walls? Food, shelter, transportation, and utilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Mortgage - $744, Grocery budget $400, Look on Dianne Sawyer's face when she finds out to pay credit cards last - priceless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/Video/playerIndex?id=5035927&amp;affil=wjrt"&gt;Check it out&lt;/a&gt; for yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-9041729094768863475?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/9041729094768863475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=9041729094768863475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/9041729094768863475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/9041729094768863475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/06/diane-sawyer-learns-little-something.html' title='Diane Sawyer learns a little something from Clark Howard and Dave Ramsey'/><author><name>Emma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVTKdrDzy8g/SE6rns1D_4I/AAAAAAAAAic/0I_9yrLV9YM/s72-c/dsawyer_gma_06102008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897244693512954222.post-153781903432090010</id><published>2008-05-28T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T14:19:15.265-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Clippings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Oops, Baby? Give me a break</title><content type='html'>I found this clip on Fox News today. Survey: Nearly 50% of U.S. pregnancies are accidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://foxnews1.a.mms.mavenapps.net/mms/rt/1/site/foxnews1-foxnews-pub01-live/current/videolandingpage/fncLargePlayer/client/embedded/embedded.swf' id='mediumFlashEmbedded' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' bgcolor='#000000' allowScriptAccess='always' allowFullScreen='true' quality='high' name='undefined' play='false' scale='noscale' menu='false' salign='LT' scriptAccess='always' wmode='false' height='275' width='305' flashvars='playerId=videolandingpage&amp;referralObject=865975&amp;referralPlaylistId=949437d0db05ed5f5b9954dc049d70b0c12f2749' /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just tell you. Pregnancy is never an accident. Let me tell you, when you dance the horizontal tango, stuff happens. The accident, in many cases, is the 2 that tango in the first place. C'mon people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-153781903432090010?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/153781903432090010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=153781903432090010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/153781903432090010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/153781903432090010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/05/oops-baby-give-me-break.html' title='Oops, Baby? Give me a break'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-8151525374497353476</id><published>2008-05-22T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T15:37:04.826-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Clippings'/><title type='text'>One of the funniest things I've heard in a long time</title><content type='html'>Some may think this is embarrassing. Others, like me, find it quite humorous. Maybe it's because I'm a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img150.imageshack.us/img150/6834/beachballsdv1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://img150.imageshack.us/img150/6834/beachballsdv1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-8151525374497353476?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/8151525374497353476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=8151525374497353476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/8151525374497353476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/8151525374497353476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-of-funniest-things-ive-heard-in.html' title='One of the funniest things I&apos;ve heard in a long time'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-2264776580269258866</id><published>2008-05-21T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T13:03:59.059-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wii Fit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wii'/><title type='text'>So .. Matt wants Wii Fit</title><content type='html'>I got a call from him today. He said they had some available at Best Buy if I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;wanted&lt;/span&gt; to get one for him for his birthday. Of course, I acted like I really didn't care. And ran over there. But, nothing doing. They were out. Well, technically, they had some in-stock, but they were pre-ordered. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. The hunt begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you don' know what Wii Fit is, here's a brief look:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="375" height="281"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.break.com/MzMwOTI3"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.break.com/MzMwOTI3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess=always width="375" height="281"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;&lt;a href="http://my.break.com/content/view.aspx?ContentID=330927"&gt;wii fit full trailer from E3 2007&lt;/a&gt; - Watch more &lt;a href="http://www.break.com/"&gt;free videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More information:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nintendo.com/wiifit/launch/"&gt;Wii Fit&lt;/a&gt; Nintendo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://e3nin.nintendo.com/wii_fit.html"&gt;Wii Fit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-2264776580269258866?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/2264776580269258866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=2264776580269258866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/2264776580269258866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/2264776580269258866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-matt-wants-wii-fit.html' title='So .. Matt wants Wii Fit'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-7905566847231571061</id><published>2008-05-21T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T11:30:13.258-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MMA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knockout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Crazy cage fighting knockout</title><content type='html'>Everybody loves a great knockout in MMA. I'm one of them. The great thing about it is that there's a clear winner. But rare is the case, when the referee and judges have no idea who won. Check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="375" height="281"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.break.com/NTA1MDYw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.break.com/NTA1MDYw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess=always width="375" height="281"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;&lt;a href="http://my.break.com/content/view.aspx?ContentID=505060"&gt;Insane Double-Knockout&lt;/a&gt; - Watch more &lt;a href="http://www.break.com/"&gt;free videos&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/7897244693512954222-7905566847231571061?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/7905566847231571061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=7905566847231571061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/7905566847231571061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/7905566847231571061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/05/crazy-cage-fighting-knockout.html' title='Crazy cage fighting knockout'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-3599712223999809213</id><published>2008-05-19T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T12:49:34.923-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guitar Hero: Aerosmith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Guitar Hero: Aerosmith</title><content type='html'>I'm pretty excited about this game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width='375' height='281'&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://www.gamestop.com/gs/gscinema/gsprodvideo.swf?flvFileName=gh3as_trailer&amp;ageCheck=no'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='opaque'&gt;&lt;param name='allowFullScreen' value='true' /&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src='http://www.gamestop.com/gs/gscinema/gsprodvideo.swf?flvFileName=gh3as_trailer&amp;ageCheck=no' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' allowFullScreen='true' width='375' height='281'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.gamestop.com/gs/gscinema/gsprodvideo.swf?flvFileName=gh3as_trailer&amp;ageCheck=no'&gt;GameStop - Guitar Hero: Aerosmith&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-3599712223999809213?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/3599712223999809213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=3599712223999809213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/3599712223999809213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/3599712223999809213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/05/guitar-hero-aerosmith.html' title='Guitar Hero: Aerosmith'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-1586723900117802228</id><published>2008-04-11T01:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T02:01:52.777-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Sleepless in Columbia</title><content type='html'>Ugh. It's 3:45 a.m. and I can't sleep. On top of this horrible headache, it's so stinkin' windy that I just can't get back to sleep. Instead of tossing and turning, I figured I might as well just surf a bit, maybe post on the blog, and get caught up on my email. So, here I sit, staring at the monitor, typing what seems coherent to me at this hour (hopefully, it makes some sense later). As I write, something in our back porch just toppled over. It's crap like that that's keeping me up. Oh well, enough griping for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bummed that we had to cancel FPU last night. There was a widespread power outage in the southern part of town that forced us to call it a night. Although some folks were upset, there was nothing we could do, and most of the couples that had kids and sitters, used this opportunity for date night. Can't really complain about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt and I enjoyed our evening. Sarah tagged along with us to Coldstone. We knew Kaleigh was working so we thought we'd crash and maybe take her up on the 'pregnant' woman discount she'd offered before. Sure enough, she was good on her word. I got me a little Mint Mint Chocolate Chocolate Chip in a waffle cone that hit the spot. Kaleigh was getting off work soon after, so we hung out for a bit to taxi her home later. Later because we had planned on grabbing a pizza and hanging at Sarah's for a while. No sense in ending the evening so short. Especially when Isa was enjoying her time with grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to Sarah's, we placed an order to Domino's so it'd be there shortly after our arrival. By that time, the power was back up and all was well in the world. Well, at least in south Columbia. Traffic lights were up and running so people could actually appear to know how to drive. Maybe it's just me, but it seems that drivers have forgotten how to operate a vehicle. Too many folks have forgotten what a red light means, especially in the turning lane. Most drivers don't even understand what 'Yield' means, especially at a round-a-bout, which annoys me to no end. And, to make things worse, with the power out last night, people forgot how to do the 4-way stop at an intersection with no lights. I guess they are just living up to the state's billing, the 'Show-Me' how-to-drive state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, even with the wind blowing, I think I'm gonna make an attempt at catching the early morning's z's. **Crossing my fingers .. **&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-1586723900117802228?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/1586723900117802228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=1586723900117802228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/1586723900117802228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/1586723900117802228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/04/sleepless-in-columbia.html' title='Sleepless in Columbia'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-8344005147501491452</id><published>2008-04-09T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T06:43:53.644-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Friendships</title><content type='html'>I was talking with a friend yesterday about her weekend. Her family had come into town for a few days and Matt and I were able to visit with them for a bit on Friday night. Anyway, my friend mentioned briefly a conversation she had with her mom. Her mom told her that she liked her friends and that our group is like a family. I couldn't agree more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom used to be concerned with us, with me, all alone in the Midwest with no family. It wasn't until she met my friends that she realized, we are just fine. She was glad that I had such great friends that really are like my extended family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold my friends dear to my heart. Since I've been away from my family, my friends are an important part of my life. It was that way in college and, even more so now that I'm married and have a family of my own. In fact, I sometimes think good friends should be cherished. It sounds cheesy, I know. But, family is supposed to like you. They're family after all. Friends, on the other hand, they hang out with you if they really like you, not because they have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's to all of my friends out there. I love you and pray that God pours His blessings on you. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-8344005147501491452?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/8344005147501491452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=8344005147501491452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/8344005147501491452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/8344005147501491452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/04/friendships.html' title='Friendships'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-123421987120375569</id><published>2008-04-03T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T11:24:57.762-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Walker'/><title type='text'>I'm thinking pink!</title><content type='html'>It's official. All facts point to one thing. A girl. That's right, we're having a girl. And we couldn't be more excited. Well, I know Isa's pretty excited. She's been wanting a little sister, and, well, now she's getting one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The baby's nice and healthy. She's in the 50% percentile in weight, which is roughly 1 lbs. right now. The heartbeat is good and strong. Her organs and bone structure were perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't stop smiling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-123421987120375569?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/123421987120375569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=123421987120375569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/123421987120375569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/123421987120375569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-thinking-pink.html' title='I&apos;m thinking pink!'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-5614432879809446066</id><published>2008-04-02T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T09:43:58.491-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Clippings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Why can't his happen where I work?</title><content type='html'>I've seen this clip before and I was reminded of it today. If you're at work and need a good laugh, you've come to the right place. I'm still waiting for something like this to happen where I work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width='375' height='281'&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://www.glumbert.com/embed/baddayoffice'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='opaque'&gt;&lt;param name='allowFullScreen' value='true' /&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src='http://www.glumbert.com/embed/baddayoffice' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' allowFullScreen='true' width='375' height='281'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.glumbert.com/media/baddayoffice'&gt;glumbert - Bad Day at the Office&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-5614432879809446066?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/5614432879809446066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=5614432879809446066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/5614432879809446066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/5614432879809446066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-cant-his-happen-where-i-work.html' title='Why can&apos;t his happen where I work?'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-4773891977697747157</id><published>2008-04-02T06:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T06:56:36.587-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familia'/><title type='text'>Tomorrow's the big day</title><content type='html'>I can't wait. Tomorrow is the day we find out whether we're having a little Ben or little Carmen. Yup. We have the names ready, just need to know which one we'll be using. It's something I've been looking forward to because I'm excited to see Isa's reaction. We've done everything we can to make her a part of the whole thing. We know it'll be a big change for her. She's going to go from being an only child to a big sister. Man, that's just crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you what, she's going to make a great big sister. She's already telling me all the things she's going to do to help me with the baby, like changing diapers, feeding and changing the baby's clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a call yesterday from the school we want Isa to go to. It's a Christian school that has an excellent academic record. We'd like to ensure that Isa is an environment that is not only challenging academically, but that her school takes a partnership role in her spiritual development as well. They informed us that they had an opening for her in their afternoon session, which is what we were hoping for, and that we need to schedule a meeting with the principal. I'm looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of changes coming our way this fall. A new baby, Isa's starting school, and I'm transitioning from fulltime work to a stay-at-home-mom. Fun times in the Walker household.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-4773891977697747157?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/4773891977697747157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=4773891977697747157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/4773891977697747157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/4773891977697747157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/04/tomorrows-big-day.html' title='Tomorrow&apos;s the big day'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-4873813914021482749</id><published>2008-03-31T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T10:13:36.600-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Clippings'/><title type='text'>What were they thinking?</title><content type='html'>As a graphic designer, I like to take a gander at CSS galleries and showcases to see what's going on in the web design world. Every once in a while, I'll come across a site that catches my eye. Not too long ago, a site caught my eye, but not for the reasons you would expect. After looking at the site for a few minutes, I couldn't help but think, "what were they thinking?" Here's a screen shot of the site I'm talking about. I'll be interested to see if anybody catches it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVTKdrDzy8g/R_EbNVa3utI/AAAAAAAAAh0/euQjmfDu7dw/s1600-h/ei_screen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVTKdrDzy8g/R_EbNVa3utI/AAAAAAAAAh0/euQjmfDu7dw/s400/ei_screen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183954561982249682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Note: In case you missed it, the logo looks awfully similar to particular part of a 2-piece bathing suit, specifically, a bikini bottom. Makes me laugh every time I see it. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-4873813914021482749?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/4873813914021482749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=4873813914021482749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/4873813914021482749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/4873813914021482749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-were-they-thinking.html' title='What were they thinking?'/><author><name>Emma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVTKdrDzy8g/R_EbNVa3utI/AAAAAAAAAh0/euQjmfDu7dw/s72-c/ei_screen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897244693512954222.post-1654608136156757960</id><published>2008-03-28T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T07:06:30.879-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>I'm so excited about this game</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="width:400px; height:326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=8594210286152794855&amp;hl=en" flashvars=""&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-1654608136156757960?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/1654608136156757960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=1654608136156757960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/1654608136156757960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/1654608136156757960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-so-excited-about-this-game.html' title='I&apos;m so excited about this game'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-4447429403398158798</id><published>2008-03-27T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T10:55:22.444-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>A wonderful man in my life</title><content type='html'>I was reminded just a bit ago, that I'm married to a wonderful man. We just spent our lunch break together, eating and just hanging out. We chatted about work, about Isa, and other stuff as it came up. And, as he dropped me off here at work and kissed me goodbye, I couldn't help but think about the fact that I really do enjoy spending time with him. He is truly my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the life of me, I can't figure how in the world God saw it fit to give me such a tremendous blessing. Lord knows I'm not perfect and will never be. Still, to be able to share my life with a man that has an honest, compassionate and sincere heart dumbfounds me. I tear up whenever I think about the man he is and is becoming; a man truly after God's own heart, truly committed to his family, a dear friend to many, and passionate about our financial ministry at the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of this, I am grateful to God. For all of this, I feel extremely blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-4447429403398158798?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/4447429403398158798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=4447429403398158798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/4447429403398158798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/4447429403398158798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/03/wonderful-man-in-my-life.html' title='A wonderful man in my life'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-4327073941201137867</id><published>2008-03-26T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T09:44:06.568-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fast Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Weird dreams</title><content type='html'>I've heard it said before, that weird dreams are usually a part of pregnancy. I can't recall any dreams out of the ordinary, if I can even say that, when I was pregnant with Isa. My memory isn't what it used to be so I'm guessing I had a few here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, however, I had a dream, or set of dreams that kept me from sleeping soundly. Not anything freaky or anything. They just got my mind racing. Of course, I'm not sure I would qualify the dreams as weird, but I wanted to mention them since they got my mind racing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my first dream of the set I believe was a direct result of me watching Raymond Blanc's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbcamerica.com/content/302/index.jsp"&gt;The Last Restaurant Standing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; last night before I went to bed. I'm addicted to the show, as with Gordon &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbcamerica.com/content/154/index.jsp"&gt;Ramsay's Kitchen Nightmares&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. So, in the dream, I was actually a part of the show, as the chef of one of the couples. I vividly remember discussing the menu and describing in detail some of the dishes I wanted to prepare. I woke up not too long after that thinking about the menu. Of course, it featured authentic Mexican dishes but presented in a modern way within the British background. It makes me laugh just thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've told Matt before that I would like to open a restaurant at some point in the future and give the Columbia folks a true Mexican treat. I love cooking for my friends and family and I've been thinking about how I can make the transition from home cook to commercial chef. Blanc's show has been quite enlightening in that regard. I assumed it's a tough transition, but the show has made it clear that I would require some serious training if I ever made that leap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second dream was an extension of the first. Almost like a continuation. I found myself going the catering route instead of becoming a restauranteur. Again, I discussed a similar menu and actually met with a potential client about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both dreams were very crazy but felt so real, I couldn't go back to sleep because my mind was going 100 mph over the menu and the little flavors each food item presented. Crazy. Maybe it's a hint of something to come. Or, it could just be that I got into the show. Who knows?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-4327073941201137867?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/4327073941201137867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=4327073941201137867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/4327073941201137867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/4327073941201137867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/03/weird-dreams.html' title='Weird dreams'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-6889930862148707718</id><published>2008-03-20T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T06:56:23.209-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>18 weeks and counting</title><content type='html'>I've officially entered my 18th week of pregnancy. I'm anxiously counting the weeks because my ultrasound appointment is just 2 short weeks away. That means, we're likely to find out what we're having. This is of course, assuming our baby isn't modest. I know with Isa, it took a while for her to get over her shyness. Just before the doctor gave up, she showed the world. It was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny, this pregnancy is not like my first. I'd have to say that the first time was much easier and I think for a lot of reasons. One, I was much more active at that time, playing softball and volleyball. Matt and I would head over to Oakland Park and play some frisbee golf. I can remember doing all 18 holes, than tapering back to 9, and finally, just however many I could do as the pregnancy neared the end. Because I was active then, I don't recall being so tired. Now, it only takes a walk to here and there and I'm worn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I was 6 years younger. I think age has a lot to do with how your body handles pregnancy. I know for me, all those years of beating up my body in sports is taking a toll. And pregnancy doesn't help. Back when I was pregnant with Isa, my knees weren't as bad and my back didn't bother me as much. Now, after being diagnosed with arthritis in my right knee and aggravating my back easily, it's made this pregnancy much more difficult, physically speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Matt assumed that I would take this pregnancy the same as the first. I don't think he gets that I'm more tired than the first. It kind of bothers me a bit. I mean, he calls me lazy now because I just don't have the energy to help around the house. Granted, I'm not as tired as I was just a few weeks ago, so I've been doing a bit more to help. Still, this pregnancy has been a bit more rough and I'd like for him to see that, or at least understand. I can't change that I suppose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-6889930862148707718?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/6889930862148707718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=6889930862148707718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/6889930862148707718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/6889930862148707718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/03/18-weeks-and-counting.html' title='18 weeks and counting'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-1322946949614092766</id><published>2008-03-11T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T11:06:53.497-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Reaching the fallen man</title><content type='html'>Matt and I had a great discussion last night about one of our pastor's quotes. The statement read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"As Christians we love talking about the benefits of the cross, but we are generally unwilling to grapple with the reality of the fall."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Rod Casey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The topic came up because we were talking about worrying. I'm the one in our relationship that doesn't worry. Matt tends to be the worrier. But, Matt said that he would get so frustrated growing up because he was a worrier. He also grew up in a good Christian home along with a devout extended family. He was made to feel like he didn't have adequate faith because he worried. In reality, we both agreed, that this has more to deal with the human factor than with lack of faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that Christians like to paint pretty pictures about our faith and life, and neglect the fallenness of man? Faith plays into both aspects, I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things that irks me is when the Christian community gets all up in arms about TV shows or movies or music that isn't necessarily ideal. You know what? Life on Earth isn't exactly ideal. And to complete dismiss secular media as lacking in any value or truth telling is detrimental to our purpose of reaching people for Christ. Sure, I'd like to see or listen to more values-based, family-centric media, but if we completely ignore that other side, how can we even attempt to reach those who aren't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth can be spoken in the secular as well, not just in the Christian form (whatever that means).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-1322946949614092766?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/1322946949614092766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=1322946949614092766' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/1322946949614092766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/1322946949614092766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/03/reaching-fallen-man.html' title='Reaching the fallen man'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-2564302744204791464</id><published>2008-03-10T08:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T08:19:20.530-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familia'/><title type='text'>Doting, doting and more doting</title><content type='html'>Sunday morning, Isa and I went to have breakfast at Bob Evans. I actually prefer a Cracker Barrel breakfast, but am not keen on the wait. So, Bob Evans is the next best choice for biscuits and gravy. I know, I'm Hispanic, but I love biscuits and gravy. Of course, if there was a local place that made great huevos rancheros or huevos con chorizo, I'd definitely be there. But no. Like most Mexican food in Columbia, if I want 'good' food, I have to cook it. And, Sunday morning, well, I just didn't feel like cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the first day in the last 4 or 5 that I actually felt normal. I had been fighting a sinus infection all that time and had the worst headaches I've had in a long  time. This along with all of the other pregnancy stuff made for an unpleasant week. Add to that, Isa being sick for a couple of days, and then Matt waking up with a horrible fever Saturday morning. Ugh, just not the greatest week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this Sunday, Isa and I splurged a bit. Just the girls, while daddy rested in bed at home. I could tell he was feeling better though 'cause he was joking while got ready to leave. I hate to see him sick so it was nice to see him smile and act like himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we arrived at Bob Evans, we were seated within 5 minutes. (That would never happen on a late Sunday morning at Cracker Barrel.) Of course, it didn't take long for the hostess and server to dote on Isa. It's something were used to now, but it still makes her feel great. Her lack of shyness and just shining personality don't help matters. She jokes with people and just gives them that cute little smile Matt and I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An older couple sitting near us played with her the entire meal. The older gentleman actually asked me if he could play with hr for a bit. After a quick yes, he leaned over and asked her if he could marry her. Isa quickly responded, "no." "Why not?" said the man. "Because, I'm not big enough," she responded. "Well," he continued, "can I be your boyfriend?" She smiled and said no. People at the other tables were already smiling and laughing at her smart remarks. She enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun morning just me and her. After breakfast, we made a quick run for some Gatorade and 7Up for Matt. I told Sarah, our good friend about the morning. She laughed and said something we need to remember when the new Walker arrives. She told us to keep in mind all the attention Isa gets now. Things will change with the new baby. I expect Isa to have some jealousy, but I think she'll do okay. She's really excited about having a little sister. Although, we've told her it might be a boy too. We'll see come August.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-2564302744204791464?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/2564302744204791464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=2564302744204791464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/2564302744204791464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/2564302744204791464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/03/doting-doting-and-more-doting.html' title='Doting, doting and more doting'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-8369358413711876859</id><published>2008-03-03T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T08:03:10.255-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Clippings'/><title type='text'>Funny email</title><content type='html'>I got this email from a teammate this morning. It's too funny to pass up on a Monday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,&lt;br /&gt;the courage to change the things I cannot accept,&lt;br /&gt;and the wisdom to hide the bodies of those people I had&lt;br /&gt;to kill today because they pissed me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, also help me to be careful of the toes I step on&lt;br /&gt;today as they may be connected to the ass that I may&lt;br /&gt;have to kiss tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me to always give 100% at work...&lt;br /&gt;12% on Monday&lt;br /&gt;23% on Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;40% on Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;20% on Thursday&lt;br /&gt;5% on Fridays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And help me to remember...&lt;br /&gt;When I'm having a really bad day, and it seems that&lt;br /&gt;people are trying to piss me off, that it takes 42 muscles&lt;br /&gt;to frown and only 4 to extend my middle finger and tell&lt;br /&gt;them to bite me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-8369358413711876859?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/8369358413711876859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=8369358413711876859' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/8369358413711876859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/8369358413711876859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/03/funny-email.html' title='Funny email'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-4832453225053996147</id><published>2008-02-20T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T09:11:41.931-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Week 14 couldn't come any sooner</title><content type='html'>Today, marks the beginning of my 14th week of pregnancy and the beginning of my 2nd trimester. As excited as I am about the new person growing inside of me, I couldn't wait to get to this point. To me, the 2nd trimester is the most exciting part of being pregnant. At this point, you are more likely done with the nausea and sickness, which, thank goodness, is the case for me. And, from my previous experience, the final trimester was more uncomfortable than enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this 14th week, if am finally feeling better and have actually enjoyed food (some food, not all). Which is more than I could say just a week ago. The fatigue is still here, but I can deal with it. I was just hoping the nausea would go away so I wouldn't have to resort to taking any more pills than I have to. I was merely holding on for the 14th week to see what was going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also excited about this stage of the pregnancy because I'll get to feel the baby for the first time in a few weeks and we'll get to see what we're having in early April. Matt and I really don't care what we have, as long as it's healthy and has 10 fingers and toes. Matt worries more about the baby being healthy because of his medical history, but I trust that God will take care of us regardless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been a little rough on me. Matt's been on a work trip since Sunday, thankfully returning tonight. I have to say, I am exhausted. Taking care of a 5-year old, 2 50-lbs dogs and the house work has left me pretty tired. I don't know how you it Natalie. And, work has been crazy busy with a handful of urgent projects along with lots of little ones that pop up. That's not even including my freelance work which has taken a hit. As soon as Matt gets home, I'll be glad to have someone to share the responsibilities with, and finally get some rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-4832453225053996147?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/4832453225053996147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=4832453225053996147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/4832453225053996147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/4832453225053996147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/02/week-14-couldnt-come-any-sooner.html' title='Week 14 couldn&apos;t come any sooner'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-6333230296303869897</id><published>2008-02-15T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T21:08:10.699-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Clippings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Money Clips</title><content type='html'>I happened across this clip on YouTube. It's the opening video our church used for a financial series titled "SmartMoney." If you're a Dave Ramsey fan, you can tell there's some influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nnjWcB0WmNU&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nnjWcB0WmNU&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="332"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-6333230296303869897?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/6333230296303869897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=6333230296303869897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/6333230296303869897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/6333230296303869897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-happened-across-this-clip-on-youtube.html' title='Money Clips'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-8307341151081503656</id><published>2008-02-08T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T08:17:43.759-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>The devastation at Union</title><content type='html'>Here are a few photos I've come across online that are a good representation of the damage at Union University after an F4 tornado tour through campus on Tuesday, February 5th around 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2257/2247680564_d6a0bf931f.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2257/2247680564_d6a0bf931f.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The building in this photo, Jennings Hall, marks the origin or touchdown of the tornado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2268/2247746303_3b4a5b2fe8.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2268/2247746303_3b4a5b2fe8.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clock tower, near Jennings Hall, marks the time the tornado came through the Union campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2068/2246855095_2ed8476d54.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2068/2246855095_2ed8476d54.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The men's dorm complex is located in the upper middle portion of this photo. The women's dorm is just opposite of it, toward the middle of the photo. The buildings are in a fan-like layout. Many of the individual buildings were completely destroyed, the rest have been tagged unlivable. The remains of the two larger buildings between the dorm complexes are the commons areas, men's and women's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt lived in the farthest right and bottom building in the men's complex for two semesters. His room was in the bottom floor closest to the parking lot, on the right. My dorm room, freshman year, is located in the second building to the right also at the farthest end from the commons on the second floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2142/2247464782_5b16200552.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2142/2247464782_5b16200552.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McAffee Complex that sustaing the least damage of the dorm complexes. My dorm room, from my sophomore year on, is in the building on the lower left. Looks like it made it through the storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2068/2246295240_62fa1292cc.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2068/2246295240_62fa1292cc.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't hit us until we started seeing photos of the students. Damage to buildings is one thing, but injured students is completely different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2155/2247680392_240d373e7c.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2155/2247680392_240d373e7c.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damage to student vehicles was extensive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-8307341151081503656?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/8307341151081503656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=8307341151081503656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/8307341151081503656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/8307341151081503656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/02/devastation-at-union.html' title='The devastation at Union'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-4996552417005715397</id><published>2008-02-06T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T08:04:44.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tornadoes ripped through my alma mater</title><content type='html'>It's just crazy. Matt and I watched video of our university's dorms absolutely devastated by last nights tornado in Jackson, TN. The main extent of the damage was in the dorm areas, although some administrative and classrooms were affected too. I found this clip of Union's president assessing the damage this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.livevideo.com/flvplayer/embed/8DB47752B4644B448299E03282882C5F" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" WIDTH="400" HEIGHT="332" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livevideo.com/video/embedLink/8DB47752B4644B448299E03282882C5F/522032/tenn-university-devastated-by.aspx"&gt;Tenn. university devastated by damage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-4996552417005715397?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/4996552417005715397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=4996552417005715397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/4996552417005715397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/4996552417005715397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/02/tornadoes-ripped-through-my-alma-mater.html' title='Tornadoes ripped through my alma mater'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-389887196088465305</id><published>2008-01-03T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T14:15:24.573-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familia'/><title type='text'>It's official ... August 16th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.babiesonline.com/pregnancy/monthbymonth/images/2Secondmonththumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.babiesonline.com/pregnancy/monthbymonth/images/2Secondmonththumb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had my first doctor appointment, with more to come, today. Matt and Isa came with me. It's important to me that Isa is a part of the process as much as possible. She was so excited while we were in the lobby, seeing all the women with babies in their tummies and then looking at me saying, "mommy, you have a baby in your tummy too." She's just precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they called my name, we made our way back to get some initial stuff taken care of. You know, the 100 questions about your medical history, checking blood pressure, weight, and height. I sometimes think I'm boring because my answers are nearly always no. When it comes to Matt, that's entirely the opposite. Most nurses we meet are intrigued by his medical past (and current), and this case was no exception. Especially considering the reason for my visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all of the measurements were made and questions answered, we were lead to a room in the back where you could see a small ultrasound machine. I told Matt yesterday that they would take a look at the baby. I was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited for just a few minutes when the doctor made her way in. This is only my second appointment with her (my previous OB/GYN retired) and she seemed great initially. She was very upbeat and obviously excited for us. She introduced herself to Isa and chatted with her for a bit about the baby. I like the fact that she took the time to do that. I really like this lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally got underway, and she brought a nurse in to assist with the ultrasound. Honestly, it's not a pleasant experience, seeing as they use a vaginal ultrasound on the initial visit. But, here's to 7 1/2 months of unpleasant experiences (I'm 7 weeks along), not counting post-partum of course. Right away you could see the cashew-shaped fetus with tiny heart beating. Isa got a real kick out of it. Matt and I did as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All looked well and the doctor sent me up for my labs and to schedule my 2 upcoming appointments. I have one every 4 weeks. But, April 3rd will be the much anticipated on of all. For me at least. That's the one where we get to see whether we're having a little Ben or little Carmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am, as of today, 7 weeks and 2 days pregnant. The due date is August 16th and that means I have a long summer ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-389887196088465305?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/389887196088465305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=389887196088465305' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/389887196088465305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/389887196088465305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-official-august-16th.html' title='It&apos;s official ... August 16th'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-1407827187013571992</id><published>2007-12-13T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T08:54:46.424-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familia'/><title type='text'>Oh, to have pants that fit</title><content type='html'>I've noticed over the last couple of weeks that my pants have been fitting a bit snug. I wasn't quite sure what to think yet. I haven't been eating more than usual, in fact, healthier than before. Well, maybe I'm retaining water, which I've never done before, but hey, there's a first time for everything, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, last Saturday I found out why. Of course, I was suspicious the Thursday before that because I missed my window. What's my window you say? Well, I have been tracking my monthly visitor each month for the last 6 to 7 months. That way I have a fairly good idea of when I'm about to start. It also puts me on alert with Matt. I know when I'll be extra nasty, so I try and watch myself. It's worked for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the window. I missed last week, no doubt. And, Saturday was my first opportunity to find out for sure. As the little blue plus symbol exposed itself on the little "pi" stick (that's what Matt calls it), I knew for sure. That's right. I'm pregnant. Matt was still sleeping as all this happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I ran to the desk across the house and grabbed a handful of blank note cards. Inspired by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love Actually&lt;/span&gt;, I wrote on each card, "Happy," "Early," "Christmas," "I'm pregnant!" I walked back into the bathroom and picked up the test stick. With note cards and stick in hand I knelt down by Matt to wait for him to wake up just a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I put the test stick down and got my notecards ready, it happened and I nudged him. He looked at me like "what the heck?" So, I showed him the notes, one by one. I could see his sleepiness was giving him some difficulty with the final card, so I put it down and picked up the test stick and showed it to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked at it, then at me, and gave me a teary smile. We held each other for a few minutes. Our lives are going to change, yet again. And we can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-1407827187013571992?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/1407827187013571992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=1407827187013571992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/1407827187013571992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/1407827187013571992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-to-have-pants-that-fit.html' title='Oh, to have pants that fit'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-2660340636675615719</id><published>2007-12-04T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T07:25:43.348-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Home with a sick child</title><content type='html'>No work for me today. At least not in the sense of my job work. I've got plenty to do here at home like washing dishes, finish the laundry, and pick up toys. Funny how the housework never ceases. There's always something to do. So, with my sick little girl watching cartoons to forget her puniness, I'm off to the call of chores. Until tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-2660340636675615719?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/2660340636675615719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=2660340636675615719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/2660340636675615719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/2660340636675615719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/12/home-with-sick-child.html' title='Home with a sick child'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-1991158404176083048</id><published>2007-11-15T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T11:13:48.234-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Feast at the Academy</title><content type='html'>Isa's &lt;a href="http://www.academycastle.com/"&gt;daycare&lt;/a&gt; had their annual Thanksgiving Feast today at lunch time. I was looking forward to it, because, over the last 2 years Isa's been enrolled there, the food has been excellent. Definitely up to par with the quality food prepared by families all across the country on this day of thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very tempted to stuff myself silly, but was able to muster up some self control and only eat smaller portions. On my drive back to work there was a pleasant sensation in my stomach. I was full enough to be satisfied, but not stuffed and bloated as is typical this time of year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to say a quick thanks to Miss Stephanie and Miss Zoe for all of the hard work they put in to make the Thanksgiving Feast great for the kids and their families.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-1991158404176083048?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/1991158404176083048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=1991158404176083048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/1991158404176083048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/1991158404176083048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanksgiving-feast-at-academy.html' title='Thanksgiving Feast at the Academy'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-1647719539624832291</id><published>2007-11-15T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T11:06:54.349-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>My thoughts on Assassin's Creed (Xbox 360)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.2404.org/wall_images/assassinscreed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.2404.org/wall_images/assassinscreed.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, we picked up this game yesterday anxious to see if it lived up to the hype. Reviews were split, some loved it and others were disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My take, it's awesome! I didn't get a chance to play until late last night and before I knew it, it was 3:45 a.m.. Reluctantly, I had to shut my 360 down and get some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things I like about this game. I'm not a big fan of sandbox games, I have to say, AC really appealed to me. You play a man in the future, who comes from a long line of assassins. A lab holds you prisoner and forces you to use a machine to tap into ancestral memories to locate something. Of course, they don't tell you what you're looking for and I'm not far enough into the game to even guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interaction with the environment is excellent. It reminds me of when Splinter Cell first came out, having the ability to scale walls and use beams and other objects to fulfill your purpose. But, AC goes even further with the crowd interaction and having the ability to either shove or gently push away people you come in contact with. Truly a gaming first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can really go on and on about the game, especially the controls, graphics, and the utter fact that you get to play an assassin in the Crusade world. It's just plain cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely recommend it and look forward to playing some more after work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-1647719539624832291?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/1647719539624832291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=1647719539624832291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/1647719539624832291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/1647719539624832291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-thoughts-on-assassins-creed-xbox-360.html' title='My thoughts on Assassin&apos;s Creed (Xbox 360)'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-789408808939417145</id><published>2007-11-13T09:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T10:02:26.703-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Are you sick of hearing about Britney and Kevin?</title><content type='html'>I know I am. And this morning, I couldn't have been more sure of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to CNN.com to get an update on what's going in the world around me. I look down the list of links in the Latest News section, and, to my utter disgust, there's an article about Britney Spears. Apparently there's a video that shows Britney running a red light. Not that it's not a bad thing, but is it front-page-latest-news worthy? I don't think so. I'm to the point now where I'm ready to boycott the mainstream news sites for this kind of crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVTKdrDzy8g/RznmjYyaBBI/AAAAAAAAAdg/u7dWI7q7OxI/s1600-h/cnn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVTKdrDzy8g/RznmjYyaBBI/AAAAAAAAAdg/u7dWI7q7OxI/s400/cnn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132386745989071890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if anyone has any suggestions on reliable news sites I can check out where I'm not going to get bombarded by celebrity crap, please, please let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-789408808939417145?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/789408808939417145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=789408808939417145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/789408808939417145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/789408808939417145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/11/are-you-sick-of-hearing-about-britney.html' title='Are you sick of hearing about Britney and Kevin?'/><author><name>Emma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVTKdrDzy8g/RznmjYyaBBI/AAAAAAAAAdg/u7dWI7q7OxI/s72-c/cnn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897244693512954222.post-2405704110188814568</id><published>2007-11-12T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T10:04:48.363-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><title type='text'>When I Say, "I Am A Christian"</title><content type='html'>Piet, our pastor, quoted this poem at the service yesterday. I think it's right on as far as how I feel about my beliefs and what non-believers should know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;When I Say, "I Am A Christian"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say, "I am a Christian,"  I'm not shouting, "I've been saved!"&lt;br /&gt;I'm whispering, "I get lost!  That's why I chose this way"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say, "I am a Christian,"  I don't speak with human pride&lt;br /&gt;I'm confessing that I stumble-needing God to be my guide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say, "I am a Christian,"  I'm not trying to be strong&lt;br /&gt;I'm professing that I'm weak and pray for strength to carry on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say, "I am a Christian," I'm not bragging of success&lt;br /&gt;I'm admitting that I've failed and cannot ever pay the debt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say, "I am a Christian,"  I don't think I know it all&lt;br /&gt;I submit to my confusion asking humbly to be taught&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say, "I am a Christian," I'm not claiming to be perfect&lt;br /&gt;My flaws are far too visible but God believes I'm worth it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say, "I am a Christian,"  I still feel the sting of pain&lt;br /&gt;I have my share of heartache which is why I seek His name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say, "I am a Christian,"  I do not wish to judge&lt;br /&gt;I have no authority--I only know I'm loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style:"font-size:10px;"&gt;Copyright 1988 Carol Wimmer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-2405704110188814568?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/2405704110188814568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=2405704110188814568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/2405704110188814568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/2405704110188814568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/11/when-i-say-i-am-christian.html' title='When I Say, &quot;I Am A Christian&quot;'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-7457387203245667250</id><published>2007-11-09T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T08:54:08.265-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Life happens</title><content type='html'>We're all familiar with the phrase "life is hard." In fact it is. Sometimes more than others, but in general, life has a tendency to throw you lemons. All that remains is how you respond and react. I firmly believe that if life weren't hard we wouldn't need God. People have a tendency to ignore God when things are good, but, when times are tough, really tough, it's all you can do to keep on. Our saving grace is falling on our knees and asking for grace and peace and comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom just called, and she's at that place in her life. The month of October has been difficult for my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We almost lost my abuelita, and she was ready to go. She had a peace about where she was at and where things could go. You can't help but be in awe about it. After my abuelita recovered, praise God, we then had to deal with the wildfires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 'we' I mean my brother, Henry and his girlfriend, Vanessa. At one point, they were packed up and ready leave their apartment. The fire came within 200 feet of their place, but was pushed back by the hardworking firefighters. My brother admired them and praised them for the dedication and diligence they displayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More recently, just this past week, my tia (aunt) Maria Elena, my mom's older sister, was apparetnly knocked down by a group of skaters and suffered a head injury. She was taken to the emergency room because of hemorrhaging. My mom's heart broke as she saw her laying in the hospital bed, head swollen and tubes. My tia has lost a lot of weight too, being a single mom, trying to raise 3 boys, who are now men who could care less for her and her situation. They've basically run her ragged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hear my mom's heartbreak on the phone is, just plainly, hard. I want to just reach over and hold her and cry with her. But, all I can do is listen and pray that God will comfort her and my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going out there for Christmas in a few weeks. My heart is anxious and excited all at the same time. I really don't know what the trip will be like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-7457387203245667250?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/7457387203245667250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=7457387203245667250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/7457387203245667250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/7457387203245667250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/11/life-happens.html' title='Life happens'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-3136346122660397124</id><published>2007-11-07T07:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T08:21:44.339-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Unconditional respect?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.vendorhouse.com/products/img/pic410273-detail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.vendorhouse.com/products/img/pic410273-detail.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I recently started reading a book by Dr. Emerson Eggerichs called Love &amp; Respect. I'm only a few chapters in, but I have to say that it's the best book I've read all year. It is challenging me and my beliefs about a godly marriage and what it means to be a godly wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tempted to include excerpt after excerpt from the book, but I'd end up posting most of the book. What I do want to include is the verse the book begins with that is overlooked by most men and women of the church. At least until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The verse comes from Ephesians and goes as follows:&lt;br /&gt;"However, each one of you also must love his wife as he loves himself, and the wife must respect her husband." 5:33 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most women undestand that, in marriage, love must come unconditionally. In reality, it's not that difficult a concept to grasp. Even men get that. But, if you notice, girls, we're not called to love our husbands unconditionally, we're called to &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;respect&lt;/span&gt; our husbands unconditionally. I had a difficult time with this. I mean, we're taught that respect is earned, not just given freely. But, in the marriage commitment, we are called to respect our husbands, regardless. Heck, we expect our husbands to love us regardless of our failures and shortcomings, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it. It would absolutely break our hearts at the thought that our husbands don't love us. To a man, respect works the same way. They know deep down that we love them, but respect them? According to Dr. Eggerichs, that is the man's greatest fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might not agree with Dr. Eggerichs, so here's an excerpt of how this plays out in a typical marriage:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Crazy Cycle often starts when women start scolding in their homes. The word scold is often associated with mothers bawling out their children; the dictionary definition, however, says that scolding means to reprimand or criticize harshly and usually angrily and even openly. When a wife comes at a husband with repeated reprimands and "scolding," this is a surefire way not only to annoy him but to treat him with disrespect. Wives, however, tend not to see this. As mothers, correction is a part of their maternal nature. Unfortunately, they tend to mother their husbands also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a wife scolds her husband, she's only trying to help correct things, to keep things on an even keel. And there is no doubt at times men need this kind of help. But when a man begins to feel that what his wife is saying reduces him to a child being scolded, there can be trouble. He doesn't necessarily see his wife's heart; he only hears her words, which are saying that she's looking down on him. To paraphrase Proverbs, he would rather live in the wilderness than with this irritating woman. While many wives do not intend to be disrespectful, they appear that way to their husbands, and their husbands take refuge in stonewalling them."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-3136346122660397124?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/3136346122660397124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=3136346122660397124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/3136346122660397124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/3136346122660397124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/11/unconditional-respect.html' title='Unconditional respect?'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-4931827025307433323</id><published>2007-11-05T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T06:58:24.209-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guitar Hero III'/><title type='text'>Quick notes..</title><content type='html'>Quick notes is simply a collection of ramblings about whatever the heck is on my mind. It might be confusing, but I'm just writing what comes to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rumors about Joe Torre were validated late last week as news of his signing through 2010 for $13 million filled the airwaves and Internet. Great news for Dodger fans, like me. Finally, a top caliber manager running the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was great. We did absolutely nothing. I had the girls (from MBS) over Friday night for some food and Guitar Hero III. Jennifer and Jenny got into it. Saturday, Matt, me, and Isa just sat around the house watched TV, played together, and did nothing, all day. It was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Sunday, we attended a great service at Woodcrest. They started a new series called Sex, Drugs, and I Want Control. You hardly ever hear churches deal with the issues of sex and drugs head on. Well, Woodcrest isn't your typical church. The dove right into a topic that needs to be talked about, especially today. The main ideas from the service, sex was designed by God for a man and woman to enjoy, not just to procreate, and that it was intended within the marriage commitment. Next weekend, they're tackling the subject of drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chiefs almost pulled it out yesterday. Almost, but the great Brett Favre stole the show. The Packers are having a great season, and I was torn between who to root for. I respect Favre and am a Chiefs fan. While I don't like to see the Chiefs lose, I like that Favre and the Packers won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More football, the Colts and Patriots match up lived up to it's billing. The game went back and forth, and, in the end, Brady came out on top. I like both teams, and think that these two teams will meet again in the post-season.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-4931827025307433323?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/4931827025307433323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=4931827025307433323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/4931827025307433323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/4931827025307433323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/11/quick-notes.html' title='Quick notes..'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-6562702612517536717</id><published>2007-10-31T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T07:40:23.478-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumors'/><title type='text'>Rumor Mill: Joe Torre in Dodger blue?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://msnbcmedia3.msn.com/j/msnbc/Components/Photos/040218/040218_joeTorre_vmed_4p.widec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://msnbcmedia3.msn.com/j/msnbc/Components/Photos/040218/040218_joeTorre_vmed_4p.widec.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rumors that former Yankee manager Joe Torre making the move from east coast to west coast are rampant. With no confirmation from Torre's manager, it has been reported that the former Bronx Bomber skipper has been offered Grady Little's job. The rumor flames were fanned yesterday as Little put in his official resignation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I would love to see Torre in LA. It's been a long time since we've had a top caliber manager as Torre. I think since Tommy Lasorda. The Dodgers have been in the playoff hunt for years, but have fallen short many times. I think Torre can change that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note:&lt;br /&gt;As I read one of the articles on ESPN's website, I noticed an ad that seemed a bit off. It's quite funny actually. Can you tell what's off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVTKdrDzy8g/RyiTv-txqhI/AAAAAAAAAdI/DHtjnytrFys/s1600-h/espn_funnyad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVTKdrDzy8g/RyiTv-txqhI/AAAAAAAAAdI/DHtjnytrFys/s400/espn_funnyad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127510628259441170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-6562702612517536717?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/6562702612517536717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=6562702612517536717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/6562702612517536717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/6562702612517536717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/10/rumor-mill-joe-torre-in-dodger-blue.html' title='Rumor Mill: Joe Torre in Dodger blue?'/><author><name>Emma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVTKdrDzy8g/RyiTv-txqhI/AAAAAAAAAdI/DHtjnytrFys/s72-c/espn_funnyad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897244693512954222.post-6505668368803333573</id><published>2007-10-30T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T11:24:00.111-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guitar Hero III'/><title type='text'>Gamerpalooza</title><content type='html'>The weekend and, what we have lovingly dubbed, Gamerpalooza, is over. We had gamer friends Mike and Kimiko (aka Solid Mu) come in this weekend from Indiana to join us for a video game concert at Jesse Auditorium called Video Games Live. For those of who don't play video games, there is a lot of work that goes into making a game, especially a good one. And, believe it or not, there are actual music composers and songwriters that use their skill and talent to create music for video games. It's definitely an unappreciated field, with the exception of gamers of course. But that concert wasn't until Sunday evening, and Mike and Kimiko arrived at our place on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Corny Scary Movie Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike and Kimiko arrived late Friday evening exhausted from an expected 7-hour drive that accumulated 2 hours due to St. Louis traffic and accidents on Interstate 70. Still, the couple looked forward to joining us for our planned events that night. The guys went off to Booches, a local pub in downtown Columbia that has great hamburgers and chili. And, Kimiko and I met up with the girls at Sarah's house for Corny Scary Movie Night. We arrived in the middle of Shawn of the Dead, which was entertaining, to say the least. We then watched Halloween 2 and clips of Creepshow 2 while enjoying yummy-not-so-good-for-you snacks. We threw in a bit of Guitar Hero 2 also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived home at about 1:30 a.m. The guys had just finished up some Halo 3 gaming. Matt, me, Mike and Kimiko sat in the living room and talked until 3:30 a.m. After hanging with them for just a few hours, we thoroughly enjoyed Mike and Kimiko's company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Saturday Night Lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday started off a bit late. I woke up about 10:30 a.m. and put on a pot of coffee. After chatting with Mike and Kimiko, I made up a quick breakfast of scrambled eggs, turkey bacon and toast. We then headed into the living room and began our first gaming session of the day. We started off with some Guitar Here II and finished off with some Halo 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 3:00 p.m., Matt and I got up to start on the Carne Asada meal planned for linner (lunch, dinner). We were expecting a few more friends for great food, drink, and fun. Everyone started arriving around 4:30 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 6:00 p.m. we all discussed heading to Woodcrest (our church) that evening. They were highlighting a special service called Creative Arts Weekend, a combination of music and drama to tell a story. After a bit of talking, we all decided to head to the 6:30 p.m. service. That way, we could get back home in time to play and not have to worry about getting up early on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The service was excellent! The music was wonderfully written and performed and the video was a great addition to the show. Mike and Kimiko are musically inclined so they enjoyed themselves. I took them over to Kidcrest after the service to show them around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the tour, we headed back to our place. Sarah and Chris joined us. We played Halo 3 until about 2:00 a.m., when Sarah and Chris had to go home to let their puppy out. Mike headed to bed at that point. But, Matt, me and Kimiko stayed up to play some more. We nearly completed the game, with one level remaining when we looked up at the clock. It was 7:00 a.m.! We went to bed at that point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Columbia Experience&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning was off to a later start than the previous day. I woke up at 12:30 p.m. I think Matt and Kimiko were up at about 10:30 a.m. (crazies). We chatted a bit and nibbled on some snacks. Around 2:30 p.m. we headed over to meet Sarah and Chris at Shakespeare's (the new location). We ate and talked for over an hour and stopped by Best Buy on our way over to Matt's mom's house. She was going to watch Isa so we could to the show this evening. We grabbed the Guitar Hero III bundle that included the game and the new wireless guitar. Now, Matt and I could play together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hoped we'd have some time to play before the concert, but after dropping off Isa it was way too late. Mike and Kimiko were going to volunteer to help at the show and needed to be there no later than 5:30 p.m. We arrived and they headed off to their assigned spots and Matt and I hung out and watched the local crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt caught a glimpse of an arcade that had Space Invaders, a game he loved as a little boy. So, he headed off in that direction. I walked around and took pictures of the people in costumes. I figured it would be great for Matt and Todd to put up on Short Attention Gamer. We ran into a woman who was nuts about Halo 3. So nuts, that she actually had a tattoo of Master Chief, the main character, on her arm. I'll include photos a bit later so you can see it for yourself. Man, is she dedicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Video Games Live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we had enough of the madness in the lobby, we made our way to the auditorium and found our seats up in the balcony. We could see the blank big screen and the orchestra and choir preparing for the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evening was great. We were taken through the evolution of gaming music from basic bleeps and blops to the symphonic arrangement of the Halo trilogy. Also featured that night was a phenomenal piano player named Martin Leung. This young phenom played the greats, Nintendo and Final Fantasy. Many in the YouTube community know his as the Video Game Pianist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was capped off by the 3-part arrangement from the Halo trilogy. This was outstanding. The combination of instruments and choir singers was just incredible. It's definitely something all gamers should see and experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Side note: Matt missed winning the Space Invaders competition by 130 points.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, we walked over to MSTA, where Matt and Todd work, and also do their podcast (Short Attention Gamer). Kimiko wanted to see the setup. Once there, we took pictures of Mike and Kimiko pretending to be Matt and Todd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then headed home and played Guitar Hero III. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Note: They've been having issues with the guitar, and, just our luck, the green button on our guitar didn't work. Luckily, Mike and Kimiko brought theirs. Crisis averted.&lt;/span&gt; Off to bed about 3:00 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Farewell Stinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning Matt and I called into work. I was going to take the morning off and head in later. Matt, was feeling off and on all weekend so he just stayed home. After a bit of chatting and farewells, Mike and Kimiko got in their car and headed back home to Indiana. You could actually feel a let down in our house. Matt, me and Isa were a bit saddened that they had to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about meeting up again in St. Louis when VGL is there in January. Time to put it into the budget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-6505668368803333573?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/6505668368803333573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=6505668368803333573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/6505668368803333573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/6505668368803333573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/10/gamerpalooza.html' title='Gamerpalooza'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-5921583489274811257</id><published>2007-10-25T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T08:27:04.993-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familia'/><title type='text'>Scope of the damage</title><content type='html'>Henry and Vanessa are fine. Their apartment was spared from the charred mess the fires have left in their wake. The fires are still burning, but for now, my family is out of harm's way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to OC Register's website this morning to get some updates. I came across the map of the area where the fires have been burning. I just can't believe the damage. I remember driving down Santiago Canyon Road many times for practice and to visit my sister Vero in Corona. The hills were beautiful and made for a much nicer drive than taking the freeway. Now, the hills are just black and some are still burning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to give you guys a better idea, I've included the Google Map of the affected area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;IFRAME marginWidth=0 marginHeight=0 src="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;msid=107327873899641045650.00043d1de33aaa4eb6ffb&amp;amp;om=1&amp;amp;ll=33.716608,-117.675847&amp;amp;spn=0.117082,0.181444&amp;amp;output=embed&amp;amp;s=AARTsJqlNG1C3wIv3fC2fE4yDDWqd1xD-w" frameBorder=0 width=450 scrolling=no height=281&gt;&lt;/IFRAME&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;SMALL&gt;&lt;A style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,255); TEXT-ALIGN: left" href="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;msid=107327873899641045650.00043d1de33aaa4eb6ffb&amp;amp;om=1&amp;amp;ll=33.716608,-117.675847&amp;amp;spn=0.117082,0.181444&amp;amp;source=embed"&gt;View Larger Map&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SMALL&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry and Vanessa live in Portola Hills, just at the edge of the fires. Talk about a close call. Praise God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-5921583489274811257?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/5921583489274811257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=5921583489274811257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/5921583489274811257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/5921583489274811257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/10/scope-of-damage.html' title='Scope of the damage'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-795022071648459917</id><published>2007-10-24T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T07:34:06.906-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the Day'/><title type='text'>Quote for the day</title><content type='html'>Today's quote of the day comes from George Washington:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Associate with men of good quality if you esteem your own reputation;&lt;br /&gt;for it is better to be alone than in bad company."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-795022071648459917?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/795022071648459917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=795022071648459917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/795022071648459917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/795022071648459917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/10/quote-for-day.html' title='Quote for the day'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-7539439070722144274</id><published>2007-10-24T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T07:05:37.337-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stupid People'/><title type='text'>Prayers for the burned west coast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ocregister.com/newsimages/more_news/2007/10/fire.7.p1024.sz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.ocregister.com/newsimages/more_news/2007/10/fire.7.p1024.sz.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px; color:#666;"&gt;Photo: Steve Zylius, The Orange County Register&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure most of you are aware of the craziness going on in California. If not, wildfires have burned much of the west coast leaving charred remains of land and homes in its wake from Los Angeles to San Diego. In the middle of that is Orange County, where I was born and raised. My family still lives there. And when news broke out about the fires in OC I immediately logged on to &lt;a href="http://www.ocregister.com/"&gt;OCregister's&lt;/a&gt; website to get some more information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read that one of the fires was burning awfully close to my brother's apartment. I grabbed my phone and called Henry to see if he was okay and to get some more information. He said he and Vanessa, his girlfriend, were on alert and had their bags packed and ready to go. The flames had burned a mere 200 feet from his apartment when they were pushed back by firefighters. Still, there is always the threat that the Santa Ana winds could blow their direction. He told me to call our parents later for more information, since that's the place they would go for shelter. Our parents only live a few miles away but aren't in any danger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to my mom this morning and she said Henry was fine and they didn't have to evacuate last night. But, mom and dad were ready if they needed to get out. She said the worst part, this morning, is that the smoke is blowing into their house. It could be worse I suppose. She said that last night her and my dad walked over to the park a few houses down and watched the flames slowly creep up Saddleback mountain. She said the orange glow looked like a snake as it made it's way up the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Side note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I made my way to work this morning, I was listening to Kid Craddock on Y107, a local radio station, as they talked about the wildfires. They made a few insensitive jokes about it and just talked about the celebrities who were losing their homes to the fires. Tom Hanks is the one I remember. But, I was struck by the utter lack of compassion and sensitivity these dj's displayed. They did mention that it was 'bad' what was going on over there. But, to crack the jokes they did is just plain stupid. Local dj's don't crack jokes when people lose their homes from tornadoes. But, they get tornadoes and understand that scenario. Hey, I grew up in California, and I understood two things, wildfires and earthquakes. I was really irked by these morons (can you tell?) and wish I'd had the opportunity to put them in their place (of course, it's not my place). All that just to make themselves appear to be funny. Well, I've got news for ya Kid Craddock, you're not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-7539439070722144274?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/7539439070722144274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=7539439070722144274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/7539439070722144274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/7539439070722144274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/10/prayers-for-burned-west-coast.html' title='Prayers for the burned west coast'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-6178215991037164263</id><published>2007-10-23T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T14:54:13.106-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guitar Hero III'/><title type='text'>Good news gaming buddies..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/9/93/Guitar-hero-iii-cover-image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/9/93/Guitar-hero-iii-cover-image.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I read some great news today (I know it's late) that my gaming buddies will be more than happy to know. Yup, we rock out frequently to the original Guitar Hero and Guitar Hero II (well, as much rocking as could be expected, but hey, it's better than playing air!). Anyway, with the release date for Guitar Hero III just a few days away, RedOctane IS releasing a version for the PS2. We originally thought only the newest consoles (PS3, Xbox 360, Nintendo Wii) were privied to the awesomeness of Guitar Hero III, but no. So, friends, Kaleigh, Hannah and Ryan, on October 28th we'll be rocking, together! Yea!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-6178215991037164263?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/6178215991037164263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=6178215991037164263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/6178215991037164263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/6178215991037164263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/10/good-news-gaming-buddies.html' title='Good news gaming buddies..'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-7789277821789550083</id><published>2007-10-23T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T10:01:45.956-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yamato'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Fun evening with Japanese drummers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.maj.org/P2008/Yamato_poster_435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.maj.org/P2008/Yamato_poster_435.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night, the family headed over to Jesse Auditorium (MU) to watch the Drummers of Japan perform. Officially known as &lt;a href="http://www.yamato.jp/english/main-e/main-flame-e.htm"&gt;Yamato: Drummers of Japan&lt;/a&gt;, this group of talented musicians were simpy amazing. The evening began with the resonating percussion of the odaiko, a "big, fat drum" made from a huge tree more than 400 years old, and continued for an hour long display of technical skill, strength and musical chemistry. If you haven't seen these folks perform, I'd highly recommend it. Even Isa enjoyed herself. She was especially fond of the crowd participation requested by the drummers to compliment the show and the bit of humor and personality displayed. These weren't the stoic, serious Japanese bores, in fact, they blended precision with playfulness and enjoyment. Truly made for a fun family evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record, I wasn't too excited about it. It was Matt's suggestion and a good one at that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-7789277821789550083?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/7789277821789550083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=7789277821789550083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/7789277821789550083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/7789277821789550083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/10/fun-evening-with-japanese-drummers.html' title='Fun evening with Japanese drummers'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-3308628228353152491</id><published>2007-10-23T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T10:08:37.944-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dave Ramsey'/><title type='text'>College and debt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.atlantachristianweb.com/images/Author%20pics/Dave%20Ransey%20blue%20shirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.atlantachristianweb.com/images/Author%20pics/Dave%20Ransey%20blue%20shirt.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, most of you know that I'm a big fan of &lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/" title="Dave Ramsey - Life. Money. Hope."&gt;Dave Ramsey&lt;/a&gt;. It's safe to say that Matt and I have bought in to his message and drink the Kool-aid. And, quite honestly, it tastes so sweet. In the few years that we've been on the DR plan, we're moving closer and closer to what DR calls financial peace. In fact, we get to feel it every once in a while whenever emergencies arise simply by having the cash to keep Murphy in his place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I admire Dave Ramsey, I'm a bit disappointed in him. What? Me? That's right. Let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave offers youth his financial curriculum to help them learn money management tools that's not sponsored by a bank or credit card company. Isn't that crazy? That public schools allow companies like Visa to teach our kids how to handle money. And, we allow it. So, I was excited when I learned that DR has his own curriculum that comes from a consumer perspective, not some financial institution that benefits from teaching kids to borrow money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt and I had the privilege of sitting in one the sessions at our church who are offering &lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/hope/youth/" title="Financial Peace for the Next Generation"&gt;Financial Peace for the Next Generation&lt;/a&gt;. The video series is the same as &lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/fpu/home/" title="Financial Peace University"&gt;Financial Peace University&lt;/a&gt; but with youth-oriented intro music and graphics. The workbook questions are also geared more for that age group. But, and that's a big but. I'm disappointed that the actual video content isn't geared to youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't watched any of the video lessons, there are a few things that these kids mentioned in the small group session following the clip, and I have to say that I feel their concerns are valid. Here's what the kids say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What's with the audience of 'old' people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the question that kicked off the small group session. And, to be honest, how are kids gonna relate to these lessons when the material is obviously aimed at an older audience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;It seems some of the content is geared more for older folks, what applies to me and what doesn't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This question followed the first. I have to agree. Although most of the content is useful, the fact that you can tell DR isn't speaking to youth can inhibit the learning process. These are youth, they're not thinking about marriage and mortgage debt. It's good to know, but it's not geared to their specific concerns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I love DR, I think these concerns should be addressed. Especially if these kids are going to be reached before the credit sharks get to them. How can the curriculum be changed to more effectively reach youth? These are my suggestions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Create a video series specifically targeting youth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That includes Dave addressing an audience of kids and their specific concerns, which include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;In depth discussion about student loans and alternatives to borrowing money.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Less discussion about marriage and money, but addressing how money plays an important role in relationships.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why credit scores matter and don't.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Teach the &lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/etc/lms/drive_free/" title="Drive Free. Retire Rich."&gt;Drive Free, Retire Rich&lt;/a&gt; principle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that this will happen, but I think it's important to reach youth at their level. Don't you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-3308628228353152491?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/3308628228353152491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=3308628228353152491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/3308628228353152491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/3308628228353152491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/10/college-and-debt.html' title='College and debt'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-5754339895719795703</id><published>2007-10-18T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T09:14:56.525-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cultural Commentary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stupid People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Nearly half of Americans caught in media spin</title><content type='html'>I have to say, Americans quite gullible when it comes to politics and the economy. Most of them believe the hype the media creates on a daily basis. And today, I have proof. The CNN Political Ticker posted today that Nearly half think U.S. in recession. Three questions the article never cleared up, and it's a fricking news site: 1) Do the Americans polled know what a recession is?, 2) Why divide the results by only black and white Americans?, 3) This topic belongs in the business section of the site, so why is it in politics? I can answer these questions and I'm not a journalist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, if you look at the economy from a neutral perspective. Not republican or democrat, the economy is doing well. Aside from the subprime crap, people can still get mortgages, credit card debt is still growing (which means people are spending), and my 401k is going up in value, not down. Of course, the media will tell you the economy stinks and that it's George Bush's fault. That's about as true as me saying I'm white. I smell an election year, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, leave it to the media to play the race card. And, where the heck is the hispanic consensus? If you're going to claim to be fair, make sure that an accurate perspectus is represented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I know it's an election year by the hint that the economy is in a recssion. No president has sole control over the state of the economy, only the amount of debt we go into or get out of (in Bush's case, definitely in). And, I don't think that'll change if a democrat gets voted into office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, I hate to talk politics. But when it comes to inaccuracy from a news site, well, it just ticks me off. I suppose it's to be expected, especially from the Clinton News Network*, er, I mean CNN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://politicalticker.blogs.cnn.com/2007/10/18/poll-nearly-half-think-us-in-recession/"&gt;Nearly half think U.S. in recession&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*That's what my Army buddy called it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-5754339895719795703?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/5754339895719795703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=5754339895719795703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/5754339895719795703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/5754339895719795703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/10/nearly-half-of-americans-caught-in.html' title='Nearly half of Americans caught in media spin'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-2002887824333639698</id><published>2007-10-17T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T07:11:07.848-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dave Ramsey'/><title type='text'>Dave's right, cash is king</title><content type='html'>I saw this article on CNNmoney this morning that reinforced Dave Ramsey's message of being debt free, even in business. Money Magazine editor Michael Sivy highlighted four American businesses that will beat the recent credit crunch. Which businesses did he mention? Staples, Johnson &amp; Johnson, Illinois Tool Works, and Microsoft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With banks and lenders tightening up their wallets, companies that rely heavily on credit for growth are having a tough time acquiring capital. "By contrast, businesses with plenty of cash or pristine balance sheets that make them attractive borrowers will be able to expand, acquire weaker players and take advantage of other opportunities."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's exactly where these four companies fall. They have little debt, with the exception of Microsoft with none, and have tremendous growth potential as a result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me cash isn't king..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://money.cnn.com/2007/10/16/pf/credit_crunch_stocks.moneymag/index.htm?section=money_pf"&gt;4 bargains that can beat the credit crunch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-2002887824333639698?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/2002887824333639698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=2002887824333639698' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/2002887824333639698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/2002887824333639698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/10/daves-right-cash-is-king.html' title='Dave&apos;s right, cash is king'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-8853231728283487875</id><published>2007-10-15T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T09:36:03.533-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Journaling</title><content type='html'>I was encouraged by our Recovery class leaders to start journaling. According to Dana and Kim, journaling will help us identify and process through feelings we experience throughout the day or in the past. As a warning, I'll be doing some of that on my blog as I think about things. What happens a lot, for me at least, is that I think about things and need to write it down, but I'm at work. So, the easiest way for me to process is this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to initiate this whole journaling process with my thoughts on this weekend's service at church. Piet kicked off a 2-part series on trust, titled The Speed of Trust, that spoke to my core. Piet talked about how trust is built in relationships and how it's directly linked to being a person of integrity. The message gave me so much to think about in terms of integrity, character and competency. The latter two being keys to defining a person of integrity. Piet challenged us to be more proactive about becoming people of character and competency. To be proactive about how that all plays out in our daily lives. From waking up in the morning to the alarm clock, eating breakfast, spending some time with God, and so on. Piet talked about how easy it is for us to break commitments to ourselves and how broken promises are hindering our development of integrity in our lives. He definitely gave enough for people to chew on and process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piet reinforced his message with a verse that fit perfectly into all of this.&lt;br /&gt;"Do not merely listen to the word, and so deceive yourselves. Do what it says." (James 1:22 NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend's message: &lt;a href="http://www.woodcrest.org/images/stories/podcasts/2007-10-14.mp3"&gt;The Speed of Trust&lt;/a&gt;, Pieter van Waarde (mp3)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-8853231728283487875?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/8853231728283487875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=8853231728283487875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/8853231728283487875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/8853231728283487875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/10/journaling.html' title='Journaling'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-8489036630878960153</id><published>2007-10-15T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T08:48:46.191-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familia'/><title type='text'>Mi abuela (update) 2</title><content type='html'>Great news! My abuelita is out of ICU, breathing on her own, and talking. Praise God! I know I have friends out there that have been praying for her. Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-8489036630878960153?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/8489036630878960153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=8489036630878960153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/8489036630878960153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/8489036630878960153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/10/mi-abuela-update-2.html' title='Mi abuela (update) 2'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-640698507712904829</id><published>2007-10-12T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T07:29:47.771-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>When life happens</title><content type='html'>I got up late this morning and had to rush to work. I was listening to the local DJ on the way and zoned out in the conversation. I pulled into the parking lot and found a great spot. Not princess parking, but not crappy either. I work for a large company so finding a close space is great. Anyway, I pulled into the space and listened to the DJ chatting with his co-host as I gathered my stuff to take into the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all my stuff together, I got out of the car, locked and closed the door. As soon as I did, I noticed that the car was still running. "Oh no," I thought. Not only did I leave the keys in the ignition, but I left the car running as well. I couldn't believe it. How in the world...? Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing is that Matt has to come through this way on his way to drop off Isa at daycare. So, I called him and told him what happened. He laughed and said he'd come by in a bit. I knew it would be a while so I ran into work to check email and tell the boss why I was late. I grabbed some coffee as well (it's chilly outside today).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt did come by a little later and I was able to get my keys out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-640698507712904829?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/640698507712904829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=640698507712904829' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/640698507712904829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/640698507712904829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/10/when-life-happens.html' title='When life happens'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-6254754579339951948</id><published>2007-10-12T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T07:19:16.298-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familia'/><title type='text'>Mi abuela (update)</title><content type='html'>I got some great news from my brother last night. Our abuelita Carmen was taken off the respirator and breathing on her own. She had her eyes open too. I just wanted to say a quick thank you for to our friends for your continued prayer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-6254754579339951948?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/6254754579339951948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=6254754579339951948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/6254754579339951948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/6254754579339951948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/10/mi-abuela-update.html' title='Mi abuela (update)'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-7462090215417979822</id><published>2007-10-08T14:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T14:34:54.209-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familia'/><title type='text'>Mi abuela (my grandmother)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lafabulaciencia.com/archivo/06/06-abril/img/abuela-republica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.lafabulaciencia.com/archivo/06/06-abril/img/abuela-republica.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was told last week that my abuelita (grandmother) was diagnosed with lung cancer. It made me very sad. She's not very old, in my mind at least, she's 78. I know her health hasn't been great, but she has been better. A few years ago she was diagnosed with diabetes and has done a decent job of managing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I went to visit her, it's been a couple of years, she told us that she had fallen on her daily walk to get her abarrotes. Abarrotes are groceries. Anyway, the walk to the store is no picnic. There's a steep ravine between her house and the store, and the path isn't even at all. She fell and broke her ankle that day, a compound fracture. It broke my heart just thinking about that happening to her. Seeing her that moment, she was healing just nicely, walking with a cane and bruising still visible on her ankle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting the news last week made me miss home. I've been trying to keep up with her condition, but results of her biopsy weren't going to be ready until Friday (last week). I waited, and no call Friday. Saturday, halfway through my workout, my sister called. The results were clear, no cancer or tuberculosis. Great news I thought! But, then Vero (my sister) told me that abuela had a blood transfusion Friday night, and it didn't go as expected. She is now in ICU, sedated and hooked up to a respirator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of Sunday, no big changes, but dad told me she looked better. They were going back tonight after work to check in on her and help relieve my tia Emma. My tia has been at my abuela's side the whole time. She's missed work for the last two weeks to be with her. I can't say enough about my tia, a working single mom with a 'crazy' teenage son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not writing to ask for sympathy but to help me deal with the emotion of having a grandmother nearing the end of her life and knowing that she doesn't know Jesus. I plan on flying out there, and will have a more definitive time after I talk to my dad tonight. I hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-7462090215417979822?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/7462090215417979822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=7462090215417979822' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/7462090215417979822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/7462090215417979822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/10/mi-abuela-my-grandmother.html' title='Mi abuela (my grandmother)'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-3296642677743357479</id><published>2007-10-03T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T07:33:12.660-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recovery'/><title type='text'>Recovery revelation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/G/01/ciu/ae/22/646f1363ada0537c0069e010._AA240_.L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/G/01/ciu/ae/22/646f1363ada0537c0069e010._AA240_.L.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the things I thought I'd never do is take a class about feelings. But, Kim, our staff contact for FPU wanted all of the small group leaders in FPU to go through the Recovery class at church. Since Matt and I are the ministry leaders for FPU, we felt we had no option but to go through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The specific class we're taking is called &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Making Peace with your Past&lt;/span&gt;, using Tim Sledge's workbook pictured above. I have to be honest and say that I wasn't looking forward to it and after the first two weeks regretted signing up. Not that I don't think the class is beneficial to our spiritual and mental well-being, but I hate dredging up things in my past that I have already processed. With Matt's help and some close friends throughout my life, I have been fortunate to talk about the things that affected me as a kid, how I was raised and the abuse I was subjected to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not perfect, but I have been able to deal with the things of my past and understand how they have affected me and influenced who I am today. With that said, I  am an emotional person. Last night, as I shared about my relationship with Matt, I became a bit emotional. Enough so that it prompted Dana to ask some questions as to where that comes from. At first, I didn't know how to respond. What is it that makes me emotional? Especially when I talk about Matt. I've always just made the excuse that I'm a pretty emotional person. Matt will testify to that. But, what is at the core of those feelings? And what are they exactly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't until further into the discussion that it came to me. I'm afraid of losing Matt. Not in the sense that I am dependent on him for survival, but in that he is truly my soulmate. Dana asked me if I felt I deserve Matt, and I answered quickly, no. But, I don't feel that way because I think he's better than me. The best way I can describe it is that I feel I don't deserve him just like I don't deserve God's grace and forgiveness, in humility. Even after this revelation, fear of loss, I could not figure out what was at the core of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished class and the question lingered. I spoke with Amy and Sarah on the way home about class and my breakthrough. And, God revealed why I'm afraid of losing Matt. It makes so much sense and is so obvious that I just never think about it. See, if you knew about Matt and I, you'd know that we've been through some rough times. A month and a half into our marriage, Matt had to have a kidney transplant. Not a year later, he underwent another surgery to repair his lung. The fear of losing him has always been there, it's real. I just never vocalized it or recognized that it affects me and our relationship. In a good way at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say, I feel better about the class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-3296642677743357479?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/3296642677743357479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=3296642677743357479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/3296642677743357479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/3296642677743357479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/10/recovery-revelation.html' title='Recovery revelation'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-6357171544072910764</id><published>2007-10-02T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T13:23:05.358-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cultural Commentary'/><title type='text'>Dove: Onslaught</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="405" height="334"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JaH4y6ZjSfE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JaH4y6ZjSfE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="405" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;A while back, Dove released a commercial/video called Evolution. In this short clip, audiences are given a glimpse into the evolution of a hagard woman to a beautiful model. It speaks truth as to what society has come to regard real beauty. With this new clip, titled Onslaught, Dove has succesfully depicted the barage of crap young girls are subjected to by the media. And we wonder why girls hold the likes of Paris Hilton and Britney Spears in high regard. I think it's time for parents to stand up and be parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related posts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/08/sexualization-of-girls.html"&gt;Sexualization of girls&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-6357171544072910764?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/6357171544072910764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=6357171544072910764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/6357171544072910764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/6357171544072910764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/10/dove-onslaught.html' title='Dove: Onslaught'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-77858491116009246</id><published>2007-10-02T09:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T09:34:04.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another yummy recipe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ufclounge.com/images/parm_chicken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.ufclounge.com/images/parm_chicken.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jody, the girls and Liam came over last night and brought dinner with them. Jody and I are both single momma's for a few days (Jody until Sunday) so we're trying to help each other out. So, last night Jody slaved over her oven and brought over Baked Chicken Parmesan from the Eating for Life book. Eating for Life is the cookbook for the Body for Life program. It has lots of delicious recipes that are not only good for you, but are quick and easy. This recipe is one of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among my other favorites from Eating for Life: Buffalo Chicken Sandwich, Santa Fe Chicken Soup, Tropical Tuna Sandwich, Eggcelent Enchiladas, Mom's Chicken Enchiladas, Chicken Pita Pizza, Spaghetti and Meatballs, and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'd like to try the Baked Chicken Parmesan, you can &lt;a href="http://www.highpointmedia.com/recipes/recipepop.asp?id=4"&gt;find the recipe here&lt;/a&gt;. I highly recommend it. If you'd like to check out some other recipes, simply visit &lt;a href="http://www.eatingforlife.com"&gt;EatingforLife.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-77858491116009246?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/77858491116009246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=77858491116009246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/77858491116009246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/77858491116009246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/10/another-yummy-recipe.html' title='Another yummy recipe'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-248213070264166136</id><published>2007-10-01T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T09:21:36.196-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Naked Juice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fitness and Nutrition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Challenge'/><title type='text'>Need to get naked?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blindmerchants.org/images/nakedjuice.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.blindmerchants.org/images/nakedjuice.GIF" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, a friend of mine introduced me to &lt;a href="http://www.nakedjuice.com"&gt;Naked Juice&lt;/a&gt;. C'mon now, get your mind out of the gutter. Hah. The name does send off some rather non-family friendly vibes, but it is a good product. At least the 2 flavors I've tried, Orange &amp; Mango Motion and Protein Zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the fitness challenge in full fledge, I was interested in the protein drink which contains protein soy an whey, along with the one pound of fruit that each and every bottle of Naked Juice boasts. The drinks are all-natural, with no preservatives and no sugar added. Protein Zone, as I finish off my second bottle, is a great option for meal replacements. My goal for the 12-week challenge is to consume five to six portion-sized meals each day. By adding Protein Zone to my options, it has made it easy to meet that daily goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm interested in trying some of the other flavors, but, with each 15.2 fluid ounce bottle running anywhere from $2 to $3.50, I'm content with simply adding them to my daily meal plan. I am looking into having a relative stop by the local club store to check out the pricing available there. If it's worth it, I'll definitely take that option.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-248213070264166136?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/248213070264166136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=248213070264166136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/248213070264166136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/248213070264166136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/10/need-to-get-naked.html' title='Need to get naked?'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-7400052898032452163</id><published>2007-09-27T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T09:27:47.905-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Adventures in gaming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.clubskill.com/downloads/Halo%203/halo3703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.clubskill.com/downloads/Halo%203/halo3703.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our home has officially been christened with the multiplayer, shoot 'em up, beat downs that is Halo 3. Matt and I have been handing some cans of whoop*ss, and vice versa with friends from the &lt;a href="www.shortattentiongamer.com/phpBB2"&gt;SAG forums&lt;/a&gt; and here in Columbia. One of my absolute favs about Halo 3 (Halo 2 included), and other games like it is that it builds on the online community aspect that the Xbox 360 offers. A lot of non-gamers don't understand gaming, but they do understand community. That's just one of the things that makes Halo 3 a great game. Where else can I sign in and join my brother and sister, who live on west coast, in some rifle action. Ahh, warm fuzzies just thinking about it. Now, where's that rocket launcher?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-7400052898032452163?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/7400052898032452163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=7400052898032452163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/7400052898032452163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/7400052898032452163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/09/adventures-in-gaming.html' title='Adventures in gaming'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-5865681047171345275</id><published>2007-09-26T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T13:09:37.220-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Games'/><title type='text'>Guitar Hero III: Playlist leaked</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://loot-ninja.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/05/gh3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://loot-ninja.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/05/gh3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;According to video game news sources, the playlist for Guitar Hero 3 has been leaked. You want to know what I'll be rockin' to come November? Here's the list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tier 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foghat - Slow Ride&lt;br /&gt;Poison - Talk Dirty to Me&lt;br /&gt;Pat Benatar - Hit Me With Your Best Shot&lt;br /&gt;Social Distortion - Story of My Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Encore:&lt;/span&gt; Kiss - Rock and Roll All Nite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Co-op Encore:&lt;/span&gt; Beastie Boys - Sabotage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tier 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mountain - Mississippi Queen&lt;br /&gt;Alice Cooper - School's Out&lt;br /&gt;Cream - Sunshine of Your Life&lt;br /&gt;Heart - Barracuda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Boss:&lt;/span&gt; Tom Morello - Guitar Battle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Encore:&lt;/span&gt; Rage Against the Machine - Bull's on Parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Co-op Encore:&lt;/span&gt; The Strokes - Reptilia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tier 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Killers - When You Were Young&lt;br /&gt;AFI - Miss Murder&lt;br /&gt;The Who - The Seeker&lt;br /&gt;Priestess - Lay Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Encore:&lt;/span&gt; Rolling Stones - Paint It Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Co-op Encore:&lt;/span&gt; Red Hot Chili Peppers - Suck My Kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tier 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Sabbath - Paranoid&lt;br /&gt;The Sex Pistols - Anarchy in the UK&lt;br /&gt;Sonic Youth - Kool Thing&lt;br /&gt;Weezer - My Name Is Jonas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Encore:&lt;/span&gt; Pearl Jam - Evenflow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Co-op Encore:&lt;/span&gt; Blue Oyster Cult - Cities on Flame with Rock and Roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tier 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dead Kennedy's - Holiday in Cambodia&lt;br /&gt;Scorpions - Rock You Like a Hurricane&lt;br /&gt;Aerosmith - Same Old Song and Dance&lt;br /&gt;ZZ Top - La Grange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Boss:&lt;/span&gt; Slash - Guitar Battle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Encore:&lt;/span&gt; Guns N Roses - Welcome to the Jungle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Co-op Encore:&lt;/span&gt; Bloc Party - Helicopter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tier 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santana - Black Magic Woman&lt;br /&gt;Smashing Pumpkins - Cherub Rock&lt;br /&gt;White Zombie - Black Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Tenacious D - The Metal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Encore:&lt;/span&gt; Stevie Ray Vaughn - Pride and Joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Co-op Encore:&lt;/span&gt; Matchbook Romance - Monsters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tier 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slipknot - Before I Forget&lt;br /&gt;Disturbed - Stricken&lt;br /&gt;Queens of the Stone Age - 3's and 7's&lt;br /&gt;Muse - Knights of Cydonia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Encore:&lt;/span&gt; Living Colour - Cult of Personality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tier 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slayer - Raining Blood&lt;br /&gt;Eric Johnson - Cliffs of Dover&lt;br /&gt;Iron Maiden - Number of the Beast&lt;br /&gt;Metallica - One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Boss:&lt;/span&gt; Lou - Guitar Battle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Encore:&lt;/span&gt; The Devil Went Down to Georgia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bonus Tracks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Endless Sporadic - Impulse&lt;br /&gt;Backyard Babies - Minus Celsius&lt;br /&gt;Bret Michaels Band - Go That Far&lt;br /&gt;Die Toten Hosen - Hier kommit Alex&lt;br /&gt;Dragonforce - Through the Fire and the Flames&lt;br /&gt;Fall of Troy - FCP Remix&lt;br /&gt;Gallows - In the Belly of a Shark&lt;br /&gt;The Hellacopters - I'm in the Band&lt;br /&gt;Heroes del Silencio - Avalancha&lt;br /&gt;In Flames - Take This Life&lt;br /&gt;Kaiser Chiefs - Ruby&lt;br /&gt;Killswitch Engage - My Curse&lt;br /&gt;LA Slum Lords - Down N Dirty&lt;br /&gt;Lacuna Coil - Closer&lt;br /&gt;Lions - Metal Heavy Lady&lt;br /&gt;NAAST - Mauvis Garcon&lt;br /&gt;Prototype - The Way It Ends&lt;br /&gt;Revolverheld - Generation Rock&lt;br /&gt;Rise Against - Prayer of the Refugee&lt;br /&gt;Scouts of St. Sebastian - In Love&lt;br /&gt;Senses Fail - Can't Be Saved&lt;br /&gt;The Sleeping - Don’t Hold Back&lt;br /&gt;The Stone Roses - She Bangs the Drums&lt;br /&gt;Superbus - Radio Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://blogs.columbiatribune.com/gameover/2007/09/guitar_hero_iii_set_list_leake.html"&gt;Guitar Hero III set list leaked&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-5865681047171345275?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/5865681047171345275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=5865681047171345275' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/5865681047171345275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/5865681047171345275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/09/guitar-hero-iii-playlist-leaked.html' title='Guitar Hero III: Playlist leaked'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-4441025857542222914</id><published>2007-09-26T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T07:42:14.683-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='¿Qué?'/><title type='text'>Halo 3 phenomenon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVTKdrDzy8g/RvpueGe_8iI/AAAAAAAAAak/6AXhBsYp8Vs/s1600-h/halo3_espn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVTKdrDzy8g/RvpueGe_8iI/AAAAAAAAAak/6AXhBsYp8Vs/s320/halo3_espn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114521790248383010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saw this on ESPN.com. I was a bit surprised so I wanted to share. Most people think of ESPN as a sports news authority. But, Halo 3? On the front page? And, an article about it too. That's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article: &lt;a href="http://sports.espn.go.com/videogames/news/story?id=3034784&amp;lpos=spotlight&amp;lid=tab9pos2"&gt;Is it just me, or is Halo 3 everywhere?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(fitting title isn't it?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-4441025857542222914?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/4441025857542222914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=4441025857542222914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/4441025857542222914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/4441025857542222914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/09/halo-3-phenomenon.html' title='Halo 3 phenomenon'/><author><name>Emma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVTKdrDzy8g/RvpueGe_8iI/AAAAAAAAAak/6AXhBsYp8Vs/s72-c/halo3_espn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897244693512954222.post-5463385315160725326</id><published>2007-09-26T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T06:40:52.579-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cultural Commentary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stupid People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='¿Qué?'/><title type='text'>Couple in PA flees fire with pets but forgets their son</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thepittsburghchannel.com/2007/0925/14204214_240X180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.thepittsburghchannel.com/2007/0925/14204214_240X180.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm still trying to figure this one out. A couple fled their trailer home last Friday after it became engulfed in flames. They grabbed their 2 dogs as they got out. Twenty minutes later, the couple remembered that their 4-year old son was in the trailer. Firefighters found the boy, awake, in a bedroom. He was treated for smoke inhalation but suffered no serious injury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, something's screwy about this story. The couple, at the moment, is being charged with reckless endangerment. I get a feeling that this was not 'reckless' but arson and attempted murder. Any parent would feel this way, because, I myself can't grasp the concept of 'forgetting' your child in an emergency. Especially when the couple had time to grab the pets. Listen, we have two dogs, but, if our house goes up in flames, they're gonna have to run behind me as I carry my daughter to safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.thepittsburghchannel.com/news/14179778/detail.html"&gt;Police: Beaver Couple Flees Trailer Fire, Forgets To Bring Boy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-5463385315160725326?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/5463385315160725326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=5463385315160725326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/5463385315160725326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/5463385315160725326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/09/couple-in-pa-flees-fire-with-pets-but.html' title='Couple in PA flees fire with pets but forgets their son'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-5548920555571509210</id><published>2007-09-24T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T10:01:01.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fight Night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><title type='text'>Fight night craziness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://babypoobarellah.files.wordpress.com/2007/03/chuck_liddell-7596403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://babypoobarellah.files.wordpress.com/2007/03/chuck_liddell-7596403.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday night, we had the privilege of hosting our monthly fight night, UFC 76. The night was sure to be a fan's delight with fights between Forrest Griffin and Mauricio Rua, Diego Sanchez and Jon Fitch, and Chuck Liddell and Keith Jardine. All were great fights, with Griffin pulling off the upset win over Rua, who brought a damaging Pride reputation into the octagon. Griffin submitted Rua in the third round by rear-naked choke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanchez and Fitch was definitely a crowd pleaser. Fitch, in short, manhandled Sanchez. Not allowing the young grappler to get in rhythmn and dominate on the ground as Sanchez is accustomed to. Fitch won by split-decision, which brings up questions as to what fight one of the judges was watching. It was clear to everyone, that Fitch deserved a unanimous victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main event, Liddell versus Jardine, proved contrary to the excitement and expectations of UFC fans. My husband stated, Liddell looked like a "one-trick pony." Jardine went toe-to-toe with the heavy handed Liddell and dominated. Liddell won the first round with smart boxing. However, after getting comfortable and confident, Jardine hammered 'The Iceman' with great combinations and devastating kicks. In the end, Jardine's hand was raised. A noticeably bruised Liddell, body as well as confidence, left with back-to-back losses. His prior loss going to Quinton Jackson just months before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UFC fans now raise the question about Liddell's future. In fact, &lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/box/news;_ylt=At4PseLWdXHwL0WkETPG6euUxLYF?slug=ki-092307chuck&amp;prov=yhoo&amp;type=lgns"&gt;Yahoo Sports&lt;/a&gt; reported today that Dana White, UFC president, is thinking the same thing. Time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note: Our UFC fight night brought the largest group to date. We've been hosting UFC events to  just a few people for just over a year now. Saturday night, we had over 20 adults and their kids. If this continues, we'll have to find a different venue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-5548920555571509210?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/5548920555571509210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=5548920555571509210' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/5548920555571509210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/5548920555571509210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/09/fight-night-craziness.html' title='Fight night craziness'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-5716552466795894086</id><published>2007-09-19T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T08:34:59.371-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fast Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fitness and Nutrition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Challenge'/><title type='text'>Extra Value Meals and Calories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.downtownhenderson.com/Restaurants/McDonalds/McDonalds-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.downtownhenderson.com/Restaurants/McDonalds/McDonalds-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was caught going through the McDonald's drive-thru yesterday because we have no food at home. Neither me nor my husband has gone to get groceries so we've been eating out more than normal. Not a good place to be and I will go no longer without stopping by the grocery store to pick essentials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that fast food is not the best for you, but I wasn't aware of the number of calories in a 'extra value' meal. I usually order the No. 2, two cheeseburgers with regular fries and a Sprite. I've been keeping track of my caloric intake and had to log my meal. I was agast when I saw that this meal alone was 1,190 calories! Yikes! Again, because we had no food at home, we stopped by the same McDonald's for a quick dinner and I grabbed the Premium Chicken Sandwich meal instead. This meal ran a total of 780 calories. It would've been more but I only ate a handful of fries and drank a few sips of the Sprite. I couldn't bring myself to eat or drink more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, where does this all fit in the whole Challenge scheme? Well, we've had to push back the official start date to next Monday, Sept. 24th. We couldn't get an appointment for our body fat measurements until Saturday, Sept. 22nd, so we're starting the following Monday. I'm still trying my best to eat healthy and will be working out throughout the week. Yesterday really was an anomaly for us and hopefully, we won't be visiting a McDonald's for a long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-5716552466795894086?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/5716552466795894086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=5716552466795894086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/5716552466795894086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/5716552466795894086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/09/extra-value-meals-and-calories.html' title='Extra Value Meals and Calories'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-6313698139823150306</id><published>2007-09-11T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T11:28:07.800-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Filet Mignon with Tomato Topping and Nutty Summer Squash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.goodhousekeeping.com/recipefinder/images/photo3646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.goodhousekeeping.com/recipefinder/images/photo3646.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really enjoyed dinner last night so I wanted to share the recipe. You can find it in the South Beach Diet Cookbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Filet Mignon with Tomato Topping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoons reduced-sodium soy sauce&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 teaspoons Dijon mustard&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 teaspoons finely chopped fresh parsley leaves&lt;br /&gt;1 garlic clove, minced&lt;br /&gt;2 medium tomatoes, finely chopped&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoons extra virgin olive oil&lt;br /&gt;4 beef tenderloin steaks (filet mignon),&lt;br /&gt;  1 1/2 inches thick (about 6 ounces each)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon ground black pepper&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;Parsley leaves for garnish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Directions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 400 degrees F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In small bowl, combine soy sauce, Dijon, parsley, and garlic. Gently stir in tomatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In heavy 12-inch skillet with oven-safe handle (or with handle wrapped in double thickness of foil for roasting in oven later), heat oil over high heat until very hot. Meanwhile, sprinkle steaks with pepper and salt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add steaks to hot oil in pan. Cook 4 to 5 minutes or until dark brown on one side. Turn steaks over and cook 30 seconds. Place skillet in oven and roast steaks 12 minutes for medium or until desired doneness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serve steaks with tomato topping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Nutritional Information:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes 4 servings. Per serving: 304 calories, 16 g fat, 5 g sat fat, 36 g protein, 2 g carbohydrate, 105 mg cholesterol, 389 mg sodium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nutty Summer Squash with Asiago Cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoons trans-fat free margarine&lt;br /&gt;2 large galic cloves -- minced&lt;br /&gt;1 medium zucchini -- cut into 3" strips&lt;br /&gt;1 medium yellow summer squash -- cut into 3" strips&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons chicken or vegetable broth&lt;br /&gt;1/8 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1/8 teaspoon ground black pepper&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup toasted walnuts -- chopped&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup shredded Aisago cheese -- (1 1/2 ounces)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Directions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melt the margarine in a large nonstick skillet over Medium-Low heat. Add the garlic and cook, stirring constantly, for 1 minute, or until soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add the zucchini, yellow squash, broth, salt and pepper. Bring to a simmer over Medium heat. Cover and simmer, stirring occasionally, for 6 minutes, or until the zucchini and squash are tender. Remove from the heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sprinkle with the walnuts and cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Nutritional Information:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes 4 servings.&lt;br /&gt;Per serving: 120 calories, 9 g fat, 2 1/2 g sat fat, 5 g protein, 5 g carbohydrate, 2 g fiber, 10 mg cholesterol, 140 mg sodium&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-6313698139823150306?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/6313698139823150306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=6313698139823150306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/6313698139823150306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/6313698139823150306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/09/filet-mignon-with-tomato-topping-and.html' title='Filet Mignon with Tomato Topping and Nutty Summer Squash'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-2822829896517254493</id><published>2007-09-11T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T11:16:50.367-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fast Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fitness and Nutrition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Challenge'/><title type='text'>Challenge Day 2</title><content type='html'>I had a rough start this morning. The alarm didn't go off (I think I forgot to set it) so I didn't have time to do my cardio. I can only hope that I don't run into any snags tonight. Breakfast was hardly anything, I grabbed a cup of mixed nuts, cashews and pistachios, and ate them on the way to drop off my daughter at daycare and head into work, late of course. I have to say, cashews are just good. I could eat more than I should if I'm not careful, so I'm glad I was on the move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch today was pretty good. In my rush this morning I forgot to grab the leftovers in the fridge as well as my employee badge (we have a cefateria at work). And, my husband stole my cash to pick up some nuts for snacks. So, no cash in the wallet. Luckily, my husband dropped off a cup of Wendy's chili and a side salad. That chili hit the spot. I'm waiting to eat the salad in a couple of hours since the soup surprisingly filled me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to leave work a bit early and grab a quick workout and shower before a meeting at 6:30pm. Dinner will have to wait and will probably be out somewhere. I'm craving a good hearty chicken salad with fresh greens. Maybe some cucumber and tomatoes. Yum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-2822829896517254493?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/2822829896517254493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=2822829896517254493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/2822829896517254493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/2822829896517254493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/09/challenge-day-2.html' title='Challenge Day 2'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-75491988368734407</id><published>2007-09-10T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T14:05:41.418-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fitness and Nutrition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Challenge'/><title type='text'>It has begun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2006/01/12/fashion/21fitn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2006/01/12/fashion/21fitn2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today marked the start of our 12-week fitness challenge. My husband and I are pretty competitive, and our best friends (Chris and Sarah) are the same. So, we decided to challenge our spouses and team up, guys vs. gals. The friendly banter has been fun, and I'm looking forward to kicking some testosterone tail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're getting our body fat measured tonight. We'll have a more precise measuring comparison than with weight. I remember being a size 5 and weighing nearly 150 pounds. Nothing but muscle baby. Ahh, the good ole' days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early this morning and did a 20-minute high intensity interval bike ride. My plan over the course of the next 12 weeks is to do cardio in the morning and resistance training after work. I'm breaking down the strength training to certain body parts each day. So, today, after work, I'll be working the biceps and triceps. Tomorrow, shoulders and back, and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, I'm really excited about my eating plan for duration of the challenge. I have my 2 favorite cookbooks in hand, Eating for Life and The South Beach Diet Cookbook. I plan on using the South Beach Diet plan until phase 3 where I will work in recipes from Eating for Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering how my husband will do. He loves to workout, but hates to eat healthy. Rarely does a vegetable touch his plate. Unless, of course, you consider potatoes and corn veggies, which I don't. He'll eat green beans, and guacamole, but anything other than these things, he hates. For his health's sake and Chris', I hope he takes his diet seriously. He scoffed at me after lunch because he ate salad. It'll be an interesting 12 weeks. Indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, we have a Bowflex Xtreme 2 that we absolutely love using. It is so convenient. I love being able to walk down the hall to workout as opposed to driving to the gym. Our little home gym will get used plenty these next 12 weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-75491988368734407?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/75491988368734407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=75491988368734407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/75491988368734407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/75491988368734407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/09/it-has-begun.html' title='It has begun'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-3837733901824597112</id><published>2007-09-07T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T13:26:26.074-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='¿Qué?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Great weekend and an odd question</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.truckersforusa.com/images/main_truck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.truckersforusa.com/images/main_truck.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'll start with the question first, otherwise, I might forget. I have to ask because it bugs me each time I hear people say it. What's the difference between an over-the-road truck driver and a truck driver? Aren't they one in the same? Or do truck drivers not drive "over" the road? Maybe it's a southern thang, I don't know. I lived in the South for a few years and some common phrases just cracked me up. Not the typical y'all's or fixin' to's that people throw around, but phrases like hind catcher (catcher in baseball/softball) and hot water heater. Isn't it common for the catcher to be situated 'behind' the plate? Isn't the water in a water heater 'supposed' to be hot? Maybe someone else can enlighten me, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, onto my great weekend. In reality, it was an awesome end of the week, capped off by a fabulous weekend. I flew off to Portland, Oregon last Wednesday for a softball tournament. The weather was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived, got situated in our hotel rooms and hit a local seafood restaurant for a nice dinner. Man, was that good. We were able to get a tour of the Nike campus on Thursday morning. As if that wasn't cool enough, we each got passes to the Nike employee store and made good use of it. I spent just over $100 and it was well worth it. After the Nike visit, a small group of us drove to the coast and then had dinner at beachside pub that had fabulous clam chowder. The same small group hit Mount Hood on Friday, me included. And walked briefly up the mountain. We then made our way, by car, to the Columbia River Gorge and hiked up a handful of waterfalls, Horsetail, Triple, Multnomah, Wahkeena and Latourell. The river itself was beautiful as well as it's surroundings. I will definitely have to come back for a much longer visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was dedicated to why we came to Oregon in the first place, softball. More specifically, the national tournament. We played well up until our last 2 games and finished 3rd overall.  I've been on this team for only 2 years and I think this is the most fun I've thus far. Our 3rd baseman made 1st Team All-Tournament, and 4 of us made 2nd Team All-Tournament. Yup, I made it. I also got an award for having the best batting average of the tournament, finishing up with .667. I knew I got on base a lot, but had no idea. Especially with all the great hitters at the tournament. It certainly capped off a wonderful trip to Oregon and I look forward to returning with my husband for an extended vacation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-3837733901824597112?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/3837733901824597112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=3837733901824597112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/3837733901824597112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/3837733901824597112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/09/great-weekend-and-odd-question.html' title='Great weekend and an odd question'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-8313584531595535636</id><published>2007-08-28T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T11:10:34.569-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Going on holiday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.travelsalem.com/meetings/venueImages/wallace2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.travelsalem.com/meetings/venueImages/wallace2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tomorrow I'll be flying to Portland, Oregon for the &lt;a href="http://www.softballcityusa.com/TournWomC.html"&gt;ASA Women's (Class C) National Championship Tournament&lt;/a&gt;. I'm really excited about this trip for many reasons. Not only do I get to take a brief vacation from work, but I get to visit the northwest for the first time and I get to play ball while I'm at it. The crappy thing about it is that my husband and daughter aren't coming with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tournament play starts Friday and continues through Sunday. Hopefully, we'll be playing on Sunday. Aside from playing softball, I'm looking forward to visiting the &lt;a href="http://explorer.altopix.com/map/6zjnh8/Nike_World_Campus.htm"&gt;Nike World Campus&lt;/a&gt; in Beaverton and checking out &lt;a href="http://voodoodoughnut.com/"&gt;Voodoo Doughnut&lt;/a&gt; in Portland. The entire team is headed to the Nike campus on Thursday morning for a tour and some shopping at the employee store. I can't wait! I don't know when we'll head over to Voodoo Doughnut, but a bunch of the gals are curious about the place, and it's 'products'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to being away for a few days. I won't be back until Monday, so I've got 5 days of personal retreat, sort of. I was able to make enough money through freelancing to cover my trip, which works great for the budget. All you fellow Dave Ramsey fans should love that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-8313584531595535636?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/8313584531595535636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=8313584531595535636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/8313584531595535636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/8313584531595535636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/08/going-on-holiday.html' title='Going on holiday!'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-2823722358920546031</id><published>2007-08-27T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T08:05:50.764-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Broken heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.outofcourtsolutions.com/images/divorce_mediation_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.outofcourtsolutions.com/images/divorce_mediation_image.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My heart is sad today. A good friend of ours called us yesterday to ask us to pray for her and her husband. Apparently, he has decided to file for divorce when he returns from duty overseas. It breaks my heart to see this happen to dear friends. This is not the first time we've had this call, but this is the first time there have been children involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just plain sad that adults give up. We can attest that marriage isn't easy. And contrary to what many Christians argue, divorce is the greatest threat to the sanctity of marriage, not Gay marriage. As a Christian, it breaks my heart each time this happens. What kind of example does this set to your kids? That when times get hard, it's okay to throw your hands up and call it quits?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I don't live in a bubble. I know that relationships are hard and that circumstances that lead to divorce are no cake walk. But, most of the divorces I've seen and causes can be worked out. It's just that people choose not too. I have to work at my marriage because I'm not perfect and neither is my husband. We just don't let those things get the better of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. I'm just sad today. There's nothing we can do for our friends but be there to listen and pray for them. And we'll do that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-2823722358920546031?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/2823722358920546031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=2823722358920546031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/2823722358920546031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/2823722358920546031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/08/broken-heart.html' title='Broken heart'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-1840947409173331418</id><published>2007-08-24T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T06:49:29.523-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the Day'/><title type='text'>Quote for the day</title><content type='html'>"Success is not an entitlement, it has to be earned."&lt;br /&gt;Howard Schultz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-1840947409173331418?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/1840947409173331418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=1840947409173331418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/1840947409173331418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/1840947409173331418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/08/quote-for-day_24.html' title='Quote for the day'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-1537929154546623046</id><published>2007-08-24T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T06:44:19.868-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fitness and Nutrition'/><title type='text'>Couples' fitness challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.womenstri-fitness.com/photos/albums/FloridaFitnessChallenge2005/normal_Kelly%20Decolati.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.womenstri-fitness.com/photos/albums/FloridaFitnessChallenge2005/normal_Kelly%20Decolati.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After some friendly banter with my husband, we found ourselves in a challenge to see who can make the most progress in the area of fitness. We've recruited our best friends who were just as excited to do this. What makes this exciting is that we're facing off guys versus gals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, I'm really looking forward to getting back into shape. The best part is that the winner gets $100 do with what they please. The trash talking has already begun, eventhough the contest won't officially start until Sept 3rd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-1537929154546623046?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/1537929154546623046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=1537929154546623046' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/1537929154546623046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/1537929154546623046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/08/couples-fitness-challenge.html' title='Couples&apos; fitness challenge'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-5832797021982909668</id><published>2007-08-16T07:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T08:39:09.456-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Movie: 300</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/PYR/NECA0011%7E300-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/PYR/NECA0011%7E300-Posters.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I finally saw &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0416449/"&gt;300&lt;/a&gt; last night. My husband has been dying to see it for some time. We had some free time last night after our daughter went to bed, so we ordered the movie on PPV (this is why I love satellite). I knew &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0124930/"&gt;Gerard Butler&lt;/a&gt; was hot, but man, did he look fabulous in this movie. His acting wasn't too bad either. Just kidding. (Sort of)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the movie. It was full of action, blood and drama. I could've done without all of the naked women, but it is a guy movie after all. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;300&lt;/span&gt; is no exception to the ultimate guy movie. Blood, gore, naked chics, and hot leading lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0372176/"&gt;Lena Headey&lt;/a&gt; was fantastic. Her character was strong willed and phenomenal. Most female characters in historial epics play more submissive roles, and Headey's role was far from that. I can't recall any previous movies Headey was in, but she did a fantastic job in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;300&lt;/span&gt;. I do remember Butler from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Timeline&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lara Croft Tomb Raider: The Cradle of Life&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reign of Fire&lt;/span&gt; and other good flicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely recommend &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;300&lt;/span&gt;. Just make sure you put the kids to bed first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://labs.wa007.com/_img/posts/300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://labs.wa007.com/_img/posts/300.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can check out pics of 300 by &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/gallery/ss/0416449/FCJG3000101.jpg.html?path=gallery&amp;path_key=0416449&amp;amp;seq=47"&gt;clicking here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-5832797021982909668?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/5832797021982909668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=5832797021982909668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/5832797021982909668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/5832797021982909668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/08/movie-300.html' title='Movie: 300'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-8452881579516983354</id><published>2007-08-15T12:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T12:45:12.878-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cultural Commentary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Election peaves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.familysecuritymatters.org/assets/home/vote_2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.familysecuritymatters.org/assets/home/vote_2008.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With the new election year nearing, I'm reminded of the things that irritate me about voters. As a minority, I know the importance and significance of voting. Regardless of what the media says, your and my vote do count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, as the political rhetoric spins on television and cable, I can't help but think of all the things that get under my skin in an election year. Not the politicians mind you, they're in a category all their own, but every Jane and Joe that can vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it that irritates me so? Let me share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Election Peave #1: The single issue voter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right. Nothing irritates me more than the voter who votes for a party or candidate based on one single platform. Don't get me wrong, any single issue can have a dramatic impact on the lives of individuals. But, to narrow down your vote when there are a number of important factors that impact you and others, is quite simply stupid. I could use more 'pc' terminology, but it's my blog and I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Election Peave #2: Historical voter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's a historical voter? Someone who votes a certain way because that's what they've always done. They don't look into where their particular allegiances are today, only what they've done in the past. Political parties have changed and your momma's party isn't what it used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Election Peave #3: The 'I'll show you' voter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These irritate me to no end. You know these folks. The ones that vote for one candidate because they don't like the other. Oh, you showed him. Come on, grow a life. Find a candidate that you believe and vote. Don't just vote for someone because you don't like the opponent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Election Peave #4: Trusting voter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are far too many of these around these days. It's quite odd actually, seeing that the level of government skepticism has increased. But, too many voters don't do their research. They listen to only one side of the story, or one media outlet to make a determination. We all know that media bias exists, so get off your duff and research the issues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-8452881579516983354?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/8452881579516983354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=8452881579516983354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/8452881579516983354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/8452881579516983354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/08/election-peaves.html' title='Election peaves'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-1054526058263887506</id><published>2007-08-15T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T06:52:31.805-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Clippings'/><title type='text'>Funny clippings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://yourfavorite.typepad.com/admit_that_im_your_favori/images/hamburglar.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://yourfavorite.typepad.com/admit_that_im_your_favori/images/hamburglar.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was glancing over a couple of news sites and came across these funny clips. We've got  a couple of winners this morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Hamburglar strikes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 48-year old man brandishing a tire iron, busted a glass door and grabbed $20 from the cash register of a Kansas City McDonald's. Wanting more money, he swung the tire iron at employees who ran to the back of the restaurant. As he followed, one employee wrestled the tire iron from his hands. As he turned to run out of the McDonald's, employees flung kitchen utensils at the thief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The burglar was caught by police after a brief chase that left his green Ford Explorer with a flat tire. He is being charged with burglary, armed criminal action and resisting a lawful stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nondiscreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Kansas City, Kansas man is charged with one count of second-degree invasion of privacy after he was caught videotaping men in bathrooms at the Missouri State Fair. A State Fair employee noticed the 41-year old carrying a briefcase making several trips to the bathroom within a two and a-half hour period. The employee followed the man into the bathroom. Noticing that the man wasn't 'doing' the business, he alerted state troopers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troopers later found a video camera covered by a blue towel in the briefcase which had recordings of male body parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;Sources:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kansascity.com/115/story/232190.html"&gt;When a man tries to rob a McDonald’s, employees fight back&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sedaliademocrat.com/news/hinson_1554___article.html/pocket_troopers.html"&gt;Man charged with filming in Missouri State Fair bathrooms&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-1054526058263887506?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/1054526058263887506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=1054526058263887506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/1054526058263887506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/1054526058263887506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/08/funny-clippings.html' title='Funny clippings'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-5536077766685210820</id><published>2007-08-10T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T08:31:28.706-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Book: How to Win Friends and Influence People</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dale-carnegie.com.hk/images/book/howwinfriends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.dale-carnegie.com.hk/images/book/howwinfriends.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just finished reading Dale Carnegie's book &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0671027034?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=moneytalkblog-20&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;creativeASIN=0671027034"&gt;How to Win Friends and Influence People&lt;/a&gt;. The book was originally published in 1937 but many of the ideas and principles Carnegie mentions are still relevent. More importantly, the concepts are simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a great insight into the development of people skills and human relations. If you haven't picked up the book, I'd highly recommend it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-5536077766685210820?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/5536077766685210820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=5536077766685210820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/5536077766685210820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/5536077766685210820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/08/book-how-to-win-friends-and-influence.html' title='Book: How to Win Friends and Influence People'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-666263045924428066</id><published>2007-08-09T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T06:56:13.687-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cultural Commentary'/><title type='text'>Sexualization of girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://coconutgirlwireless.files.wordpress.com/2007/05/surf-babes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://coconutgirlwireless.files.wordpress.com/2007/05/surf-babes.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I came across &lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/printer_friendly_story/0,3566,292591,00.html"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; on FoxNews this morning that I found to be disturbing. What I didn't find about it was surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to mental health experts with the American Psychological Association, a recent study found a 'Girls Gone Wild' effect in young girls. They found that girls "are succumbing to the pressure of sexualization by posting nude pictures of themselves on the Internet, allowing boyfriends to photograph them in the nude and making their own amateur porn videos."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main culprits, experts said, were nearly every form of media: television, music videos, music lyrics, magazines, movies, video games, and the Internet. This is no shock to many when young girls' role models include the likes of Paris Hilton, Britney Spears and Lindsay Lohan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The study found that girls are 'reaping' the effects of sexualization in three ways:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cognitive and Emotional Consequences:&lt;/span&gt; The girls have a tendency to be ashamed and anxious about their bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mental and Physical Health:&lt;/span&gt; Girls are likely to develop eating disorders, low self-esteem, and depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sexual Development:&lt;/span&gt; Girls have difficulty developing a health sexual self-image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Eileen L. Zurbriggen, PhD, chairwoman of the APA Task Force and associate professor of psychology at the University of California, Santa Cruz, "As a society, we need to replace all of these sexualized images with ones showing girls in positive settings—ones that show the uniqueness and competence of girls...The goal should be to deliver messages to all adolescents—boys and girls—that lead to healthy sexual development."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think a crucial element missing in this article is where the parents fit into the equation. Parents have influence with their children, and steps should be taken by the parents to ensure the healthy mental development of their kids. Parents can control, to an extent, what the kids are exposed to at home. The shows and movies their kids watch, the music they listen to, the video games they play, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that parents can't control their children. But there should be a healthy precedent set at home, the providing of a healthy and nurturing environment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-666263045924428066?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/666263045924428066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=666263045924428066' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/666263045924428066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/666263045924428066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/08/sexualization-of-girls.html' title='Sexualization of girls'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-8656127885882937548</id><published>2007-08-08T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T15:00:31.222-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fast Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='¿Qué?'/><title type='text'>When a taco isn't mexican food</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.petersreviews.com/uploads/Taco_Bell_01.serendipityThumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.petersreviews.com/uploads/Taco_Bell_01.serendipityThumb.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I mentioned to a friend of mine that I was gonna grab a quick bite at Taco Bell. She looked at me in astonishment, "you eat at Taco Bell?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, yea," I replied. "Why wouldn't I?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing it has something to do with, I don't know, the fact that I'm hispanic. And sure, I'm a bit impartial when it comes to Mexican food. But, Taco Bell serves food right? Not the greatest food in the world, but it's edible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not offended by any means. I have a few friends that react as she did. But, in all honesty, most people enjoy a good American taco. I happen to be one of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-8656127885882937548?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/8656127885882937548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=8656127885882937548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/8656127885882937548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/8656127885882937548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/08/when-taco-isnt-mexican-food.html' title='When a taco isn&apos;t mexican food'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-3744813353714591321</id><published>2007-08-08T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T14:06:57.858-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Load Shedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>A little something about load shedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/02/96/23369602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/02/96/23369602.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's that time of year again in the office. Maintenance has informed us that our company will be participating in the Load Shedding program offered by our city. What is load shedding? Basically, the city asks commercial businesses to reduce the electrical load by shutting off air conditioning during peak periods. Not only does this help reduce the cost for the general public, but offers financial credits to the companies that participate. Although I think it's a good idea, because it keeps my utility costs down at home, it creates some issues in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've made a joke around here about electricity not being the only thing that's shed. As a matter of fact, most folks remove layering that may result in some aromatic problems. Many, like me, have purchased fans that fit on our desks or shelves. The load shedding begins at 3pm and continues until 6pm. Some time around 4pm, it begins to get quite unbearable though. Just one of the 'perks' of the job I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew a bit agitated a few minutes ago. We're an hour into the load shed for today and I was made aware that an office, just a 100 feet away, was set to a comfortable 69 degrees. Meaning, the air conditioning was running as it normally does. One guess as to who's office this is? You'd probably get pretty close. It happens to be that of one of our CEO's. It makes me glad to see that company morale is highly valued here. Not!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-3744813353714591321?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/3744813353714591321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=3744813353714591321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/3744813353714591321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/3744813353714591321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/08/little-something-about-load-shedding.html' title='A little something about load shedding'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-4882168514465560496</id><published>2007-08-08T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T08:26:35.624-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dave Ramsey'/><title type='text'>Quote for the day</title><content type='html'>I heard this quote on The Dave Ramsey Show yesterday and wanted to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The truth that many people never understand, until it is too late, is that the more you try to avoid suffering, the more you suffer. Because smaller and more insignificant things begin to torture you in proportion to your fear of being hurt."&lt;br /&gt;Thomas Merton&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-4882168514465560496?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/4882168514465560496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=4882168514465560496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/4882168514465560496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/4882168514465560496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/08/quote-for-day.html' title='Quote for the day'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-6868509213683448438</id><published>2007-08-03T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T15:04:09.320-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>College textbooks are expensive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/pImages/textbooks/060809_f1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/pImages/textbooks/060809_f1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To be honest, it's been a while since I was in a college classroom, but I'm still taken aback by the cost of textbooks. I am well aware of the typical course materials cost for college students. Mainly because I work at a company that specializes in this area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the perks about my job is cheap books. We're able to buy books at discounts not available to the general public. And I take full advantage of that. Especially now that I have a little sister in college. She sends me her booklist each semester, I order the books and ship them to her (also at a discounted rate).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the new semester starting soon, I recently ordered a total of 13 textbooks for $500. I can't imagine what the books would have cost without my discount. It's just crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-6868509213683448438?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/6868509213683448438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=6868509213683448438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/6868509213683448438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/6868509213683448438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/08/college-textbooks-are-expensive.html' title='College textbooks are expensive'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-1480001902738722056</id><published>2007-08-01T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T09:54:33.209-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Shows'/><title type='text'>Say it ain't so Bear, say it ain't so</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.beargrylls.com/images/bear_grylls_in_jungle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.beargrylls.com/images/bear_grylls_in_jungle.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I happened to catch an article on Reuters, published this past Sunday (July 29th), about Bear Grylls. I was disappointed at what I read because I love his show, Man vs. Wild on the Discovery Channel. It seems Discovery and Grylls have been a bit deceptive about the 'Wild' aspect of the show. I'm not sure I can watch the show again without the question as to its' authenticity. That's just unfortunate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.reuters.com/article/televisionNews/idUSN2934925920070730?pageNumber=2&amp;sp=true"&gt;"Man vs. Wild" now truth vs. deception&lt;/a&gt; Andrew Wallenstein, Reuters&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-1480001902738722056?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/1480001902738722056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=1480001902738722056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/1480001902738722056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/1480001902738722056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/08/say-it-aint-so-bear-say-it-aint-so.html' title='Say it ain&apos;t so Bear, say it ain&apos;t so'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-1181260821264676423</id><published>2007-08-01T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T10:03:36.995-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>God is not Great</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.michaeltotten.com/archives/images/Hitchens_Smoking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.michaeltotten.com/archives/images/Hitchens_Smoking.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most popular books today is one written by Christopher Hitchens called &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;God Is Not Great: How Religion Poisons Everything&lt;/span&gt;. Not being an atheist myself, I've been curious about its' evolution throughout the years. Of course, not being an atheist I won't support books of this nature by buying one. But, if you caught the Wall Street Journal on July 16th (republished by USA Today), Peter Berkowitz wrote an interesting and excellent review of Hitchens' most recent work. It's a bit lengthy so I'm only going to share a few clips of the article (a link to the article is at the end of this post).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew books of this nature made quite a bit of money, so I wasn't surprised by these numbers. According to Berkowitz, "...one stunning new development under the sun is that promulgating atheism has become a lucrative business. According to a recent article in The Wall Street Journal, in less than 12 months atheism's newest champions have sold close to a million books...Profitability is not the only feature distinguishing today's fashionable disbelief from the varieties of atheism that have arisen over the millennia. Unlike the classical atheism of Epicurus and Lucretius, which rejected belief in the gods in the name of pleasure and tranquility, the new new atheism rejects God in the name of natural science, individual freedom and human equality."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Messrs. Dawkins, Hitchens, Harris and the rest have some fair claim to novelty. But not where it really counts. They contend that from the vantage point of the 21st century, and thanks to the moral progress of mankind and the achievements of natural science, we can now know, with finality and certainty, that God does not exist and organized religion is a fraud. The disproportion between the bluster and bravado of their rhetoric and the limitations of their major arguments is astonishing," writes Berkowitz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where it gets good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It must be said that Mr. Hitchens is simply incapable of uttering or writing a dull sentence. And it should be added that only a very daring or very foolish person would throw down the gauntlet on an issue so close to Mr. Hitchens's heart...But his arguments do not come close to disproving God's existence or demonstrating that religion is irredeemably evil..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He closes the review with this:&lt;br /&gt;"Mr. Hitchens is by far the most erudite and entertaining of the new new atheists. But his errors and his excesses are shared by the whole lot. And these errors and excesses have pernicious political consequences, amplifying invidious distinctions among fellow citizens and obscuring crucial differences among believers world wide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Playing into the anger and enmities that debase our politics today, the new new atheism blurs the deep commitment to the freedom and equality of individuals that binds atheists and believers in America. At the same time, by treating all religion as one great evil pathology, today's bestselling atheists suppress crucial distinctions between the forms of faith embraced by the vast majority of American citizens and the militant Islam that at this very moment is pledged to America's destruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Like philosophy, religion, rightly understood, has a beginning in wonder. The most wonderful of creatures are human beings themselves. Of all the Bible's sublime and sustaining teachings, none is more so than the teaching that explains that humanity is set apart because all human beings -- woman as well as man the Bible emphasizes -- are created in the image of God (Genesis 1:27).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That a teaching is sublime and sustaining does not make it true. But that, along with its service in laying the moral foundations in the Western world for the belief in the dignity of all men and women -- a belief that our new new atheists take for granted and for which they provide no compelling alternative foundation -- is reason enough to give the variety of religions a fair hearing. And it is reason enough to respect believers as decent human beings struggling to make sense of a mysterious world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://online.wsj.com/article/SB118454735982067207.html?mod=googlenews_wsj"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The New New Atheism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peter Berkowitz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897244693512954222-1181260821264676423?l=musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/feeds/1181260821264676423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897244693512954222&amp;postID=1181260821264676423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/1181260821264676423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897244693512954222/posts/default/1181260821264676423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofacrazylatina.blogspot.com/2007/08/god-is-not-great.html' title='God is not Great'/><author><name>Emma</name><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-7897244693512954222.post-5027760589702846474</id><published>2007-08-01T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T10:01:11.353-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fast Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stupid People'/><title type='text'>Stuck behind stupid people</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gusto.com/gusto_images/1_10000/1280/feature.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.gusto.com/gusto_images/1_10000/1280/feature.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just my luck. I did something out of the ordinary this morning, I stopped by McDonald's on my way to work. I was hungry and needed something in my stomach. Since it's on my way to the office and just 2 minutes from there, I figured I could get in and out in no time. Unbenounced to me, a stupid person decided to grace me with their presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was behind a filthy Kia Spectra turning into the driveway. It's a bit bumpy as you turn in so the lady decided to take it slow. Too slow. The driveway is not that bumpy. So, I'm hanging behind her hoping I don't block the cars at the nearest stop light. Luckily, the light remained red. We turn into the McDonald's and head to the drive-thru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take our turns, order our food, and I wait for her to move forward to the 2nd window so I can pay for my food. No movement. The clock ticks and the song that started when I made my order is almost over. What in the world is going on? I figured there was a car in front of her waiting for their food (my site was obstructed by her vehicle). Once the light bulb went on, she moved forward to get her food. No car in front of her. What the heck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to the first window and pay. "I guess she didn't know to move forward for her food," exclaimed the lady at the register. It's really not that difficult to figure out, or is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I pay and I wait for her to get her food. And wait. And wait some more. Then, after a lengthy conversation with an employee, she hands them a couple of dollars. Apparently, she didn't order what she wanted or forgot to order something. I don't know. All I know is she must have been beaten with a stupid stick while she was sleeping. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady at my window apologized to me. She disappeared for a few seconds and returned with my order in hand. Finally! I could get out of there and head to work. No. Her car was blocking my way out, and the car behind me was too close. So, I waited for her, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did finally make it to work. 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