<?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-31323574</id><updated>2012-01-31T01:42:36.167-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady Baglady</title><subtitle type='html'>.
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A collection of extremely valuable and useful information for your viewing pleasure.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31323574/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lady Baglady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06967056787433929681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GVMLcbbIKJY/TLiov0Guc-I/AAAAAAAAABI/7kDedyZ7-ho/S220/cat0037jf.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31323574.post-4013956860501562299</id><published>2011-08-06T17:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T17:24:35.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Remus</title><content type='html'>I caught some flack about a post I put on Fb about wanting a copy of Tar Baby.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to talk more about that.&amp;nbsp; A friend of mine suggested that we go to the Uncle Remus Museum.&amp;nbsp; We went to Flannery O'Conner's place together a few months ago, remember?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we pulled up and I didn't really know what to expect as Uncle Remus is a fictional character.&amp;nbsp; There was a statue of Brer Rabbit on the lawn.&amp;nbsp; We made our way down the path to the heavy hand honed front door.&amp;nbsp; It creeked open and a lovely lady welcomed us in and began to tell us about the building.&amp;nbsp; It used to be slave quarters around 1860.&amp;nbsp; It was 2 buildings that were put together to make one.&amp;nbsp; The original quarters were very small.&amp;nbsp; There were various tools, shadow boxes&amp;nbsp;and period items in the house, but the story the woman tells is a lesson every one should know.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel Chandler Harris was the son of a Plantation owner with many slaves.&amp;nbsp; Joel played with the slave children&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;were friends with them which made him privy to the stories that thier parents passed down to them.&amp;nbsp; There was always a lesson to be learned.&amp;nbsp; These stories stayed with Joel Chandler Harris all of his life until adulthood.&amp;nbsp; Having never come across these stories in his well read life, he knew they should always be preserved as each story taught valuable lessons to children.&amp;nbsp; Joel Chandler Harris also knew that these stories shouldand could not be told by a white skinned man.&amp;nbsp; He invented Uncle Remus a wise, old,&amp;nbsp;soft spoken black skinned man as the character of the story teller.&amp;nbsp; This was so touching to me that he was so insightful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of Tar Baby is a sticky baby made of tar type sticky stuff.&amp;nbsp; A fake baby, a decoy so Brer Fox could Catch Brer Rabbit.&amp;nbsp; He knew Brer rabbit would get all tangled up and stuck to the fake baby made of tar that he would be easy to catch.&amp;nbsp; I just don't see anything racist at all about his method of catching his enemy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I read up on the situation I seem to have gotten myself into, I found more facinating facts about this.&amp;nbsp; The&amp;nbsp;same story was&amp;nbsp;told all over the world during early days 1800's.&amp;nbsp; This was even more important that slaves were telling stories from around the world to the children.&amp;nbsp; You can't keep education down no matter what you do.&amp;nbsp; That makes me happy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In India the story was told to discourage greed.&amp;nbsp; They believe restraint from&amp;nbsp;picking up things&amp;nbsp;one is&amp;nbsp;simply attracted to is when enlightenment&amp;nbsp;can be&amp;nbsp;achieved.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;In another circumstance the tar was used to&amp;nbsp;slow down&amp;nbsp;monkeys who were thieves.&amp;nbsp; with sticky hands they&amp;nbsp; could not escape with the goods quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is not to say that these Uncle Remus stories are not extreme and violent as many childrens tales were before hollywood tamed them down.&amp;nbsp; That is what makes these stories truly classics.&amp;nbsp; They are in the broken english he first heard them in and the survival aspect was left in each story.&amp;nbsp; So,&amp;nbsp; It was in this spirit that I wanted Tar Baby.&amp;nbsp; I am not interested in the watered down hollywood version of Song of the South.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's all I have to say about that.&lt;br /&gt;TTFN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;TTFN~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31323574-4013956860501562299?l=thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com/feeds/4013956860501562299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31323574&amp;postID=4013956860501562299' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31323574/posts/default/4013956860501562299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31323574/posts/default/4013956860501562299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com/2011/08/uncle-remus.html' title='Uncle Remus'/><author><name>Lady Baglady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06967056787433929681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GVMLcbbIKJY/TLiov0Guc-I/AAAAAAAAABI/7kDedyZ7-ho/S220/cat0037jf.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31323574.post-6600467703865237491</id><published>2011-07-28T23:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T23:19:40.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'>tore up from the floor up</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"&gt;Hi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"&gt;just a lil' note to say the no smoking is going well.&amp;nbsp; It is later in the morning each day before i think of them.&amp;nbsp; I also had Michael and Innis up for a few days to install my new oak laminate floors.&amp;nbsp; I am so happy about it.&amp;nbsp; I have wanted this for years and they look GREAT!&amp;nbsp; The&amp;nbsp;pic is on my FB page if you wanna see it.&amp;nbsp; I am sure i will post more here later after everything is back in place.&amp;nbsp; It sure is dusty from tearing the carpet up and lots of sawdust was still on the subfloor from when the house was built.&amp;nbsp;Anyway, what I&amp;nbsp;am saying is, it is a mess!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"&gt;I put out my hummingbird feeders and the traffic is a little slow but, I am hoping it will pick up.&amp;nbsp; That is it for now.&amp;nbsp; It is late and I am pooped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"&gt;TTFN~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;TTFN~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31323574-6600467703865237491?l=thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com/feeds/6600467703865237491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31323574&amp;postID=6600467703865237491' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31323574/posts/default/6600467703865237491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31323574/posts/default/6600467703865237491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com/2011/07/tore-up-from-floor-up.html' title='tore up from the floor up'/><author><name>Lady Baglady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06967056787433929681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GVMLcbbIKJY/TLiov0Guc-I/AAAAAAAAABI/7kDedyZ7-ho/S220/cat0037jf.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31323574.post-395100423772541046</id><published>2011-07-24T22:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T22:25:38.962-05:00</updated><title type='text'>smokless girl 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ffe599; color: #351c75;"&gt;Today is day 15 without cigarettes.&amp;nbsp; I have thought about them several times today and I just try to get busy for a few minutes until it passes.&amp;nbsp; Then I am glad I didn't&amp;nbsp;tear open the EMERGENCY PACK.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I have an emergency pack.&amp;nbsp; Like&amp;nbsp;I have said to my family and friends, I&amp;nbsp;do not&amp;nbsp;feel like&amp;nbsp;a non-smoker, I am a person who hasn't smoked a cigarette in 15 days.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ffe599; color: #351c75;"&gt;I went out to eat &lt;u&gt;twice&lt;/u&gt; today.&amp;nbsp; I did have some green juice too.&amp;nbsp; I had&amp;nbsp;my favorite&amp;nbsp;awesome french toast stuffed with cream cheese, blueberries and strawberries for breakfast.&amp;nbsp; It is to DIE for.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ffe599; color: #351c75;"&gt;Then we went to Sam's Club and bought new flooring for my house.&amp;nbsp; I am so happy because my carpet is 10 years old and I hated it 10 years ago when it was new.&amp;nbsp; Then&amp;nbsp;we went to&amp;nbsp;lunch I had green beans, sweet potato and 4 bites of lean roast beef.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ffe599; color: #351c75;"&gt;At sam's I&amp;nbsp;also stocked up on new produce for my juicing next week.&amp;nbsp; I was proud of&amp;nbsp; Russ for the low sodium turkey breast and plums he bought for his lunch next week.&amp;nbsp; He will also be having LOTS of tomato sandwiches as we are drowning in tomatoes and Jalepeno peppers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ffe599; color: #351c75;"&gt;That reminds me my friend Hollis came over and went swimming yesterday and I forgot to send a bag of veggies home with her.&amp;nbsp; She is supposed to come again next week with her sister, I'll have to remember then.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ffe599; color: #351c75;"&gt;Jonathan said he had a triathlete practice today and did very well.&amp;nbsp; I am excited because he will be in his second FULL IRONMAN in Panama City Beach in November.&amp;nbsp; I can not wait.&amp;nbsp; I have my condo on the beach already booked.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I hope i still feel this good when the time rolls around.&amp;nbsp; My little baby will be 30 years old in a week.&amp;nbsp; Time flies when you're having a Blast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EFT4Q5gWrKE/TizgDuKG9DI/AAAAAAAAACc/vxlc_mib6uE/s1600/mother.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EFT4Q5gWrKE/TizgDuKG9DI/AAAAAAAAACc/vxlc_mib6uE/s320/mother.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ffe599; color: #351c75;"&gt;TTFN~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;TTFN~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31323574-395100423772541046?l=thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com/feeds/395100423772541046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31323574&amp;postID=395100423772541046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31323574/posts/default/395100423772541046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31323574/posts/default/395100423772541046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com/2011/07/smokless-girl-15.html' title='smokless girl 15'/><author><name>Lady Baglady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06967056787433929681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GVMLcbbIKJY/TLiov0Guc-I/AAAAAAAAABI/7kDedyZ7-ho/S220/cat0037jf.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EFT4Q5gWrKE/TizgDuKG9DI/AAAAAAAAACc/vxlc_mib6uE/s72-c/mother.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31323574.post-6777290941643207448</id><published>2011-07-23T13:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T16:17:16.825-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, It's me again.  Lady Baglady</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Apply Paddles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (here)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;CLEAR!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/u&gt;^^^^^&amp;nbsp; we have a heart beat!&amp;nbsp; This blog is alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Hi, let me reintroduce myself.&amp;nbsp; I am a fatass, pottymouth, smoker staring 50 years old right in the face.&amp;nbsp; They say we live the first 40 years of our lives trying to kill ourselves and the next forty trying to save ourselves.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;On July 7, 2011 I smoked my last cigarette.&amp;nbsp; It hurt to even type that.&amp;nbsp; I do miss them very much, but as my story unfolds I hope it continues to give me power over the cravings.&amp;nbsp; I had been taking Chantix for a couple of weeks and my best friends mom had a heart stent on the 7th of july.&amp;nbsp; I woke on the 8th and decided to see how long I could go without smoking.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I made it through my coffee and morning routine and I made it through the next 3 days without telling anyone.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;My son Jon, posted a documentry online that he had watched.&amp;nbsp; Fat, Sick &amp;amp; Nearly Dead was the name of it.&amp;nbsp; I watched it and felt very inspired.&amp;nbsp; It was about juice fasting and how it totally changed the lives of these people.&amp;nbsp; I know of 4 people who have started juicing since he posted the link.&amp;nbsp; I thought I'd give it a&amp;nbsp;try since I need something else to think about besides those DAMN cigarettes!&amp;nbsp; I bought 40 dollars worth of fresh produce and got Jon's Magic Bullet out.&amp;nbsp; I spend time washing and cutting my fruit and veggies for the bullet.&amp;nbsp; I love the fruity ones, they are sweet.&amp;nbsp; It seems like a treat.&amp;nbsp; Since you can not live on fruit alone I decided to have a sensible dinner everynight and juice my days.&amp;nbsp; After 3 days I got tired of it and wanted to quit.&amp;nbsp; What kept me at it is the fruit drinks are so good.&amp;nbsp; I tried to magic bullet broccoli and carrots with some apple and&amp;nbsp;it was SO GROSS&amp;nbsp;I poured it out.&amp;nbsp; I am still at a loss as to making the green stuff on my own that tastes good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Russ and I went to Florida for 4 days&amp;nbsp;I left the bullet at home (on purpose)&amp;nbsp; I had some fruit left so I DID take that with me.&amp;nbsp; I ate like a fat vacationing pig and by day 3, I was sick in bed.&amp;nbsp; Jon gave me permission to cheat at juicing because it keeps me from cheating at the no smoking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;When I returned back home I stocked up on produce again and started over.&amp;nbsp; This time the produce guy showed me some green juice that they sell in the produce section.&amp;nbsp; I read all of the vegetables in it and said okay I'll buy one.&amp;nbsp; I tried it and it is very good so when I went back they were on sale 2 for 1 because of the short shelf life.&amp;nbsp; WHOO-HOO something went my way economically on the crazy&amp;nbsp;reboot fast.&amp;nbsp; I bought em' all.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;I hate to call it a fast because it makes it sound as if I am hungry and I am NOT.&amp;nbsp; To tell you the truth I am consuming massive anounts of raw fruit and vegetables.&amp;nbsp; I have&amp;nbsp;been able to drink&amp;nbsp;more vegetables in the last 5 days than I have eaten in 6 months.&amp;nbsp; Not to mention vegetables I would have NEVER have purchased before.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;My 3rd day back on the reboot.&amp;nbsp; It happened to me.&amp;nbsp; There was a clarity in my thoughts that had been missing for so long.&amp;nbsp; The pain in my knees had not reminded my to baby them.&amp;nbsp; I felt awake and ready to do just about any task, which rarely happens to me.&amp;nbsp; Those who know me know that I like to nap after all my children in the afternoon.&amp;nbsp; I have stopped napping!&amp;nbsp; It is like a light has come on.&amp;nbsp; You have aways heard "you are what you eat".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; pffft - yea I thought&amp;nbsp;it was just crap &amp;nbsp;too.&amp;nbsp; Here is another one garbage in = garbage out.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Jon said to me "you might as well be eating someone's shit&amp;nbsp;because that is about as much nourishment you get from fast food"!&amp;nbsp; What an eye opener that was.&amp;nbsp; If you really think about the food that fills all of those isles in the middle of the store it is slowing us down and making us stupid.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;I can hardly believe the tiny bit of effort I have put into this and the retun I have gotten.&amp;nbsp;It is really a reboot just as they said it would be.&amp;nbsp; This was just supposed to pass my time so I would not smoke and it has CHANGED MY LIFE!&amp;nbsp; I know that I will juice for the rest of my life.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;TTFN~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;ta ta for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;thanks for reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Lady Baglady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;I have decided to come back here after years of being away.&amp;nbsp; I started this blog in 2006 and don't know if anyone I knew&amp;nbsp;is still here, I hope I see some old friends and make new ones.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;TTFN~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31323574-6777290941643207448?l=thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com/feeds/6777290941643207448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31323574&amp;postID=6777290941643207448' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31323574/posts/default/6777290941643207448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31323574/posts/default/6777290941643207448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com/2011/07/lets-talk-okay-ill-talk-you-listen.html' title='Hi, It&apos;s me again.  Lady Baglady'/><author><name>Lady Baglady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06967056787433929681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GVMLcbbIKJY/TLiov0Guc-I/AAAAAAAAABI/7kDedyZ7-ho/S220/cat0037jf.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31323574.post-4442167452170815295</id><published>2010-10-15T19:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T19:37:23.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my first time</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;TTFN~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31323574-4442167452170815295?l=thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com/feeds/4442167452170815295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31323574&amp;postID=4442167452170815295' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31323574/posts/default/4442167452170815295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31323574/posts/default/4442167452170815295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-first-time.html' title='my first time'/><author><name>Lady Baglady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06967056787433929681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GVMLcbbIKJY/TLiov0Guc-I/AAAAAAAAABI/7kDedyZ7-ho/S220/cat0037jf.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31323574.post-2247857879599216581</id><published>2010-10-15T14:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T14:49:26.508-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PHEONIX</title><content type='html'>EUREKA! I found it.  I have not been here in ages.  There is some kind of hostile takeover going on at MSN Spaces, well I see it as hostile.  I don't want to be forced to move.  So, before I set the drapes on fire and slam the door at MSN for the last time, I am here in hopes of keeping up with all of the people I consider to be my friends.  Hopefully make some new friends here as well.&lt;div&gt;I do not remember much about this place it will take me a while to get my bearings I am sure.  So, if you see me making goofy mistakes and stumbling forth like a dodo bird please be patient.  Even though my seed has been planted here for 5 years I am still only a sprout -...Like a mighty oak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is anyone out there?  Can you here me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;TTFN~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31323574-2247857879599216581?l=thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com/feeds/2247857879599216581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31323574&amp;postID=2247857879599216581' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31323574/posts/default/2247857879599216581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31323574/posts/default/2247857879599216581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com/2010/10/pheonix.html' title='PHEONIX'/><author><name>Lady Baglady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06967056787433929681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GVMLcbbIKJY/TLiov0Guc-I/AAAAAAAAABI/7kDedyZ7-ho/S220/cat0037jf.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31323574.post-6168679160485778494</id><published>2007-03-14T09:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T22:34:44.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'>goats in 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="width:400px; height:326px;" id="VideoPlayback" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-707406412120572027&amp;hl=en" quality="best" bgcolor="#ffffff" scale="noScale" salign="TL"  FlashVars="playerMode=embedded"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;TTFN~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31323574-6168679160485778494?l=thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com/feeds/6168679160485778494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31323574&amp;postID=6168679160485778494' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31323574/posts/default/6168679160485778494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31323574/posts/default/6168679160485778494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title='goats in 2007'/><author><name>Lady Baglady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06967056787433929681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GVMLcbbIKJY/TLiov0Guc-I/AAAAAAAAABI/7kDedyZ7-ho/S220/cat0037jf.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31323574.post-3901015307661776472</id><published>2006-11-18T20:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T20:36:47.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hummingbird</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;embed style="width:400px; height:326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=3596152672334962456&amp;hl=en" flashvars=""&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;hovering humming bird.&lt;br /&gt;My first online video whoo-hoo.&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;TTFN~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31323574-3901015307661776472?l=thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com/feeds/3901015307661776472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31323574&amp;postID=3901015307661776472' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31323574/posts/default/3901015307661776472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31323574/posts/default/3901015307661776472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com/2006/11/hummingbird.html' title='hummingbird'/><author><name>Lady Baglady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06967056787433929681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GVMLcbbIKJY/TLiov0Guc-I/AAAAAAAAABI/7kDedyZ7-ho/S220/cat0037jf.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31323574.post-348436751223735299</id><published>2006-11-18T15:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T16:07:53.815-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, - for real this time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A Horse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;walks into a bar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The bartender says &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Why the long face?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;hahahahahahahaha    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I am so easily amused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;TTFN~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31323574-348436751223735299?l=thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com/feeds/348436751223735299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31323574&amp;postID=348436751223735299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31323574/posts/default/348436751223735299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31323574/posts/default/348436751223735299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com/2006/11/okay-for-real-this-time.html' title='Okay, - for real this time'/><author><name>Lady Baglady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06967056787433929681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GVMLcbbIKJY/TLiov0Guc-I/AAAAAAAAABI/7kDedyZ7-ho/S220/cat0037jf.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31323574.post-116191984359990860</id><published>2006-10-26T21:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T23:28:50.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Stuff / no sad sh%t</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This is the happy place right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My world is crashing in but, I have lots in my life to be happy about and proud of. I got out and Winterized my yard. I cut down the last of the garden. These are Jalapeno peppers that are &lt;em&gt;way&lt;/em&gt; past their prime. (and my dog digging a hole)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1748/3368/1600/peppers%2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="120" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1748/3368/200/peppers%2006.jpg" width="172" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;As bad as the allergies are I am still managing to enjoy the weather. My head is a solid block. Have you seen those Claritin commercials? I wish someone would pull that hazy layer off of me&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1748/3368/1600/helen%2006"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1748/3368/200/helen%2006%27%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My son Jon was home we spent some fun time together, this is put-put. We watched some movies and spent some time just lying around talking. That is my favorite time with him. I was trying to drink in every moment with him. He would soon be off on the biggest adventure of his life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went to Hartsfield airport to drop him off today. You know have a touch a agoraphobia (fear of leaving the farm) and would rather have poured gas on my head and lit a match than go to the airport.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1748/3368/1600/flame.png"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1748/3368/200/flame.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;okay maybe not but, ...I thought of it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I survived the airport and Jon is off to see the world - - &lt;strong&gt;literally&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He is headed off into the world alone carrying everything he will need to live for the next six months.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1748/3368/1600/Ireland%20trip%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1748/3368/200/Ireland%20trip%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;He flew out of Hartsfield to New Jersy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;From New Jersy to Ireland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;He is palning on participating in a 26 mile marathon this saturday in Dublin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;He will take the ferry to England and live out of his packpack and sleep in hostels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;He will eventually make his way to New Zealand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;He will live in New Zealand a few months to prepare for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ironman.com/newzealand"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Ironman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; in march 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Jon will be visiting Australia by next April.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;He will then fly to Italy next April.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Jon has no plans after that. I suggested he get a J-O-B. Even though he is retired from the Navy at 26 years old, I still believe he should work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I do encourage this trip and want him to soak in everything he will see, learn and experience. I find comfort in knowing that he feels assured that wherevere he goes and whatever he does he walks with my blessing and love. I am always only a flight away &lt;but&gt;(theres always a but.) It's a mothers job to worry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;These Bob Segar lyrics keep playing in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;My hands were steady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;My eyes were clear and bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;My walk had purpose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;My steps were quick and light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;And I held firmly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;To what I felt was right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Like a rock&lt;br /&gt;Like a rock, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I was strong as I could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Like a rock, nothin ever got to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Like a rock, I was something to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Like a rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;And I stood arrow straight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Unencumbered by the weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Of all these hustlers and their schemes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I stood proud, I stood tall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;High above it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Like a rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Signed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;jon's proud mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;TTFN~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31323574-116191984359990860?l=thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com/feeds/116191984359990860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31323574&amp;postID=116191984359990860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31323574/posts/default/116191984359990860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31323574/posts/default/116191984359990860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-stuff-no-sad-sht.html' title='Happy Stuff / no sad sh%t'/><author><name>Lady Baglady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06967056787433929681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GVMLcbbIKJY/TLiov0Guc-I/AAAAAAAAABI/7kDedyZ7-ho/S220/cat0037jf.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31323574.post-115422805653348346</id><published>2006-07-29T21:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T22:38:05.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jon's in Antigua</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Today is Saturday. Time is creeping by at a snails pace. it seems forever since Jon left. Its been 4 days. He has a blog written about Antigua on his myspace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/corpswhore"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Check it out&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; his blogs are listed on the right side of his page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I have been doing catch up on my paperwork. July starts our new year so I must tidy up last years paperwork and implement changes for the new year. I would rather be tarred and feathered than to do paperwork. I am like a kid trying to do homework and I want something to drink. Then I have to pee. I grab a snack on the way back from the bathroom. Then I need to take this call. After all of this I need a break from that paperwork and havent gotten a damn thing done. It just drags on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;On the homefront all is well. The garden is still bountiful, Tomatoes are all the rage this week. We gave several grocery bags full away. We have par-boiled and frozen 9 gallon bags of tomatoes. We have 14 tomatoe plants and there is about 30 pounds of them in my sink right now.&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited ~ MY EGGPLANT IS THRIVING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1748/3368/1600/barn%20026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1748/3368/200/barn%20026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have babied these plants so much. I have not had successful eggplant in years. I looked online and found out New Jersy is the eggplant capitol. Well, I live in Georgia - but I was determined. I sat in the garden and picked bugs off my eggplant by hand! I wanted to be organic so bad. I finally gave in and dusted them with sevin dust #10. The bugs are gone the plants are growing into bushes and producing very well.&lt;br /&gt;The peppers love the heat we have had. We have enough Jalapenos to supply the local trailer park we call (Taco Village). The bell peppers gave a good first round now they are on the second round and not large enough to pick yet.&lt;br /&gt;The corn has come and gone ~ the window for corn is very small. We really just plant corn for fun. It makes the garden look good :) Then I have free Halloween decorations! I have about a dozen ears frozen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have just discoved I can no longer post pics it says &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your browser's cookie functionality is disabled. Please enable JavaScript and cookies in order to use Blogger.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dont know what this means, if its not an easy fix, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I guess It's back to that old MSN whore for me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;TTFN~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31323574-115422805653348346?l=thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com/feeds/115422805653348346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31323574&amp;postID=115422805653348346' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31323574/posts/default/115422805653348346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31323574/posts/default/115422805653348346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com/2006/07/jons-in-antigua.html' title='Jon&apos;s in Antigua'/><author><name>Lady Baglady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06967056787433929681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GVMLcbbIKJY/TLiov0Guc-I/AAAAAAAAABI/7kDedyZ7-ho/S220/cat0037jf.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31323574.post-115380365995187316</id><published>2006-07-24T23:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T09:08:26.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ole Blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Congratulations goat lady. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Second time out of the gate and you posted a tipsy entry. Well I guess that’s the end of glamour here.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, note to self “WE HAVE SPELL CHECK NOW!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1748/3368/1600/barn%20034.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1748/3368/320/barn%20034.jpg" width="361" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;This used to be my car. Then it was my son &lt;strong&gt;Jon’s first car&lt;/strong&gt;. It has been in the carport at the rental since he’s been in the Navy, 6 years. We had it towed to my house today. (It’s official) &lt;em&gt;You might be a redneck if&lt;/em&gt; you have an old car up on blocks on your property. This car is still in good condition it only had one owner before me. It has also lived in a carport most of its long life. It is a 1976 Ford Granada. . I'm sure,  one day Jon will be glad that he has his first car. Not many adult men can say that. He can clean it up and cover it properly when he returns from Antigua. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Looking at our property, you would think we collect Fords.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;We have a 1967 ford truck - still runs great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;The 1976 Granada - Jons car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;1997 Ford Explorer - My car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;What was your &lt;strong&gt;first &lt;/strong&gt;car? What happened to it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1748/3368/1600/barn%20031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1748/3368/320/barn%20031.jpg" width="287" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Attack of the killer tomatoes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;TTFN~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31323574-115380365995187316?l=thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com/feeds/115380365995187316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31323574&amp;postID=115380365995187316' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31323574/posts/default/115380365995187316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31323574/posts/default/115380365995187316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com/2006/07/ole-blue.html' title='Ole Blue'/><author><name>Lady Baglady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06967056787433929681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GVMLcbbIKJY/TLiov0Guc-I/AAAAAAAAABI/7kDedyZ7-ho/S220/cat0037jf.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31323574.post-115358088043123406</id><published>2006-07-22T09:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T17:30:44.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been a sorry excuse for a friend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1748/3368/1600/Thelma%20lou.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1748/3368/320/Thelma%20lou.jpg" width="272" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Hi peeps,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And Beaureguard if he ever shows up here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I was afraid to move from my "other" space to this one. I wondered if I would make new friends. I wondered if anyone at msn would really notice I was not all over their blog. If people would come looking for the crazy drunken goat lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;it warms my cockles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Life is good, my family is all together and some things have happened outside the circle of my life that gave me a wake up call and, have made me realize, stuff is just stuff ~ Life is good ~ very good and we are livin' proof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1748/3368/1600/farm%20livin"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 405px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 329px" height="300" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1748/3368/400/farm%20livin%27%20043.jpg" width="399" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is my favorite quote by &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marjorie Kinan Rawlings from 1928.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;If there can be such a thing as instinctual memory the conconsiouseness of land and water must lie deeper in the core of us than any knoweldge of our fellow beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were bred from the earth&lt;br /&gt;before we were born of our mothers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once born, we can live without our mothers or fathers or any other kin or any friend or human love,&lt;br /&gt;but we cannot live without the earth&lt;br /&gt;or apart from it.&lt;br /&gt;And something has shrivled in mans heart when he turns away from it, and concerns himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;only with the affairs of men."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;In other news my son Jon who is in the U.S Navy for 6 years now. He will be going to see a friend who is living in Antiqua. His flight leaves out of Atlanta on Wednesday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So..... if theres anyone who loves Atlanta traffic and into The HUGE hassle of Hartsfield International Airport - Raise your hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;He will be gone to the Tropical paradise of Antiqua for 3 weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;God, I wish I could have a 3 week vacation. For anyone who is as geographically challenged as I am. Antiqua is a &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; island in the West Indies &lt;em&gt;WAY &lt;/em&gt;off the coast of Venezula.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have been a pitiful excuse for a friend lately but - I think about everyone and want to know your business so bad. Kats yellowstone trip. Katherines stories. Melissa'a trip to Jamica to see Vin. Michelles trip to Chile. Its good to see Brenda, Qunidigo, Stephen and everyone. I miss the everyday of every day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'll be back soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'll also need help with the frinds links list - its not working out for me so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I love all of ya'll so fucking much! Thanx for cumming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;TTFN~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31323574-115358088043123406?l=thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com/feeds/115358088043123406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31323574&amp;postID=115358088043123406' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31323574/posts/default/115358088043123406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31323574/posts/default/115358088043123406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com/2006/07/ive-been-sorry-excuse-for-friend.html' title='I&apos;ve been a sorry excuse for a friend.'/><author><name>Lady Baglady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06967056787433929681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GVMLcbbIKJY/TLiov0Guc-I/AAAAAAAAABI/7kDedyZ7-ho/S220/cat0037jf.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31323574.post-115325949971905681</id><published>2006-07-18T16:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T10:07:07.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We have relocated</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1748/3368/1600/reunion%20363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1748/3368/400/reunion%20363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1748/3368/1600/Thelma%20lou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1748/3368/400/Thelma%20lou.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So, here we are at the new &lt;strong&gt;blog&lt;/strong&gt;. I am a blogger from waaay back. (another place and time)&lt;br /&gt;BUT&gt; I have a friend who has moved to &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Florida&lt;/span&gt;. I am hoping he will catch on to this and love it as much as &lt;em&gt;all of us &lt;/em&gt;bloggers do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have several (cyber) friends who have moved here to blogspot, so I hope to catch up with them also. I don't know html :( but I intend to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just needed a fresh new place thats not littered by my potty mouth and liquor bottles. So, how long do ya give me to break this one in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers ~ Welcome me aboard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;TTFN~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31323574-115325949971905681?l=thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com/feeds/115325949971905681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31323574&amp;postID=115325949971905681' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31323574/posts/default/115325949971905681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31323574/posts/default/115325949971905681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoatkeeper.blogspot.com/2006/07/we-have-relocated.html' title='We have relocated'/><author><name>Lady Baglady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06967056787433929681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GVMLcbbIKJY/TLiov0Guc-I/AAAAAAAAABI/7kDedyZ7-ho/S220/cat0037jf.gif'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry></feed>
