<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9242573</id><updated>2009-02-21T06:22:43.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Like a Box of Chocolates</title><subtitle type='html'>A Single Mother's Journey. 
Past, Present, and all my plans for the future.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>celestial angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03225787980328769223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9242573.post-115577704650144602</id><published>2006-08-16T21:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T21:10:46.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life......</title><summary type='text'>I have not written in so long that I dont even know where to start. Hunny finally moved in back in June, my landlord passed away, I went to philly, big camp weekend just passed and we are moving.......home.Yes that is right I am moving home. Right before I left for Philly my dad called and wanted to talk. Told me that Jeff and I needed to sit down and talk about some stuff. Then he popped the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/feeds/115577704650144602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9242573&amp;postID=115577704650144602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/115577704650144602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/115577704650144602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/2006/08/life.html' title='Life......'/><author><name>celestial angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03225787980328769223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05070974475377262570'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9242573.post-114410103492452239</id><published>2006-04-03T17:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T17:50:34.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Days and counting</title><summary type='text'>We leave for Disney in 12 days. I am so excited but nervous at the same time. Jeff is staying home to organize and get things in order for him to start moving stuff in. *Sigh*. Things are still going good but I swear he has OCD. He can not sit still and nothing can be out of place. This could cause many issues because I am not quite as organized as I should be. He found a phone bill in the closet</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/feeds/114410103492452239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9242573&amp;postID=114410103492452239' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/114410103492452239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/114410103492452239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/2006/04/12-days-and-counting.html' title='12 Days and counting'/><author><name>celestial angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03225787980328769223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05070974475377262570'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9242573.post-114220710684716717</id><published>2006-03-12T18:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T18:45:06.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things are finally falling into place.</title><summary type='text'>With Jeff that is. Things are going great. We have decided that we are going to move in together soon. Probably by the end of summer. Which is exciting but scary. I have not lived with anyone in 5 years and I am sure he hasnt lived with anyone in atleast 8 years. So it is going to be a learning process. Things are in process as we speak. Cleaning and organizing so that the move is a smooth </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/feeds/114220710684716717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9242573&amp;postID=114220710684716717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/114220710684716717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/114220710684716717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/2006/03/things-are-finally-falling-into-place.html' title='Things are finally falling into place.'/><author><name>celestial angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03225787980328769223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05070974475377262570'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9242573.post-114097982856324014</id><published>2006-02-26T13:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T13:50:29.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Glad the week has finally come to an end....</title><summary type='text'>This past week has sucked so bad. Exactly one week ago today I was standing in the ER with my best friend watching her mother fight for her life. Sadly her mother did not make it and she was waked on thursday. I have known my friend for 23 years and I know the history of her and her family as if it were my own. I cannot imagine losing either of my parents at such a young age. As sad as it is, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/feeds/114097982856324014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9242573&amp;postID=114097982856324014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/114097982856324014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/114097982856324014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/2006/02/glad-week-has-finally-come-to-end.html' title='Glad the week has finally come to an end....'/><author><name>celestial angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03225787980328769223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05070974475377262570'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9242573.post-114004744572393515</id><published>2006-02-15T18:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T18:50:46.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How I love thee.....</title><summary type='text'>Omg, like I said the other day, Jeff seems to surprise me more and more everyday. Last night he came over for Valentines day. We were planning on going to dinner so we decided to do the gifts first. I got him a talking baby Stewie (Family Guy) and a rolling Stones T-Shirt. Well he got my daughter a big headed dog that looks just like our dog. Then it was my turn. Do you know he drove 45 minutes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/feeds/114004744572393515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9242573&amp;postID=114004744572393515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/114004744572393515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/114004744572393515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/2006/02/how-i-love-thee.html' title='How I love thee.....'/><author><name>celestial angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03225787980328769223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05070974475377262570'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9242573.post-113988196764023099</id><published>2006-02-13T20:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T20:52:47.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What could it be?</title><summary type='text'>When I called Hunny tonight he said that he got me a present, I have tried to guess but he is not giving in. I know it is something I cannot wear, it is not blue, it is not disney, he drove 45 minutes to find it, it is not breakable and it is something he knows I will like. He did ask me if he could meet me at lunch tomorrow and give it to me. I told him no.....lol. I dont want to be around a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/feeds/113988196764023099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9242573&amp;postID=113988196764023099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113988196764023099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113988196764023099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-could-it-be.html' title='What could it be?'/><author><name>celestial angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03225787980328769223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05070974475377262570'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9242573.post-113980063357477363</id><published>2006-02-12T22:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:17:13.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Wonderland!!!</title><summary type='text'>Maybe for someone who likes snow it is a Winter wonderland. I myself hate snow and last night we got over  a foot dropped on us. But I was thrilled because Jeff was here when it started and when we woke up this morning he decided it was best to stay put. He has been here since Friday and it was a very nice weekend for us. We discussed our future and what we both want. And even though we do not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/feeds/113980063357477363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9242573&amp;postID=113980063357477363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113980063357477363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113980063357477363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/2006/02/winter-wonderland.html' title='Winter Wonderland!!!'/><author><name>celestial angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03225787980328769223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05070974475377262570'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9242573.post-113953434491009622</id><published>2006-02-09T19:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T20:19:04.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do I let things eat at me?</title><summary type='text'>Well the Banquet is over and it went fairly well. But the only thing that is eating me alive is that fact that Cheerdad did not even say hello to my daughter. Someone who became so close to us and he could not have even sucked it up and said hello to her. I guess regaurdless of the situation I would not take it out on his daughter and I dont expect him to take it out on mine.But Jeff did </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/feeds/113953434491009622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9242573&amp;postID=113953434491009622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113953434491009622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113953434491009622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/2006/02/why-do-i-let-things-eat-at-me.html' title='Why do I let things eat at me?'/><author><name>celestial angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03225787980328769223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05070974475377262570'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9242573.post-113935069179937053</id><published>2006-02-07T17:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T17:18:11.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some times lying is the way.....</title><summary type='text'>I was talking to Jeff the other night about the whole cheerdad issue and asked him if he minded us getting the kids together. Well I guess I should have said nothing at all because he asked if there was more than a friendship there and I said "NO". Well being the person I am, I cannot stand someone who lies, So I had to set everything straight. I went to his house sunday to tell him I lied to him</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/feeds/113935069179937053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9242573&amp;postID=113935069179937053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113935069179937053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113935069179937053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/2006/02/some-times-lying-is-way.html' title='Some times lying is the way.....'/><author><name>celestial angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03225787980328769223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05070974475377262570'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9242573.post-113908949163662461</id><published>2006-02-04T16:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T16:44:51.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT did you say?????</title><summary type='text'>Today has been quite an emotional roller coaster for me. Last night Jeff called to tell me that he had something to say that "I would not like". Who in the world starts a conversation like that? Well it ended up that he was going to go play cards with his friends and then come over. Why would that bother me? I want him to be happy, he does not need to spend his every waking moment with me. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/feeds/113908949163662461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9242573&amp;postID=113908949163662461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113908949163662461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113908949163662461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-did-you-say.html' title='WHAT did you say?????'/><author><name>celestial angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03225787980328769223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05070974475377262570'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9242573.post-113842196444806007</id><published>2006-01-27T23:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T23:34:15.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>May I take a moment to vent?</title><summary type='text'>I had a pretty uneventful day till I got out of work. After that I felt like my night was going to be a complete bitch session. I called a friend of mine to see how she was and to see if she wanted to go shopping (yup caught the shopping bug today). She then proceded to tell me that she ran into cheer dad at the mall the other day, He was with some small blonde lady (could be his sister) but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/feeds/113842196444806007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9242573&amp;postID=113842196444806007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113842196444806007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113842196444806007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/2006/01/may-i-take-moment-to-vent.html' title='May I take a moment to vent?'/><author><name>celestial angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03225787980328769223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05070974475377262570'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9242573.post-113745412504897283</id><published>2006-01-16T17:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T19:08:13.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another Manic Monday.....</title><summary type='text'>Yup that is how I feel today. One minute happy and laughing and then something hit me and put me in this mood. I cant even explain the mood I am in. It is not quite sad but just hurt and confused. Since recieving that letter from cheerdad I have made 2 attempts to contact him, you know figuring that it would somehow break the ice. Well the first one I got no reply and the second he wrote me on my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/feeds/113745412504897283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9242573&amp;postID=113745412504897283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113745412504897283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113745412504897283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/2006/01/just-another-manic-monday.html' title='Just another Manic Monday.....'/><author><name>celestial angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03225787980328769223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05070974475377262570'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9242573.post-113710698137861710</id><published>2006-01-12T17:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T18:03:05.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes Someone Elses Pain =  Your Pleasure!!!!</title><summary type='text'>Today is one of those days. I woke up this morning with another headache. Only to realize that I have figured out why they are coming on so strongly. STRESS. So that was when I realized it is time to fix these headaches once and for all and get rid of my unwanted stress.Well I am sure I have stepped on a few people today to make myself happy. The main person is my daughters sperm donor. This man </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/feeds/113710698137861710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9242573&amp;postID=113710698137861710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113710698137861710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113710698137861710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/2006/01/sometimes-someone-elses-pain-your.html' title='Sometimes Someone Elses Pain =  Your Pleasure!!!!'/><author><name>celestial angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03225787980328769223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05070974475377262570'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9242573.post-113673461573548580</id><published>2006-01-08T10:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T10:36:55.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have done it again......</title><summary type='text'>In the past week I have really had nothing good to say, my emotions are running a muck and I am better off sitting alone and thinking about things. My friendship with Cheerdad is officially over at this point, Probably my fault but there is nothing I will do to fix it. He has become very distant and strange over the past few months. Last weekend he told me he was coming over here and then never </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/feeds/113673461573548580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9242573&amp;postID=113673461573548580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113673461573548580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113673461573548580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-have-done-it-again.html' title='I have done it again......'/><author><name>celestial angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03225787980328769223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05070974475377262570'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9242573.post-113624576028808521</id><published>2006-01-02T18:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T18:49:20.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look what I found.....</title><summary type='text'>Well actually no I did not find him. On Saturday morning my ex stopped by and when he was getting ready to leave he called me from the driveway and told me to come outside. When I got out there this little guy is what I found under my car. I stayed outside for alittle bit thinking someone would come looking for him but noone came. He was cold and shivering so I brought him in and wrapped him in a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/feeds/113624576028808521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9242573&amp;postID=113624576028808521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113624576028808521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113624576028808521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/2006/01/look-what-i-found.html' title='Look what I found.....'/><author><name>celestial angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03225787980328769223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05070974475377262570'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9242573.post-113548671407060960</id><published>2005-12-24T23:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T23:58:36.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goofy Gift Exchange.....</title><summary type='text'>Tonight I went to Jimp's family christmas party. I had fun but I learned a very strange Christmas tradition that was oddly funny. They have this party where they all sit around and eat and then do a gift swap similar to the Yankee swap. The twist however is that you wrap up junk that you want to get rid of. No price limit, nothing new, just junk from your attic or celar that you have been holding</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/feeds/113548671407060960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9242573&amp;postID=113548671407060960' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113548671407060960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113548671407060960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/2005/12/goofy-gift-exchange.html' title='Goofy Gift Exchange.....'/><author><name>celestial angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03225787980328769223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05070974475377262570'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9242573.post-113537954867266053</id><published>2005-12-23T17:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T18:12:28.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It must be me....</title><summary type='text'>I have had a very frustrating week. My stress level has gone way up to the point I have been making myself sick with stress. I refuse to let this happen again. Yes I want to lose weight but not because I am sick all the time from stress. Work has got me on my toes constantly and it is frustrating me. I am learning the new billing position but my co workers keep bugging my trainor every 5 minutes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/feeds/113537954867266053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9242573&amp;postID=113537954867266053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113537954867266053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113537954867266053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/2005/12/it-must-be-me.html' title='It must be me....'/><author><name>celestial angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03225787980328769223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05070974475377262570'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9242573.post-113504234824328156</id><published>2005-12-19T20:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T20:32:28.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All I want for Christmas....</title><summary type='text'>Is to just be happy. I guess I have the Christmas blues again. I have been very depressed for the last few days. Saturday was such a great day and had a great time. But Sunday morning started out bad and has gotten progressivley worse since. I have never been a big fan of Christmas. There is not much at all I like about it to be honest. And having to go out shopping just plain depresses me. But </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/feeds/113504234824328156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9242573&amp;postID=113504234824328156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113504234824328156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113504234824328156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/2005/12/all-i-want-for-christmas.html' title='All I want for Christmas....'/><author><name>celestial angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03225787980328769223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05070974475377262570'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9242573.post-113468763660123546</id><published>2005-12-15T17:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T18:00:36.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today I am high (on life of course).....</title><summary type='text'>Lately I have had the Christmas blues. I still have that feeling about Christmas but as far as life I am feeling pretty good. This past week I did something that I probably should not have done. That is nothing new when your mind works like mine does. I sent Jeff  a birthday card, and of course to my surprise he responded. We have exchanged emails a few times over the last week and that has made </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/feeds/113468763660123546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9242573&amp;postID=113468763660123546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113468763660123546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113468763660123546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/2005/12/today-i-am-high-on-life-of-course.html' title='Today I am high (on life of course).....'/><author><name>celestial angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03225787980328769223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05070974475377262570'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9242573.post-113426838358732729</id><published>2005-12-10T21:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T21:33:03.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An 8 A.M Phone call is never a good sign.....</title><summary type='text'>I was awoken by the phone this morning. I am not a morning person so my home phone never rings before 10. Other than Jim calling my cell just because he is a jerk. LOL.  I got up to answer the phone and missed it, then my cell started ringing and missed that too. I looked at the ID and it was my mom. First thing that came to mind is Oh my God something is wrong. I hit that nail right on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/feeds/113426838358732729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9242573&amp;postID=113426838358732729' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113426838358732729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113426838358732729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/2005/12/8-am-phone-call-is-never-good-sign.html' title='An 8 A.M Phone call is never a good sign.....'/><author><name>celestial angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03225787980328769223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05070974475377262570'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9242573.post-113416672856571750</id><published>2005-12-09T17:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T17:18:48.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate snow, I hate snow, I hate snow......</title><summary type='text'>Yes the heading should be sung the same as let it snow.... but in all honesty I HATE snow. Mother nature decided that she would just open up the sky and dump a foot of snow right over us today. Oh how I hate it. I think it is pretty the first time every year but we got covered on Thanksgiving and I really did not feel the need to have more. I know I cannot control it but it just plain sucks.My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/feeds/113416672856571750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9242573&amp;postID=113416672856571750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113416672856571750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113416672856571750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-hate-snow-i-hate-snow-i-hate-snow.html' title='I hate snow, I hate snow, I hate snow......'/><author><name>celestial angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03225787980328769223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05070974475377262570'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9242573.post-113391580971147758</id><published>2005-12-06T19:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T19:36:52.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It is about time......</title><summary type='text'>I have worked at the Hospital now for over a month, 3 days into my job I was told that my position was terminated. The upside to this is that they cannot just let me go because of the union. So for the past month I have been in limbo doing just about everything and anything I could get my hands into collections, cashiering, remitance and odds and ends. But today I was called into the office and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/feeds/113391580971147758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9242573&amp;postID=113391580971147758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113391580971147758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113391580971147758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/2005/12/it-is-about-time.html' title='It is about time......'/><author><name>celestial angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03225787980328769223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05070974475377262570'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9242573.post-113356953457058964</id><published>2005-12-02T19:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T19:25:40.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I think it is just that time of year!!!!</title><summary type='text'>My emotions are running out of control. I hate this time of year. I am not fond of the Christmas season at all. I think alot is just bothering me right now and the stress of Christmas is just not helping.My friendship with Cheer Dad is pretty much null and void at this point. This makes me very sad. I like him alot but... there are things that bug me about him and I freaked out the other day. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/feeds/113356953457058964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9242573&amp;postID=113356953457058964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113356953457058964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113356953457058964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-think-it-is-just-that-time-of-year.html' title='I think it is just that time of year!!!!'/><author><name>celestial angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03225787980328769223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05070974475377262570'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9242573.post-113219749188579069</id><published>2005-11-16T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T22:18:11.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you know what really bugs me?</title><summary type='text'>Alot of things to be exact. But the one thing that really bothers me is the fact that I think my phone only works if it is dialing out. Yes that is right, I must not be able to accept incoming calls. This is how I have been feeling for some time now. It seems most of my friends have better things to do than to call me every now and then. I am tired of having the one way friendships.I love people </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/feeds/113219749188579069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9242573&amp;postID=113219749188579069' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113219749188579069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113219749188579069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/2005/11/do-you-know-what-really-bugs-me.html' title='Do you know what really bugs me?'/><author><name>celestial angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03225787980328769223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05070974475377262570'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9242573.post-113209803409646483</id><published>2005-11-15T18:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T18:40:34.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Parental Failure!!!!!</title><summary type='text'>That is how I am feeling today. I just came home from a parent/teacher conference. Lets start by saying how much I hated them as a kid, now I really dont care too much for them as an adult either.  We got report cards today as well. And to my surprise my kid got 3 C's. WTF. Up until now she has gotten all A's and maybe one or 2 B's. I was not hard on her but I am very disappointed. She rushes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/feeds/113209803409646483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9242573&amp;postID=113209803409646483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113209803409646483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9242573/posts/default/113209803409646483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeislikeaboxofchocolates69.blogspot.com/2005/11/parental-failure.html' title='Parental Failure!!!!!'/><author><name>celestial angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03225787980328769223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05070974475377262570'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>