tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235581142009-02-20T17:01:22.646-08:00This is.... err, has become just a myspace add on.Awnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01425168109041965235noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23558114.post-1143121067059129752006-03-23T05:35:00.000-08:002006-03-23T06:00:37.056-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2469/564/1600/DSCN0842.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2469/564/400/DSCN0842.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />p.s. it's thursday.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23558114-114312106705912975?l=awnamylove.blogspot.com'/></div>Awnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01425168109041965235noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23558114.post-1142838491783297942006-03-19T23:06:00.000-08:002006-03-19T23:08:11.783-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2469/564/1600/DSCN0857.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2469/564/200/DSCN0857.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23558114-114283849178329794?l=awnamylove.blogspot.com'/></div>Awnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01425168109041965235noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23558114.post-1142609713346781632006-03-17T07:30:00.000-08:002006-03-17T07:35:13.360-08:00...actually made me laugh out loud while sitting at my computer. I can't remember the last time that happened so I am sharing.<br /><br />***<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2469/564/1600/images.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2469/564/320/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />One day a teacher had a taste test with her students. She picked a little boy to do the first test.<br /><br />She blindfolded him, put a Hershey kiss in his mouth and asked, "Do you know what it is?"<br /><br />"No, I don't, " said the little boy.<br /><br />"I'll give you a clue. It's the thing your Daddy wants from your Mom before he goes to work."<br /><br />Suddenly, a little girl at the back of the room yelled, "Spit it out! It's a piece of ass!"<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23558114-114260971334678163?l=awnamylove.blogspot.com'/></div>Awnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01425168109041965235noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23558114.post-1142287389849263102006-03-13T13:58:00.000-08:002006-03-13T14:03:09.863-08:00Stretching is my new drug.<br />It fucking awesome. <br />For releaving stress, for watching tv, for posture when standing. It's the oh so good pain of excercise with WAY less effort. (and I am all about that ; )<br />I heart stretching!<br />What's cool is that when my girl and I are watching cartoons I can pretzel up in some fancy pose and say "hey baby, get on mamma's back" and max out my stretch.<br />Oooohhh yeah. <br />Three weeks and I bet I will get my splits back.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23558114-114228738984926310?l=awnamylove.blogspot.com'/></div>Awnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01425168109041965235noreply@blogger.com2