<?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-8346734</id><updated>2011-10-23T16:33:57.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Red Head</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-115031553041647905</id><published>2006-06-14T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T13:05:30.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i am working on thinning out my life... aka, my room. I have stuff from high school still that i don't need anymore. like notes that my friends and i passed back and forth to each other that i found, man thoes were old. and pay stubs from a job i had 6 years ago. i am a pack rat. it's official. and it's bad. but i am learning to let go. it's a good thing. i feel better already. i don't need all that stuff, it was fun at the time, but now all it's doing is taking up space in an already crowded room. i am giving away trinkets that i don't like or have any sentimental value to me, usually one that i bought myself. yea like i need thoes. well not all of them. some things i am going to give to one of my little cousins this summer in Red River, i leave in just over a week by the way. anyhow, its a hard task to start to thin stuff out for the sake of thinning stuff out, because well just because i am sick of being a pack rat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-115031553041647905?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/115031553041647905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=115031553041647905' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/115031553041647905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/115031553041647905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-i-am-working-on-thinning-out-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-115014989547160952</id><published>2006-06-12T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T15:04:55.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i shot engagement photos on saturday... here is the link if you feel so inclined to take a peek. it's Alan &amp; Becky. feel free to give some feedback... i can take it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/user/wildcat0105"&gt;http://community.webshots.com/user/wildcat0105&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I did a pretty good job! i'm proud! anyhow, other than that, i'm good. no real excitement, i know that they like the photos. or so she says. so that's a good thing. but i'm always up to hearing what my friends say. love you guys.. talk to you soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-115014989547160952?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/115014989547160952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=115014989547160952' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/115014989547160952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/115014989547160952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-i-shot-engagement-photos-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-114960717003057872</id><published>2006-06-06T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T08:19:30.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>filling in the holes...</title><content type='html'>so i have decided to fill y'all in on the last few weeks. Lets start with... softball, well so we are sitting at dinner at Beninnigins..(sp?) anyhow, and after our coach Jason was dared to smash his face into is bowl of potato soup (and did it) he then started trying to recruit for softball. they had enough for one team but wanted two teams. well i had the unfortuntae seat being just across from him...and he layed in on me. i kept telling him that he would not want me to play... well a new girl was sitting next to me who is i have befriended... she is cousins with Dan-X and knows that i played firsbee in college and she spoke up and loudly stated.. "Robin weren't you an athlete in college..didn't you play a sport?" needless to say i was shocked. and taken aback...i would never have classify myself anywhere near that catagory but it was somewhat flattering that she thought that i could have been an athlete. i told her that i played firsbee and she said yea thats what she ment... i smiled and said that's not really a sport. but they all agreed that it's the eye hand coordination that's important. still not sure if i buy that. but it was funny to see him put his face in his soup!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-114960717003057872?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/114960717003057872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=114960717003057872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/114960717003057872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/114960717003057872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2006/06/filling-in-holes.html' title='filling in the holes...'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-114911156267028504</id><published>2006-05-31T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T14:39:22.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yea so i know it's been over a month since i've written on this thing. i'm horrible. i just forget. i know no excuses. lets see. i'll start with the obvious. Memorial Day i was off from work!!! a much needed and well deserved day off. it was great to have a three day weekend. i have decided that we always need to have three day weekends. that would make the world a much happier place to live. well i woke up late ( for it not being a work day...9:30) and then went for a walk...and then softball practice with my dad. ( i am on the 20's class softball team this summer...i know...YIKES) anyhow...then it was off to the showers so i could go buy a swim suit for the memorial day party at my friends house. when i got there there were only 4 of us in the pool and we started playing pool basketball and i got body-checked into the side of the pool and got another bruise (this time on my arm) to match the wicked one on my ankle (a softball injury...thanks Dad...he didn't mean to...i was a little slow catching that one...cause i didn't and now my ankle is black and blue and it hurts...and it happened on sunday) anyhow. it was a party. i was there from 3 to 12am...we had lots of fun! I'm glad i went i'm just sad that it had to end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-114911156267028504?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/114911156267028504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=114911156267028504' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/114911156267028504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/114911156267028504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2006/05/yea-so-i-know-its-been-over-month.html' title=''/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-114590526103226514</id><published>2006-04-24T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T12:01:01.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i have decided, i suck at the blog thing again. i got good for a while, and now i suck again. well a recent update, i am going to go visit some friends that i have not seen in a while! I am driving to Huntsville, not to the prison, to visit my friend Stephanie who worked at the snocone stand with me in abilene, and while i am there i am traveling to college station to visit a long lost roommate!!!! EC i miss you!!! it's going to be a good weekend! so if you need me the first weekend of may i am going to not be here, you'll have to call the cell! hehehe, that's the most exciting thing that has happend recently. i still work for the insurance company. i'm looking for a photography job. so i am trying to think of a funny story to write.&lt;br /&gt;ok, so friday night there was a group of us downtown at the Fort Worth main street art's festivle. and it was getting late, i was getting tired. i was standing with one of my friends, btw it was girls night out, and i saw a pretty cute guy walk down the street in front of where we were standing. and i sure did think to my self hey now that guy's pretty cute, the strange thing here, is that while i was thinking, my mouth was moving. and i was not wispering. pretty sure that he didn't hear me but all of my friends did and died laughing. i have to admit that once i realized that i had said it out loud it was funny, very much a robin move! i hope that you got a little chuckle out of that. i'll work on funnier stories for my next post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-114590526103226514?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/114590526103226514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=114590526103226514' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/114590526103226514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/114590526103226514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-i-have-decided-i-suck-at-blog-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-114417858004352196</id><published>2006-04-04T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T12:23:00.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>anyhow...</title><content type='html'>so here goes nothing.....&lt;br /&gt;i don't know a whole lot to write but i wanted to becasue i have felt like a slacker for not at least putting a couple of posts on here a week. so mainly i have been working alot.&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, i had the Half Marathon weekend before last...march 25... 13.1 miles...it was a blast! and the training continues! October is still a little while away but i had some problems with a couple of pulled muscles in my leg getting to the half that i am glad that i have left this much time to train for the 60 miles. i know that my body will thank me for it.&lt;br /&gt;i have not heard anything else from the DMN yet. still praying about that one. i hope to hear something soon. that would be a good thing. other than that i miss all my friends from ACU! i will come visit again soon i promise!!! i hope y'all are all doing well! i am sorry that i dont have anything exciting to write. i just dont' live that exciting of a life...hard to believe i know, i'll work on that. love y'all....talk to you soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-114417858004352196?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/114417858004352196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=114417858004352196' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/114417858004352196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/114417858004352196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2006/04/anyhow.html' title='anyhow...'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-114303944199323370</id><published>2006-03-22T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T06:57:22.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>an update...</title><content type='html'>a few things that i need to update you on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i called the Dallas Morning News again last friday and talked to my contact. He stated that they are still hiring for the position I want. They are just waiting for the "big dogs upstairs" to make some decisions about some things. But that as soon as they get to the interviewing process that i'll be getting a call. Now i'm trying not to hold my breath too much because i know that he is not the one hiring, but i'm guessing that if he has been talking to his boss about me as much as he says that he has then he just might be right on the money. I sent in my resume a couple of weeks ago so i know they have that, and he told me that he would tell my boss that i called again and am still interested in the position. which looks good i am told. i just wish they would go ahead and hire already. or not. i just like to know a solid decision, i don't like all this not knowing. but i am blessed with a job still at the insurance company so it's not like i am pressed for money or anything, this is just not the best of working environments, i would love to get into a job thats in my degree field, that would be a huge blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on my walking status...well the 1/2 Marathon is this saturday!!! and at the moment i am nursing an injury. i have a bit of a pulled muscle in my left leg. it's getting better. it was really bad on monday when i tried to walk last but already today i can walk normally again. it's going to be pushing it to walk that much so soon after this but i'm going to do it. i might be in pain again after it's over but i can say i did a half marathon! i'm still excited. i've been staying off of it as much as i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else.....lets see.....i'm sure there is something.....hummm....well at the moment i can't think of anything. i'll make sure to keep you better posted on the job updates and an update on the marathon after this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. look for me on myspace.... i caved thanks to Hannah i offically have a myspace! and i need lots of friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-114303944199323370?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/114303944199323370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=114303944199323370' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/114303944199323370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/114303944199323370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2006/03/update.html' title='an update...'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-114234934396165939</id><published>2006-03-14T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T07:29:58.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>60 Miles</title><content type='html'>So I have decided. Me and two of my girl friends from church are starting to train for a 60 mile walk! yes you heard...read....right. that would be 6..0.. SIXTY miles. three days of 20 miles each day for breast cancer research. so i have started walking obscene amounts of miles during the week to get ready for this. I'm even walking a trail half maraton next weekend as part of the training. i'm really excited!!! in a normal week i walk 16-20 miles. last week i walked 27. WOW. this week if i stay on track it will be about 38. can you believe it?? It's weird to say that i'm training. and that i am going to be in a half maraton next weekend is weird to say also! but i'm really excited. If anyone wants to join us, we have not signed up yet and we are going to do it as a team so feel free to let me know, its a friday through sunday. 20 miles a day. for a great cause. if you now feel moved to make a difference feel free to contact me and i will let you know when we sign up. you might want to at least start thinking about training. 60 miles in three days is alot. i love you guys! make it a great one! God Bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-114234934396165939?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/114234934396165939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=114234934396165939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/114234934396165939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/114234934396165939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2006/03/60-miles.html' title='60 Miles'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-114168205381620557</id><published>2006-03-06T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T12:52:22.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so it's been a couple of days since i've writen i'm sorry. i know that all of my die hard fans must be heart broken without new reading materal. but alas here you go. so who has been loving the weather...i know i have, i mean maybe 80 degrees this early in the year is a bit drastic but anyhow. it's a beautiful day. anyhow. i have really been racking my brain for something meaty to talk about...per request from kakakatrina....and somthing that a friend of mine said at dinner the other night coupled with a comment from my mother i feel that i may be onto something to here goes nothing.&lt;br /&gt;  the class that i am apart of at church is the 20's class, the single 20's class. and it's a big class. i'm loving it. everyone in there is so much fun to be around. well at dinner a little over a week ago, one of the guys Jason, said that the reason we are all still in the 'singles' class is because we all at some time in our lives have prayed for patience. i thought it was funny, and could instantly remember at least twice...TWICE...when i have prayed for that very thing. and instantly i'm thinking CRAP. well a couple of days later when i was taking my mom to work, for thoes who don't remember my mom just had foot surgery, so she can't walk on her own right now, or drive, and she said something about haveing to have patience right now. and about people have to have patience with her. and that having that temporary setback is showing her great amounts of patience. and that got me thinking again, patience is not a bad thing. it's a God thing. Think about when you were in grade school and they talked about how different students learned differently. some are visual some are auditory,etc. well i think that works that same with lessons from God sometimes. Some of us only learn patince from a broken bone or surgery, or patience when we just haven't had a date in 9 months. two extreem examples but i think you get the picture. anyhow. so don't be afraid to pray for patience but be prepard for what will follow, because the Lord will take you up on that don't worry. just remember He loves you!&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-114168205381620557?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/114168205381620557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=114168205381620557' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/114168205381620557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/114168205381620557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-its-been-couple-of-days-since-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-114124337512181686</id><published>2006-03-01T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T12:02:55.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm marching on..</title><content type='html'>So the thing that has been on my mind alot lately is well i guess it's a person. my Mom. She had foot surgery a week ago today. nothing big but she is off her 'feet' she is hobbleing around on crutches finally a little when she gets up. for the first several days she had to stay in bed pretty much at all times with her foot above her heart to keep it from hurting really really bad. well after a week of her not being able to walk i have been house mom. cooking a bit, cleaning, laundry, grocery shopping. it's been fun. but i can't imagine what's it's like for her. to just want to go for a walk. something as simple as being able to go to the store and walk around. or just walk to the kitchen and get something to eat. we take these things forgranted so easly and often until the rug is pulled out from under us. literally. i am still able to walk around and wash dishes and so laundry and go to the store. last night when i was leaving to go get some groceries, i heard mom say.."i wish i could go" usually it's something we dread, fighting traffic to get to the store, to complaine about the prices to wait in long lines to pay and again complain about that, then fight traffic back home, when she would love to be able to do that. granted she will in another week or two she can begin to put pressure on her foot, she didn't loose the limb or anything, but for now she still had to stay off of it. we never know what we have till we lose it, or lose use of it. then something as simple as walking around seems to be a daunting task. I love my mom, she has taken care of me more times than i can count, i'm am glad that i get a chance to give back to her. i only wish i could do more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-114124337512181686?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/114124337512181686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=114124337512181686' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/114124337512181686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/114124337512181686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-marching-on.html' title='i&apos;m marching on..'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-114108241474749987</id><published>2006-02-27T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T15:20:14.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a case of the mondays...</title><content type='html'>so this morning as my alarm clock was riviting through my dreams i had to literally stop and think for a sec and decide what day of the week it was. once i remembered it was monday, i draged myself over to the snoze button smacked it with no mercy two or three times, i don't rememeber, and then dragged my self from the comfortable confines of my covers grabbed my towel and my robe and it was off to the shower to try to wake my self up...if i had only known what kind of day at work awaited me i would have called in sick and stayed in my safe haven.&lt;br /&gt;so i hurredly got ready, and ran out the door...running late as usual...and got to work right on time!! mad props to me! well almost immeaditely the phone was ringing off the hook and i am still trying to play catch up from the last two weeks when i was not working, week before last because i was not here, and last week when i was here physically but mentally i was studying for my test. so inbetween angry customer phone calls i am trying to get a few things done. i had 13 premium change reports left to do and small pile of odds and ends still to do. and all the while the phone is ringing off the hook and people are coming in here like we are giving away free steak dinners or something. at one point i think i had about 15 people in my lobby that comfortably seats 8, and not to mention that they were all...ALL...talking and that makes answering the phone very difficult or at least hearing what the person on the other end of the phone is saying. anyhow, to make the rest of the long story short...it's been a busy day! and i'm glad it's coming to a close! and i can go home. and get to work there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-114108241474749987?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/114108241474749987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=114108241474749987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/114108241474749987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/114108241474749987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2006/02/case-of-mondays.html' title='a case of the mondays...'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-114081161241517696</id><published>2006-02-24T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T12:06:52.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>somebody stop me, i'm on a roll!</title><content type='html'>well i've offically made it FIVE POSTS FIVE DAYS IN A ROW. for all thoes who doubted *i am sticking my tounge out at you right now!!!* now i can't say that this will happen every week from now on but this week has been fun so i had to finish it out srong! well to catch y'all up on the saga of my test...I PASSED!!!!!!!! i now can apply for a license through the Texas Department of Insurance. which i should get easy. at least thats what i hear. i have no updates yet from the DMN, but maybe next week. I think i'll email my contact again on sunday night or monday with my resume and stuff and see if that gets me anywhere. who knows, now that i went through all this to get my license for this job....anyhow. today has been a madhouse, i have two weeks of work to catch up on. and the stack was getting pretty big. i have shaved it down quite a bit, but i still have a bunch to go...some of my friends from church are running in another marathon in the morning, so i an getting up early to go take photos of them! i'm excited! it's going to be so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;You know whats awesome...God works in amaizing ways...it's awesome to know that i had so many people praying and thinking of me yesterday! i got an email this morning from a friend that just happened to check my blog yesterday at 3...!!! how cool is that.. the encouragement that y'all have given me though this has been wonderful. i could not ask for better friends. and here is my special shout out to Misty for the email! thanks girl!!! your awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;and because it's friday, and yes Katrina i'm wearing my jeans, new ones that i got on sale...the best kind!!, i feel like i need to quote 'Office Space' or something. hummm...this is the most random blog ever! ok i'll stop...i hope that you all have a safe and wonderful weekend! i love you guys! i'll talk to you soon!!!!&lt;br /&gt;God Bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-114081161241517696?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/114081161241517696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=114081161241517696' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/114081161241517696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/114081161241517696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2006/02/somebody-stop-me-im-on-roll.html' title='somebody stop me, i&apos;m on a roll!'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-114070928027770841</id><published>2006-02-23T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T07:41:20.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cuatro sinko</title><content type='html'>well here's day number FOUR of my blogging in a ROW! who is amaized....maybe a better question would be who is still reading? anyhow. so i am less stressed today! which is good. i went out after church last night and hung out with my group of friends and that was alot of fun! i needed that! it calmed me down a lot i think. and i just got a call from the testing people and they want me to come in at 2:30 now to start my stuff. it's getting earlier and earlier. i now have less time to study today. but i have had five more days to get all of this. so i am hoping and praying for the best. so if you happen to think of me about three o'clock say a little prayer for me! anyhow, so far i haven't started studying yet, but i had a good breakfast! from mcdonalds! and i', going to have a pretty good lunch, and then it's off to the test. and then after that, me and some friends from church are going to meet downtown for dinner! at one of my fav resturants that i haven't eaten at in forever! UNO'S!!! i'm pumped...i am just praying that i have something to celebrate! i will def write tomorrow and tell how i did on the test! well i had better get to the studying. i hope all of you have a blessed day! i love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-114070928027770841?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/114070928027770841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=114070928027770841' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/114070928027770841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/114070928027770841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2006/02/cuatro-sinko.html' title='cuatro sinko'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-114062004839485256</id><published>2006-02-22T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T06:54:08.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>three for three</title><content type='html'>can you believe it? most of you proabably can't...wow, maybe it's because it's 8:30 in the morning and i'm already at work, and i don't want to work yet, maybe it's because i'm just full of information that i need to pass along. whatever the case may be this is officially the third post in three days, i think that's better odds than ever when i started this thing. so anyhow-here goes nothing... for thoes of you who read mondays episode...this is an update on that. I had planned on taking my test on tuesday morning. when i called on friday afternoon (and spent the better part of three hours lots of frustration and tears...on the phone trying to get a test re-schedualed...that would take to long to write on here) anyhow, it ended with a girl named De helping me fix the problem and was going to fix it first thing monday morning when she came into work. well i had not heard from here by 3 so i called up there and asked to speak with her. I was told she was unavailable, an answer i expected. i told the girl that answered the phone my delima and she said oh-no De didn't come into work today...WHAT&gt;! i started freaking out. well she said she the problem with my account was fixed and i could be set up for a test well the first available test that they have is on thursday!!!!! well so the pros  to this (it has taken me three days to say that word) is that it has given me more time to study. and the con to this is that i am freaking out still. i want so bad to pass this stupid thing, because i paid for it this time. This has been a little bit of a frustrating couple of weeks for me. needless to say i am looking forward to this weekend. and being able to not worry about the test anymore. anyhow...&lt;br /&gt;and lets just say that not much acutal work is getting done at work this week. i am sitting at my desk studying in between answering the phones. so if you can think about me tomorrow afternoon about 4pm that would be great! i really need it! say a little prayer for me! i love you guys! maybe i'll go 4 for 4 tomorrow...you never know!!! make it a great day!&lt;br /&gt;God Bless!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-114062004839485256?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/114062004839485256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=114062004839485256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/114062004839485256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/114062004839485256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2006/02/three-for-three.html' title='three for three'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-114054088610013810</id><published>2006-02-21T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T08:54:48.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>two days in a row?</title><content type='html'>well i remembered yesterday that there was something else that i wanted to write about but i didn't have time to do it. so here goes nothing.&lt;br /&gt;              another job possibility?.?.?.&lt;br /&gt;well to start mostly at the beginning, my father went to the mens retreat with church a few weeks ago, and while there he spoke with a good friend of his, whom I have met several times, nice man, beside the point. anyhow. well apparently on the retreat they spoke a little about me and what i was doing these days, and that I have a degree in Photojournalism and would love, wait scratch that LOVE to work at a newspaper. well a few days after the retreat (almost a week) i was having a really frustrating day at work.  and i was trying to wrap things up when my cell phone rang and it was my home number- which was strange to me because i didn't think anyone should be home yet- which in my mind ment something must be terribly wrong. so i answered. it was my mom, she told me that there was a message from my Dad's friend Tim about a job possibity at the Dallas Morning News--for thoes of you not from the metroplex it is one of the two MAJOR newspapers over here!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WOW, and i mean WOW. aparently Tim's nephew works part time at the DMN and he had put in a call to him asking if there were any open positions, and there is one right up my alley. it's not taking photos, but it's editing them. and that's close enough. and even better than that i would be in a management position!!! I think the title is something like the Head Color Lab Tech. i'm not for sure. it's an evening/night position, but it's a job at the DMN! With the possibility of moving into a photography position in the future! i am so pumped! I have only talked with my contact a couple of times but i am hoping to hear something else from the paper this week! so i wanted to write this blog while i was still happy about this!!! i hope every one is having a great week! i miss y'all! God Bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-114054088610013810?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/114054088610013810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=114054088610013810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/114054088610013810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/114054088610013810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2006/02/two-days-in-row.html' title='two days in a row?'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-114045012381779326</id><published>2006-02-20T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T07:42:04.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>as requested...</title><content type='html'>i know it's been awhile...and there is a good reason for that.. last week was CR8E for me. hehehe. anyhow. well for thoes of you know i was going to class for my insurance license. monday thru wednesday. and each of the nights i had something big going, monday was accountability group with girls from church, and i was leading group that night so i had to go, and then tuesday, was well valentines day. and well, here is where i branch off and tell you what awesome guys i am in class with&lt;br /&gt;    they planned this entire night for us...they valet our cars! escoreted us in and then served us dinner, and then provided us entertainment and gave each of us a red rose, and an award, they made an award ceremony like in hollywood you know best actress, best wardrobe(was won by my friend who is a manager at Eddie Bauer), I won best picture..because i am a "phtographer" they were really creative! major props to them for an awesome night!&lt;br /&gt;and then on wednesday after my class i had church. then i had to study all day on tursday and friday morning, and my test was at noon on friday. and well lets just say that i didn't do as well as i had hoped. but i am currently studying to retake it tomorrow. hopefully. so needless to say i brought my study stuff to work today to make the most of my time. i only missed it by a couple of points. so most likely i'll get it this time. so that was last week. needless to say i have been majorly stressed out to the max. i could use some extra prayer cover right now. i'll need all the help i can get tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;love you guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-114045012381779326?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/114045012381779326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=114045012381779326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/114045012381779326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/114045012381779326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2006/02/as-requested.html' title='as requested...'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-113899714333346456</id><published>2006-02-03T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T12:05:43.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>another friday...</title><content type='html'>this seems to be a recurring theme...writing on my blog on fridays, maybe it's because on fridays at work it's slower than the other day's and so i think about it more or maybe it's just that i am less prone to do work on friday's because i am too busy thinking about all the other think i would rather be doing on a friday than sitting at my desk answering the phone every 15 min (it's a slow day, i think i already said that) i don't know. anyhow but today i have a story...of sorts...so last night i went out to run some errands and i was winding down...my last stop was to get laundry detergent...as an adult still living with my parents i am helping out with some of the financial burden that these day to day--hold on the phone is ringing---ok i'm back that one was easy just a quick line transfer. any way back to my story,little things can add up. and i have laundry too...anyhow...  i had been at the mall so i was closer to target than walmart so i thought i would just run out there. well i ran it to the isle where the detergent is and they were out of the stuff that we use...there is a walmart just down the road a bit i'll just go down there and see if they have it...as i walk out of the doors i look over to where i had parked and i notice something amiss about where i had parked...there was a gentleman gathering carts and his line---the phone---ok...his line of carts was running right behind my car!!! so as i walked out to my car and got in he noticed and he started moving them, i had to wait while he pushed them out of the way...not a huge deal right. well i ran down the road to walmart and ran inside, bought detergent and as i was walking out to my car what do i spy but another cart guy RIGHT BEHIND MY CAR....two stores in one night.....what are the odds! i really did think it was funny. i'm sure that they were annoyed that they had to move them so quick. but there is my story for the day. and another thing.....EC this ones for you if you read this before tonight---a certain someone talked to me this week and we had a really great convo! I'll tell more about it tonight!!!! when we go get scones! love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to the rest of my audience! to all in abilene! i'll see you in a few hours! and to the rest of you may God bless you like you have never known! always trust in Him! lean on Him! and pray to Him! and He will give you strength! I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-113899714333346456?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/113899714333346456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=113899714333346456' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113899714333346456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113899714333346456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2006/02/another-friday.html' title='another friday...'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-113838483439030044</id><published>2006-01-27T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T10:00:34.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so today is friday and you know what that means right...&lt;br /&gt;-i get to wear jeans at work......&lt;br /&gt;-two days of sleeping in.....(our church changed things around the singles class is at night now and the service is at 5:00 with class following at 6:30 so yes i go to chruch just later than most of the rest of the world, and that really took some geting used to)&lt;br /&gt;-two days of no WORK all PLAY... hanging out with friends&lt;br /&gt;  well i also tried to look and find a funny thing from david letterman to put on here to lighten the mood a bit but i could not find any appropriate ones fast enough. oh well. i tried. someother time maybe. and i dont' really have any funny stories. i did get one of my coworkers in trouble for being rude to me. thatwas interesting.&lt;br /&gt;  i have found a really cool job that i am going to apply for soon. it looks like something that i would love to do. Its working as the Head of Photography for Kimbell Art Museum in Fort Worth so I'm really excited about that, i just have to get all the stuff together that they want fro m me and take it over there. i'm excited!&lt;br /&gt; humm what else....dont' know.....for now...it's just been a while since i've written anything for your entertainment so i thought that i would take this oppurtournity to let you laugh at me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for my abilene friends...i'll be there next weekend!!!!! i'm looking forward to it!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;peace out and love ya and miss ya tons!!!!! be good!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-113838483439030044?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/113838483439030044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>life</title><content type='html'>sometimes life seems so unfair... so short...&lt;br /&gt;i found out today right when i got to work that the 18 year old sister of one of my friends that i have known since middle school died in a horrible car wreck friday night. my heart aches. i don't deal with death well, thoes of you who know me know this to be very very true. i cried so hard. she was about to graduate high school. she had her whole life ahead of her still. so many things to do and see and feel and accomlish. she was so young, i don't know what the circumstances around the wreck are, only that the car flipped several times and she didn't survive. for thoes who feel moved to pray for the family her name is Brittany and her family is the Trotters.&lt;br /&gt;Mother-Becky, Older sister- Brooke (one of my HS best friends), younger brother- Bailey,&lt;br /&gt;it is so hard to lose someone you love. it never seems fair. we just have to trust that she is in a better place, that she has gone to be with our Heavenly Father!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they could really use the comfort right now. please lift this family up to the Father. and please pray that i have the words to comfort them when i see them, i am going to try to get off work for the funeral tomorrow to be a support for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-113744010671505211?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/113744010671505211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=113744010671505211' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113744010671505211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113744010671505211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2006/01/life.html' title='life'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-113699367413820573</id><published>2006-01-11T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T07:34:34.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Resolution</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;so I have been thinking alot. this is the time of the year when most people start their new year's resolution diets. and well i wanted a resoultion that stands out. i wanted a resolution that would be a challenge for me. for thoes that don't know me, i have spent the last 8 months watching what i eat and working out and have seen success in this, 20 lbs worth! this made me think. i have spent the last 8 months taking care of my physical body. and not that this is a bad thing but what about my spiritual side? it need to me worked out too! so this is my new years resolution. a workout with a twist. to seek God like I have never sought Him before. I am putting in on this blog because i know here there will be people who will keep me accountable! (you had better) Here are some things I have thought of to get me started, feel free to add any ideas you have...&lt;br /&gt;1. read my Bible DAILY&lt;br /&gt;2.Pray DAILY&lt;br /&gt;3. fast&lt;br /&gt;4. read Christian study materials (Max Lucado, etc..)&lt;br /&gt;5. read through my 40days of Purpose again(small tie in with 4, get over it:)&lt;br /&gt;6. memorize scripture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you have any other ideas feel free to let me know, i need all the help i can get! I want to seek Him and find Him with all of my heart, (Jerimiah 29:11) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to ask something from y'all, please be in prayer for me as i do this. As I seek to find out who God truly wants me to be I know that i will truly be under attack like i have never known. I love all of you, and i miss y'all, i look forward to seeing y'all again soon! i'll have to come to A-town to see my new baby cousin! Pray for me as I am praying for you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-113699367413820573?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/113699367413820573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=113699367413820573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113699367413820573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113699367413820573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-years-resolution.html' title='New Year&apos;s Resolution'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-113631454719720420</id><published>2006-01-03T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T10:55:47.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shoot</title><content type='html'>So I finally did the photo shoot. The engagement photos for some friends of mine from college. I didn't do as well as I had hoped, but i think i did pretty good for never doing them before. and man i already know what i would do differently. But if you feel brave and would like to see the pictures, here's the link. feel free to critque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/album/534655324bDCTJi"&gt;http://community.webshots.com/album/534655324bDCTJi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are definately some that I really like alot but there are some changes that i would make. i would have like to done it later in the day, when the light was not directly overhead and harsh. but that was the time that they picked out. next time i'll be more out spoken and vote for a later time and tell them why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll also do more research on more poses. and maybe a different place that has more for them to sit by or on or lean next to, there was not to much there. and the time of year didn't help. i'll bring a rose next time. i thought about it before i left, but the florest by my house was closed so i didn't try any harder that that. next time, i'll try harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was really excited, and am looking forward to  doing this again, i had a lot of fun!! If you know anyone who is getting married...let then know about me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-113631454719720420?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/113631454719720420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=113631454719720420' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113631454719720420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113631454719720420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2006/01/shoot.html' title='The Shoot'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-113528116582243635</id><published>2005-12-22T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T11:52:45.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>This is to all of my friends! and to all of you who i don't know and who will read my blog anyway. I want to wish you all a very safe and happy holiday.  I miss you all very much. I can't wait till we do a reunion and i get to see everyone! Just don't forget to remember the reason for the season! That Christ was born!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-113528116582243635?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/113528116582243635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=113528116582243635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113528116582243635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113528116582243635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-113448729562907172</id><published>2005-12-13T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T07:21:35.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eye of the Tiger</title><content type='html'>So some of my friends ran in a marathon on sunday morning, and i went as the designated photographer. and cheerleader! it was a lot of fun, it was early, but it was still fun! and the best part of it was when i saw a guy friend of mine (Adam Kirkland) from ACU and he did a double-take because he was surprised to see me, and all of the people i was with thought i was getting checked out! it was really funny! i had to explain to them that i knew him. he was not in fact checking me out. we are just friends, it was cool to see someone in all of thoes thousands of people that i was not expecting to see! and it was great to be there for the gang to get to see them run this huge race! the winner of the race ran 26.2 MILES in 2 hours and 11 minutes! WOW. my friends all did it in about 4 and a half hours which is not bad at all! i'm proud!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-113448729562907172?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/113448729562907172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=113448729562907172' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113448729562907172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113448729562907172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/12/eye-of-tiger.html' title='Eye of the Tiger'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-113397300844993948</id><published>2005-12-07T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T09:21:50.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>L dub and dub...</title><content type='html'>So I have been wanting to see the the movie The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe when it comes to theaters this weekend. and well i wanted to have the book read by the time i watched the movie. I have started to read the book several times, and I have even seen the 'original' movies when they came out several years ago. They made movies not only for L W and W but for Prince Caspian,The Voyage of the Dawn Treader and The Silver Chair. and I loved all three. But back to the original reason for my blog. I wanted to read the actual book cover to cover before these new movies come out. well i started the book again on sunday. i know i know, way to wait till the last minute robin, well i read out four chapters on sunday and didn't touch the thing on monday, well i brought the book to work yesterday thinking i could read during my lunch break. well it was such a slow day. i read. and i had the book done by 2pm. wow. it was a really fast read and a great one! i highly recommed it! five stars!!! anyhow! i am now fully prepared for the movie when i get around to watching it! i'm pumped! and for all of you who are shunning me for reading a book at work, i asked my boss several times if there was anything that she needed me to do. and there was not. so i was g to g. and i don't make a habit of it. but it was a really good book!&lt;br /&gt;now go read!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-113397300844993948?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/113397300844993948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=113397300844993948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113397300844993948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113397300844993948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/12/l-dub-and-dub.html' title='L dub and dub...'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-113388210934827849</id><published>2005-12-06T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T07:15:09.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Shoot!</title><content type='html'>So I offically have a photo shoot in two weeks. on December 17th, I am shooting engagement portraits for some friends of mine that i went to college with! and i'm pumped but scared at the same time. I have never done engagement portraits! But if i do good enough on these i might get the wedding as well, and if i get the wedding, then i'll get lot's of other jobs! man do these people know a lot of people. This could be a huge break for me. Or at least a good start. if i could ever get my business cards back from the printers that would be a good place to start! and a friend of mine from church here had a friend who is getting married and she apparently mentioned that she has a friend who takes pictures, and she as asked for my information. so i gave her my email address and webshots address so she can see past stuff i have done. Yes i have updated my webshots! Look on facebook for the link. I am really excitecd, when i get done with the engagement pics i'll post thoes on webshots as well.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know to much else. except my car is having issues. and i am going to have to take it back to the dealership on saturday. the anti-theft device they put on it and charged an arm and a leg for is not one that is under Ford warranty. it is only under that delarships warranty. which my dad is very very angery about. so on saturday we are going back out there and he is going to get them do take is off. So i am stressing out! This has been a good week and a bad week. But i'm still going!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-113388210934827849?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/113388210934827849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=113388210934827849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113388210934827849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113388210934827849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/12/photo-shoot.html' title='Photo Shoot!'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-113275979059788364</id><published>2005-11-23T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T07:29:53.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>but i'm hungry</title><content type='html'>me and my dad (not so much my mom) have adopted a cat that really owned by the people that live across the street(we did not steal the thing, we are just borrowing it from time to time). but they clearly don't feed it enough. when we first saw it it was skin on bone. poor little thing. anyhow. over the past few weeks she has gained a few much needed healthy pounds and looks like a normal cat now. and she is really sweet. but she has started a bad habit. she bounds across the street when i am leaving for work in the mornings. usually she is already on the porch waiting for breakfest when i walk out. but this morning i was running late. i walked out and walked straight to my car. got in and kept started it and started driving, and just watched in my rear view mirror as she stared me down from the middle of the street, sadly, and i could hear her saying that all she wanted was a little breakfest. so i made the block and went back and ran inside and filled her bowl with a little bit of kitty food. the guilt of leaving her there in the cold with a hungry belly was over whelming. i just kept thinking, if i was cold and hungry i would want someone to give me something to eat.  i know that it's just a cat but still. she was hungry, and how often could God look down here and say, there just humans i don't really need to take care of them. but he does, and not out of guilt, but out of LOVE!!!  So in light of this thanksgiving season, i guess thats what i am thankful for, is for the love of God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-113275979059788364?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/113275979059788364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=113275979059788364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113275979059788364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113275979059788364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/11/but-im-hungry.html' title='but i&apos;m hungry'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-113224431085041649</id><published>2005-11-17T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T08:18:30.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Horse*</title><content type='html'>So last night at church I totally lived up to the open mouth and insert foot.  well in an attemp to make friends me and the one other friend that i have made went and shoved into a conversation, and then somehow we started talking about nicknames, from our childhood and such no big deal, and well not that i am embarrassed about my current nickname becuase i am not, not when pronounced correctly.  but i tried to explain the nickname and how it came about and why it is spelled and pronounced the way it is and i think they will forever think i am for real crazy now. so i will really live up to my nick name, and thats ok. because now they have offically have seen me embarrassed! just trying to explain why my friends made their own language when in college!!! wow, anyhow, and then the guy that i am admiring from afar (I am not allowed to say crush because i don't know him very well yet) was handing out cookies and didn't offer me one, is that a fat joke? jk! any how, it was nice to see him, i am a loser i know, but at some point i have to make myself talk to him again somehow. if you have any pointers i could use them! anyhow i though all of my fellow sigma pi phi friends would love this!&lt;br /&gt;robin&lt;br /&gt;Cr8ehort!!&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I love my nickname! and would have it no other way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-113224431085041649?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/113224431085041649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=113224431085041649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113224431085041649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113224431085041649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/11/crazy-horse.html' title='Crazy Horse*'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-113208555618762357</id><published>2005-11-15T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T12:12:36.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clueless</title><content type='html'>ok, the title of this blog is not talking about me( although some of you might argue, no i am not laughing, ok maybe a little giggle) anyway, the reason for the title, back to my story. so this weekend i went to abilene.  for those of you who have been keeping up with the blog at all, you will remember the band-aid story, and the person that i had to mail the letter to, well he is in abilene.  well i had a bad feeling that i would run into him this weekend while i was out there, but i just kept telling myself, it's a big town it wont' happen i am just freaking myself out for mo reason.  well IT HAPPENED. i saw him.  and i can't say that it's not partially my own fault. i mean i saw him driving around on his motorcycle but the actual face to face bit well it was my fault.  it only lasted about 15 min or so, and was not bad( there were other people there) but then later on that night he called, at that point i felt to bad to not answer the phone he knew where i was the guilt was huge, so to make a long story we had a knock-down-drag-out fight on the phone AGAIN (but this was worse than last time) about why i won't go back to him. and of couse i eneded up crying, and yelling and mad and he was mad and we got nowhere as usual.  and i felt bad for a couple of days, and mad a myself for letting my guard down. for answering the phone. because i know better.&lt;br /&gt;I for about 24 hours felt almost like just breaking down and going back to him, because it would be over, the dating game would be over. i would no longer have to worry about it.  but then i woke up and realized that i am a preciouos child of God and he has bigger BETTER plans for me! he wants a MARRIAGE with HIM at the center!!! a marriage that i can be proud of!!! one i can look at and brag about. One where i can raise Godly children. a marriage that is all that and a bag of chips (who remembers saying that in like elementary school) anyhow i am better now, and no i am not going back to him, don't worry EC, and yes i'll call you and give you the full scoop! I just had to get this off mu chest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD IS GOOD!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you!!&lt;br /&gt;Robin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-113208555618762357?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/113208555618762357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=113208555618762357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113208555618762357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113208555618762357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/11/clueless.html' title='Clueless'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-113173062401583148</id><published>2005-11-11T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T09:37:04.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIDAY!!!</title><content type='html'>So yea, i have been waiting for this day like for two weeks now, for the soul reason that i am BETTER!!! i can breath!! it's an amazaing feeling let me tell you! well not to mention that i am going to A-town after i get off work today! i get to see my friends out there! a weekend away from the folks! I woke up extra early so i could work out before work because i won't be able to tomorrow or sunday i did'nt want to lose three days, two is bad enough when i an going to be eating as bad as i am with the lack of groceries but oh well.  i'll do my best, and then my boss came in with doughnuts this morning, and yes i broke down and had one, and i feel sooooo guilty!!!!!! but i am eating a turkey sandwhich for lunch so that kinda makes up for it right? that will just count as my dessert. wow i am analyzing this way too much! somebody stop me!! anyhow i can't wait to see my friends! i talked to one of them last night, well she(Erin) does not live in abilene anymore, so i had to get my weekly fix.&lt;br /&gt;and i saw another friend last night who was in fw for the weekend and was able to give her herbirthday gift that i have had for a month now.  she loved it!! i did good! it was a really cool mirror for her apt that she is going to get when she graduates!&lt;br /&gt;well as you can see i am rambling, i don't know much! i'll probably have lots of fun storyies on monday! i'll tell you more then!&lt;br /&gt;Robin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-113173062401583148?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/113173062401583148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=113173062401583148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113173062401583148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113173062401583148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/11/friday.html' title='FRIDAY!!!'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-113154828397279363</id><published>2005-11-09T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T06:58:04.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Allergies</title><content type='html'>So I offically have had the worst allergy attack of my entire life! and it really did last longer than it probably had too because of the medicene i am taking for my headache's. ok funny story, on saturday my mom was going to give me a stronger medicene so she called a pharmacist and asked if there would be any reaction, she was told no so i took it.  that was at about 8:30 in the morning, i then left for my walk, after which i came home i felt a little weird so i started cleaning my room.  then i started feeling really weird so i decided that what i needed was a  nap! naps take care of everything! so i layed down for about 45min then my mom came home and woke me up to see if i wanted to go to the mall with her.  Now at this point the best way i can describe the way i was feeling was that i had had way too much to drink, of the alcoholic persuasion.  basically i felt drunk.  trying to walk through the racks at the mall was a trick.  not easy at all.  but it was nice and cold in the store and that felt good.  when we got home from the store the major effects were starting to wear-off, and it was a good thing, i was to meet my friends wit hthe singles group at the park for an evening of fun at 3pm at that time is was about 2ish.  i sat and drank water like it was going out of style for the next hour and about 3:15 felt it was ok for me to drive, so i left for the park... i felt mostly ok, very very tired though and after a couple of hours at the park we went over to Daniels (parents) house for movies an pool or fooseball or just hanging out or whatever, i tried to play pool, and usually i am not that bad, i didn't hit a single ball the three games i tried to play.  it was so embarrassing! But I went home and slept it off and felt much better the next day. but that was so embarrassing!!!!!, i hope that you got a good laugh out of this! &lt;br /&gt;Robin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-113154828397279363?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/113154828397279363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=113154828397279363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113154828397279363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113154828397279363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/11/allergies.html' title='Allergies'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-113137895657003691</id><published>2005-11-07T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T07:55:56.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh me...</title><content type='html'>So I am starting to suck at this again.  Well in my defense I was sick most of last week, and weekend and am still not feeling great today, but aside from all of that, for thoes of you who are avid readers of my crazyness you would remember the person it took me a long time to write a letter to and them mail it.  And then I had finally after weeks of holding on to horrible guilt that I did'nt have to God realeasd me of that too!! well this past sunday i was getting ready for my walk, because i now go to church on sunday nights it's a long story anyhow, well i grabbed my phone and keys as i was heading out the door and noticed i had missed a call, from him.  and not only that but he had left a message.  something to the effect of "hi, i've been home for three weeks now, i still have the same phone number, i got your letter, i would really love to hear from you." a short message but it made me mad.  the point of the letter was so that he would leave me alone.  so that he would be gone, he's almost 26 what part of 'leave me alone' does he not understand! well in his defense it was obvious he had been drinking.  i am hoping that it was a one time kind of thing, a night out with the buddes and he was reminicing got the better of him and he woke up the next morning kicking himself and that it will be the one and only time that i will hear from him.&lt;br /&gt;But this has definately been a learning experience for me.  I can see God working in this and definatley the satan.  when God does something for the good satan works as hard as he can to combat that.  it's not been easy thats for sure, but I think it's been easier that I know that and can see the forces at work.  it makes it easier to fall back to Christ for strength! satan desperately is trying to get my depression to come back and i am fighting him as hard as i can, i need your prayers please! &lt;br /&gt;I am finally putting Rob behind me and moving on I even have a crush on someone else! wow, it's weird, he's a bit older than me and even an Aggie, but he has an awesome heart for God and that's the most important thing!&lt;br /&gt;pray for me as I am praying for you!&lt;br /&gt;Robin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-113137895657003691?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/113137895657003691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=113137895657003691' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113137895657003691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113137895657003691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/11/oh-me.html' title='Oh me...'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-113085986253860053</id><published>2005-11-01T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T07:44:22.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really Awesome Camping Trip!</title><content type='html'>So as most of you know I went on a camping trip over this past weekend.  We did a lot of the usual camping theatrical things like ariving after dark to put up the tent, freezing our buns off by the fire, fishing, hiking, we fed some cows, and played a really awesome game of caputre the flag where the girls were out numbered almost two to one and still put up a pretty good fight if i do say so myself!!  and then we even tossed the frisbee around a bit and i have to say a few jaws dropped when i jumped right up and was eager to join in and play! i made a few new friends this weekend.  it was really nice.  one of my favoriate things this weekend though was the devotional we had saturday night.  well really it was the talk i had with one of the girls after the devo that was really nice.  if you have been keeping up with this blog much you know that i had been needing to let someone go, and i had finally done that (Praise God!!) well i had been left with guilt.  mainlu because i had hurt someone.  i am a people pleaser.  i do not like it when people are mad at me or when i know that people are hurting because of something that i have done to them.  but after the talk with Laura i was able to pray that the Lord take my guilt away.  because i had felt so strongly that he had led to that decision because he has given me the strength to get there, i knew he would again answer my prayer.  and last night as i layed in bed i realized that i felt different, and i had all day.  The guilt was GONE!!!  like a huge weight lifted from my shoulders i could stand straight again.  with each and every passing day I am learning that God wants to give me the love of my life.  A love that I have never known  and that is so amaizing it will sweep over me like a west Texas winter wind and knock me off my feet. (all my acu friends you know what i am talking about!!) I am his beautiful daughter and he wantes to bless me I just have to let him! JESUS LOVES ME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and I love y'all!!!&lt;br /&gt;robin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-113085986253860053?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/113085986253860053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=113085986253860053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113085986253860053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113085986253860053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/11/really-awesome-camping-trip.html' title='Really Awesome Camping Trip!'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-113042755440383648</id><published>2005-10-27T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T08:39:14.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so I don't have anything really insightful to write you today, but I am always good for a laugh right, and I thought how appropraite since i now work in an office that i would grace you with this little bit of funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten Signs Your Boss Is Spying On You&lt;br /&gt;10. Wherever you go you're followed by a potted plant in loafers.&lt;br /&gt;9. The bracelet he gave you for Christmas beeps if you leave your cubicle.&lt;br /&gt;8. Office coffee has hint of hazelnut and sodium pentothal.&lt;br /&gt;7. Your name:"Sam." Next to your parking spot: "Reserved for the guy following Sam"&lt;br /&gt;6. Find yourself getting tasered more than with previous bosses.&lt;br /&gt;5. Your new secretary looks a lot like that chick from "Alias"&lt;br /&gt;4. Instead of photos of wife and kids on his desk, he has a photo of you sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;3. When you're alone in the men's room, a voice tells you to quit blocking the lens.&lt;br /&gt;2. Boss critical of typos in your personal e-mails.&lt;br /&gt;1. The fax machine just coughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope this brought a smile to your face!&lt;br /&gt;love you!&lt;br /&gt;Robin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-113042755440383648?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/113042755440383648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=113042755440383648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113042755440383648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113042755440383648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/10/so-i-dont-have-anything-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-113025069785332263</id><published>2005-10-25T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T07:31:37.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>humm...</title><content type='html'>I know, it's been a couple of days since i've written anything, but to be completely truthful i have had nothing to write.  Lets see yesterday at work i had to hand address 155 yes thats one hundred and fifty five labels for envelopes.  because the boss wanted it to not look like a mass mail out even though it was.  why can't we just get over our selves and let things look like what they are.  if it's a mass mail out lets put computer printed labels on them and spare our poor little recptionists hands the pain.  but all in all it was not that bad, it kept me busy all day.  of course my desk had never been messier but thats ok too.  it's driving me crazy.  but i can't put the darn stuff in the mail until my boss gets me the letter to put into the envelopes and i have been waiting to that for now 24 hours.  but thats ok too.  and really these letters needed to go out on friday.  well enought about work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going camping this weekend with the singles class from church and i am really pumped.  i am looking forward to being able to get to know them better.  i have been going to the class now for a little over a month and there are still so many that i don't know. it's going to be so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a really bad friend.  it has now been over a week since EC has moved and i have yet to call her to make sure that  she is ok.  I am a horrible friend, you may all begin to curse my name.  But i will call her today or tomorrow, i just don't know her hours and i don't want to call and get her in trouble or anything.  i can at least leave her a message and tell her that i am thinking about her and miss her!!  if you are reading this I MISS YOU!!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that all for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-113025069785332263?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/113025069785332263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=113025069785332263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113025069785332263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/113025069785332263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/10/humm.html' title='humm...'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-112982074641258520</id><published>2005-10-20T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T08:05:46.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>get LOST</title><content type='html'>so way back in may when i moved back to this wonderful town of fort worth my mother got be hopelessly hooked to LOST.  I now watch it every wednesday night after church with her.  we record it and watch it when we get home.  for her birthday i even bought her the complete seasom 1 on dvd and i watched the entire thing in about a week and a half just so i could catch up.  it really is a great show.  i am LOST in it...pun intended.  for thoes of you who truly who do not have the fogiest idea what i am talking about it is a show about a plane wreck where about 40 survivors ended up on an island in the south pacific.  really strange things happen all the time.  and i am not going to tell you anything else.  mostly because if i don't stop now i probably never will.  but i am not sure where i am going with this except to say that it is a really good show. &lt;br /&gt;ok, here goes nothing. i need you to pray for me.  and thats all i am going to say as of yet.  it's nothing bad don't worry i am just having a hard time right now.  i guess you could say that i am worried about the dr stuff.  but more so than that i am struggling with standing firm in my faith.  so please pray that i can do what the Lord wants me to do. no matter what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-112982074641258520?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/112982074641258520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=112982074641258520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/112982074641258520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/112982074641258520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/10/get-lost.html' title='get LOST'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-112973062808714965</id><published>2005-10-19T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T07:03:48.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MRI</title><content type='html'>so at 5:30 this morning I awoke for the fated MRI.  I got dressed for work careful not to put any jewelry on, at least yet.  and at ten minutes after 6 my mother, who wanted to tag along, left for the hospital.  we arrived about 6:30. 30 minuted before my scheduled appt, but I figured that if i got there early i could get there early and make it to work on time.  so after going to the wrong place twice, we finally found the MRI office and i got all signed in. &lt;br /&gt;after 15 min of waiting, they finally came and got me and took me back to the machine, when a quote from one of the best movies ever made popped into my head (the first person to correctly guess the movie gets a dollar) "no one with-stands the machine!"(i even heard the raspy voice).  well not being at all closterphopobic i hopped right onto the bed and put my head into the head holder(what else would you call it) and waited further instruction.  the attendant informed me that there would be 15 min worth of scans and then he would take me out and inject a dye into my arm and do another 5 min worth of scans (for contrast) he handed me a call button and ear plugs and told me not to move.  then pulled what from the inside looked like a hockey goalie mask over my face (for protection?)&lt;br /&gt;as he walked out of the room the bed slowly creeped into the machine. i felt like i was on my own private very comfortable rollarcoaster.  loud sounds followed by some vibrating of the bed once and a while, followed by beeps.  in different arrangements for different amounts of time.  it was not a bad experience at all.  and the pictures are cool.  so all of you out there who doubt the existance of a brain in my head now stand corrected, i have medical proof!!!  hehehe.  oh well, it will talk a couple of days for the results to come back but so far the preventative medicene has been working well.  I just wanted to keep y'all informed on the progress!!  i'll let you know when i know more! love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-112973062808714965?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/112973062808714965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=112973062808714965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/112973062808714965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/112973062808714965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/10/mri.html' title='MRI'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-112964626270770559</id><published>2005-10-18T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T07:37:42.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>so i am getting really old.  i was in bed at 10:30 last night!!!  i can't quite believe it myself.  i think that some of it has to do with the medicene i am on now for the headaches, the doctor said it might make me drowsey, well it sure does! i tried to push through it but i could not.  oh well lets see what i can tell you about yesterday.  not a whole lot happened.  I had lunch with one of the girls that i work with.  she is really cool.  I am really looking forward to the next two weekends, i love camping, and i am going to be camping for sure the last weekend of the month with the single 20's class at church, and then i am doing something this weekend with my friends from ACU (go wildcats!) anyhow, i am looking forward to the time out of the house.  it's been rough lately.  my brother has finally mostly moved out, he left most of his junk in his room though.  so i can't start the moving in process until i get his stuff out! oh well.  well i had better get back to work,  ok funny story... so i work where i have most of the customer interaction and there are definately some language barriers. well this lady walked in and handed me her payment slip with no check or anything so i asked if she wanted to make a payment, she didn't look orental, oh but she is, she didn't speak english at all, so she got her husband on the cell phone and let me talk to him, and he spoke english with almost no accent at all, strange but ok.  then she tried to pay with cash and we can't take cash and it took me five minutes to explain to her that i needed a money order not cash.  it's strange to me that one spouse can speak fluent and the other not hardly at all.  i don't know.  i know if i moved to a forign country it would be first on my list of things to do to learn the language.  oh well talk to you later, no pun intended&lt;br /&gt;robin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-112964626270770559?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/112964626270770559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=112964626270770559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/112964626270770559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/112964626270770559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/10/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-112956116706729942</id><published>2005-10-17T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T07:59:28.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad day, happy day!</title><content type='html'>One of my best friends ever is moving today far away because she got a really awesome job.  I am sad because she is going to be farther that two hours away from me, but i am so happy that she got the job that she wanted.  I know that i will see her again, and I know that now she has a job that she can be proud of.  I am truly blessed to have her in my life.  I am blessed for all of my friends, I don't know where I would be without y'all.  definately alot worse off, thats for sure.  There are alot of little cliche sayings about friends, like 'friends are people who know who you really are and like you any way' 'friends will let you cry for hours and never ask why'&lt;br /&gt;i was listening to the radio the other day, and a song came on that i have heard before but this time i listened to the lyrics this time it said, " The space between the tears we cry is the laughter that keeps us coming back for more" and that is sooo true. No matter how many bad days I have i know that there are tons of good days to come so I am not afraid to keep coming back.    I was with some friends on saturday night, for a going away party for Erin, and one of my friends told me that i looked like i was on drugs i was so happy.  and how appropriate.  because laughter truly is the best medicene!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-112956116706729942?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/112956116706729942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=112956116706729942' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/112956116706729942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/112956116706729942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/10/sad-day-happy-day.html' title='Sad day, happy day!'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-112929871965323095</id><published>2005-10-14T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T07:05:19.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. Appt.</title><content type='html'>so i had my dr's appt yesterday afternoon.  so i will let you know how it went.  well the doctor was pretty nice, spoke english really well.  well after about thirty min of talking he decided that i should have an MRI.  because there is something that i was born with, where part of my brain is acutally pressing on my spinal cord.  which in turn is giving me headaches.  well that's what they think it might be. so they are making me have an MRI to make sure.  in the mean time, i am taking a pill everyday to try to prevent the headaches.  my MRI is next wednesday and i have a follow up dr. appt the beginning of november. &lt;br /&gt;so thats that i'm just praying that this is no big deal, because no offense or anything but i don't want to have brain surgery, oh wait i won't have brain surgery. anyhow, my parents left this morning, my dad has been training for a race, 31 miles to be exact.  thats in the morning.  which means i have free reign on the house tonight, and what am i going to do.  probably sit around, clean and watch tv, exciting huh! try not to be too jealous, i know it will be hard. &lt;br /&gt;here is another prayer request for you.  I applied for a job at Lockhead Martin and  I really want it.  I think that would be an awesome position, a job that would challenge me to think, challenge me to be outside my box. maybe on monday i'll have a fun story or anology for you! I pray that you have an awesome weekend may God keep you safe and bless you!&lt;br /&gt;Robin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-112929871965323095?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/112929871965323095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=112929871965323095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/112929871965323095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/112929871965323095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/10/dr-appt.html' title='Dr. Appt.'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-112921332841181744</id><published>2005-10-13T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T07:22:08.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Band-aid?!?</title><content type='html'>If you read my post from a couple of days ago concerning a band-aid here is the update, if not stop reading here read the other post first and then come back to this one.  We serve an amazing God! He has given me strength.  I can offically say that I ripped the band-aid off today.  I wrote the letter a couple of days ago, and I put it in the mail today.  I can start anew today.  I am taking a leap of faith.  I know that God will catch me.  i just don't like it when people are mad at me, or when i hurt someone.  i don't like that at all, but i am afraid that if i didn't get myself out of this now then i would get swept away by it, and that is the last thing that I wanted.  i got myself in to that mess, i had to get myself out of it.  and now i am out of it.  and i don't know yet if the crap will hit the fan or not.  i'll have to let you know after the 22nd.  i'll make sure i let you know what happends, to the last detail. &lt;br /&gt;as far as other updates go, i have my dr's appt today at 4:00pm.  so if you read this before then, please keep me in your thoughts and prayers at that time. i would appreciate it! i fill you in tomorrow on how the dr's appt goes.  i'm sure it will be fine. &lt;br /&gt;as far as that goes.  i can't think of anyelse to write at the moment.  my parents are going on a date tonight and tomorrow night, thats not fair. i want to go on a date.  oh well.  i'm glad that they are going out together thought, it makes me happy that they still take time for just the two of them.   well i am going to leave now and go nack to work! i'll talk to you tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Robin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-112921332841181744?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/112921332841181744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=112921332841181744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/112921332841181744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/112921332841181744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/10/band-aid.html' title='Band-aid?!?'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-112915234216719805</id><published>2005-10-12T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T14:25:42.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October 12, 2005</title><content type='html'>I really don't have any funny story for you today.  I'm sorry I know that you are all sad to hear that.  one thing i have been thinking about today it how much i miss taking pictures.  i am going to devote some time this week to take pictures.  so that i can get better at taking pictures, and maybe someday sell some! would that not be awesome. &lt;br /&gt;secondly, one of my bestest friends is moving in a few days.  of course i have already moved out of abilene but she is moving farther away than i am.  it makes me sad but at the same time very very happy.  she got an awesome job and that makes me happy for her.  it is a much better job than i have, i know she'll love it.  EC i am so proud of you!!  and yes i will come to visit you! we are going to be friends forever!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's awesome how God answers prayer! he truly hears the desires of our hearts! I hope that you love your new job!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good day to all of you out there! pray for me as i am praying for you!&lt;br /&gt;robin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-112915234216719805?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/112915234216719805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=112915234216719805' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/112915234216719805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/112915234216719805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/10/october-12-2005.html' title='October 12, 2005'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-112904914925617453</id><published>2005-10-11T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T09:45:49.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>word-jangled</title><content type='html'>so yesterday when I was getting ready to leave work, my boss walks downstairs and hands me a new project.  I simply had to take a postcard that had been created in word and multiply it by four, so that there are four on a page like postcards.  well i spent the final 30 min of yesterday updating the card with our current phone numbers and addresses, just tweaking a bit, and this morning I got started on putting four on a page.  well this is the part where you get to laugh shamelessly at me.  i worked on it for almost three hours and could not get it to work.  the file was one from another agency that my boss copied from an email or something but it no joke would not let me change it in anyway.  i finally did what i thought was getting to work, it looked right on my screen but when i went to print it out the original screen printed out.  i think my computer hates me.  oh well. if you know how to fix this problem feel free to educate me becasue i feel really really stupid at this point, and despartely do not want to tell my boss that it took me almost three hours to find out that the only way to get four on a page was to print out 4 separate sheets of paper cut them out and tape them all on to a new sheet of paper and put it through the copy machine.  this definately qualifies as one of my dumbest moments.  i hope the three of you who read this laughed or at least chuckled at my dumbness.  at least i made you smile right? well i guess i better get started on my other projects that i am now behind on because i refuesed to accept defeat from a box.  i love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;robin&lt;br /&gt;be smater than the box, smarter than the box!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-112904914925617453?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/112904914925617453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=112904914925617453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/112904914925617453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/112904914925617453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/10/word-jangled.html' title='word-jangled'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-112895552978735084</id><published>2005-10-10T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T07:45:29.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>midnight midthought</title><content type='html'>so laying in bed last night a huge thought rolled it's fat way through my head.  well it's really an analogy.&lt;br /&gt;you remember when you were little and got a bo-bo.  your mommy would hold you and put a band-aid on it to make it feel better.  well in a couple of days it was time to take the band-aid off.  but you become so comfortable with it on there, it has become part of you.  you don't even realize that it is still there.  and that was the part i personally always dreaded.  the worst part of the injury was not the loss of blood, the scar that would surely insue(some of us had HUGE bo-bo's) or the injury it's self it was the horrendous pain that would be felt as the band-aid was thoughlessley riped from my fragile little body. (of course my mother was not as mean as i am now portraying, it'm just trying to set the mood.) well i would often run from her when she was only trying to help me. &lt;br /&gt;well at this point you might be wondering where i am going with all of this, well here goes nothing.  sure taking the band-aid off hurts, but it means you are starting to heal. when you finally get to take that little piece of tan cloth off of your arm or leg it means that the injury can now be exposed with out the worry of infection.  it is starting to heal.  in the same way, God is always showing us injurys that he is trying to heal.  but they cannot completely heal until we take the band-aid off.  for me taking the band-aid off is as simple as writing a letter, simply letting go of the comfortable.  but i am still scared out of my wits to do it, because i know it will cause pain, not only to me but to someone else too.  for you it might be something bigger, i don't know. &lt;br /&gt;I know that God is showing me that it is safe to take the band-aid off now, I am starting to heal, In order to heal all the way i have to take the band-aid off so that air can reach it and finish the healing process, it will hurt but God will give me the strength to do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. please pray for me this week, that i can take the band-aid off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-112895552978735084?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/112895552978735084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=112895552978735084' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/112895552978735084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/112895552978735084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/10/midnight-midthought.html' title='midnight midthought'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-112871190076414107</id><published>2005-10-07T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T12:05:03.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Request</title><content type='html'>for all of my friends who read this, and thoes of you that I don't know and read my random ramblings, I want to ask a favor of you.  If you would please pray for me  for a few specific things,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1. dr. appt next week with a nurologist&lt;br /&gt; 2. that I may let go and let God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate your attention to this matter.  If you are a bit confused with that second request, read my blog from yesterday.  it will clarify some, for thoes who want more detail and have my phone number feel free to give me a call.  i love all of you, i hope to hear from you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;robin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, this was really short compared to yesterdays just thinking out loud again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-112871190076414107?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/112871190076414107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=112871190076414107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/112871190076414107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/112871190076414107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/10/prayer-request.html' title='Prayer Request'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-112860705583712950</id><published>2005-10-06T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T06:57:35.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What are you holding back.....</title><content type='html'>So I am writing really early this morning, but thats ok, I was listening to the raido when I got to work this morning and they were telling a story that they tell alot but i have not heard it in a while, it is a story about a little girl who when shopping with her mother sees a fake pearl necklace, she asks her mother for it and she says no, but if you really want it, save your allowence and you can buy it for your self, so she does, and finally after weeks of saving they go back to the store and she buys the necklace.  She was so in love with that necklace she wore it everywhere, her face just lite up with the mere thought of putting it on after her bath in the mornings.  Well after a few weeks, one night her father was reading her a bed time story as usual ans after he finished the story he closed the book and asked his daughter, "sweetie, do you love your daddy?" "of course I do, daddy" she quickly responded, "then give me your pearls" he asked, she got a frantic look on her face and said "oh no daddy not my pearls, what about my favoriate pony you can have that one, but not my pearls!" "thats ok sweetie" he said and kissed her goodnight.  the happened once a week for three weeks, he would ask if she loved him, she would always respond with "yes" and then he would ask for the pearls.  each time she would offer a different toy that was important to her, but not the pearls that she loved so much.  after a couple of weeks the father went to his daugthers room for story time, and she was sitting up on her bed with tears in her eyes.  she immeadiately looked up at him and raised her little hand to his, in it was the dime store pearls.  with tears forming in his own eyes he reached into his pocket and handed her a blue velvet bag with authentic pearls.  He had them the entire time, he was just waiting until she would give up th dime store pearls for the real thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the same way, what are we holding back from our Holy Father.  What are we holding on to because we think that it's the best we are going to get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know for me it's love.  I am letting my heart hold on to a relationship that I know that I don't want to be in, and am not currently in, but my heart is still there. Until I let go of that I will not know true love.  God is waiting for me to hand it over to him, to rely in Him, to put my faith in Him. To take a leap of faith, out of the comfortable and into the arms of God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For anyone out there that is reading this, please keep me in your prayers as I prepare my heart to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. sorry that this was so long, but I just had to write this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-112860705583712950?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/112860705583712950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=112860705583712950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/112860705583712950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/112860705583712950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-are-you-holding-back.html' title='What are you holding back.....'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-112852270271693245</id><published>2005-10-05T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T07:31:42.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Male Nurse</title><content type='html'>yes there is such a thing, and I would know, I spent three hours last night in the ER.  I have been having headaches alot, but monday and tuesday it was non-stop, and then afterwork yesterday I started having problems with my eye sight, so my parents freak out and we go to the emergency room,  me still with a throbing headache praying that i don't go blind completely.  well my eyes got better, i was seeing fine by the time that we got to the hospital, but my head still hurt.  it only took a little while for the screening test and blood taking and for the doctor to come in and talk to me, and then for the first cute male nurse to come to my room and take me to get a CT scan of my head.  but when that was over, it was about another hour and a half before the doctor came back in with the verdict.  I don't have any tumors, cancer or anorisims (sp) but he wants me to go to nurologist to get a different kind of scan to get a better look at things, so basically we spend three hours in the ER to get a perscroption and to be told to go somewhere else, oh well, at least we have the peace of mind that i don't have to have brain surgery or anything invasive like that.  but so here's where the really cute male nurse comes in, he was teaching a med student to take temp and blood pressure/pulse, and was flirting the entire time, the poor little student could not find my pulse, so the nurse took it (to make sure that i had one hehehe) and then the student tried again, still nothing, oh well, the entire time that the student was trying to take my pulse the nurse guy was TOTALLY FLIRTING!!!!!! and then when they started to walk out of the room i noticed something, A WEDDING RING!!! why is it  that married guys who are off limits keep flirting with me, but single guys ignore me.  oh well, he was pretty funny, his wife is very lucky!  but for all of my fans out there, don't worry, i do't have to have brain surgery so never fear i am still here! i'm even back at work today! ok, so this was really really long today, but i thought i should give you all the details.  i'll tell you more when i know more!&lt;br /&gt;robin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-112852270271693245?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/112852270271693245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=112852270271693245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/112852270271693245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/112852270271693245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/10/male-nurse.html' title='Male Nurse'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-112845898296018747</id><published>2005-10-04T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T13:49:42.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So it seems....</title><content type='html'>So it seems that I am starting to do this like every other week, I was hoping to do this more like every other day.  It's just the problem with remembering to do it that is the hard part.  They have been keeping me busyier at work, which I am not complaining or anything it's just hard to remember to update you guys when i am up to my elbows in paperwork.  hold on the phone is ringing....ok, here I am, so I got this new headset today, so I can talk on the phone and not use my hands to hold the reciever to my ear, this makes it easier to type and junk like that when I am on the phone, but i am still getting used to it, i keep trying to talk to the reciever and it won't work, wow i am dumb sometimes, oh well, i like it, i feel official. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow I have had a headache for almost two days straight, but it finally went away about and hour ago, i feel like a new person! althought i am now hungry.  oh well you win some you lose some. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i can't think of anything profound to share with you today, maybe tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good!&lt;br /&gt;robin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-112845898296018747?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/112845898296018747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=112845898296018747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/112845898296018747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/112845898296018747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/10/so-it-seems.html' title='So it seems....'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-112791664102478349</id><published>2005-09-28T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T07:10:41.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I am learning more and more every day that the insurance business is not one that I want to know too much about, I am glad that I have the ability to pled ignorance half the time.  I am glad I have the job though, this will give me some good experience that I will be able to use, I hope to stay here about a year, unless I get a better offer elseware. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to take a few moments to say something, I it really hard today.  Tomorrow will be two years since my grandmother died.  We were very close and her illness and then death hit me extremely hard.  I still cry from time to time when I think about how much she ment to me and how much I miss her.  She was an amazing woman of God, and raised her family to love Him.  She was a wonderful example of what a Godly wife and mother should be, I hope that someday I can be half of the woman she was.  I love and miss her dearly and I look forward to seeing her again someday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please if there is one thing you read on this today, get to know your family.  Your grandparents can be amaizing windows to the past, they can share stories of experiences that you have only read about in history class. Don't take forgranted the value that you have right in your own family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;robin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-112791664102478349?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/112791664102478349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=112791664102478349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/112791664102478349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/112791664102478349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/09/so-i-am-learning-more-and-more-every.html' title=''/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-112716393092707563</id><published>2005-09-19T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T14:05:30.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's try this again shall we?</title><content type='html'>ok, so I am going to try this one more time.  I am pretty sure that there are no more people that are even trying to read this silly thing, because i cannot seem to keep up with it with any kind of regularity but now that i am sitting infront of a computer for 8 hours a day with almost nothing to do so here goes nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i started a new job with an insurance agent, and mostly i just answer the phone and process payments.  i really like the job alot the things that i have to do are easy and for the most part the people that i work with are really nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is only one person who has been any kind of rude to me.  there is only one of the account maganers who when i ask her questions she acts really annoyed.  most everyone else is very helpful and seems to like me, but i can't help the fact that i am new here and i don't know all the ropes yet and i don't want to do anything wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i guess thats all i know for now i am going to try to do this more on a regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;robin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-112716393092707563?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/112716393092707563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=112716393092707563' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/112716393092707563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/112716393092707563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/09/lets-try-this-again-shall-we.html' title='Let&apos;s try this again shall we?'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-111854467505272909</id><published>2005-06-11T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T19:51:15.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new computer a new day...</title><content type='html'>Hey all of y'all, i don't know if there is anyone who is still reading this thing, but i am going to try to get it going again, i got a lot of new things this week, a new car first of all...his name is Rocky..he is a 2005 ford explorer, then i got a job...taking church directory portraits...and a new computer...that is my graduation present from my parents. so now i have it in my room all set up so i can now try to write better.  i have had an exasuting day...i woke up early there was a man waiting to buy my old truck...yes i had to sell bubba..it is truly a sad day...and then i got ready in about 45 min and left for good ol abilene for mary foster's wedding! after that was over i left immeadiatly and came back home. then i preceeded to walk three miles.  boy could i use a nap. let me know if there is anyone who is reading this !&lt;br /&gt;Robin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-111854467505272909?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/111854467505272909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=111854467505272909' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/111854467505272909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/111854467505272909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/06/new-computer-new-day.html' title='A new computer a new day...'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-110853040389987413</id><published>2005-02-15T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T21:11:45.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow</title><content type='html'>so this was the weekend for werid things to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday night, i did not get called to hang out with some friends that had threatened that if i did not hang out with them they would be so mad at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on sunday night, i went and hanged out with an old friend ( a guy) and we went and saw the movie HITCH...good movie...well lets just say that it was really akward on the way home, i just feel like he was wanting to hit on the or something just by the way he was talking. i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then last night it came. the letter. the letter that i have been dreading to read since i first heard of it's existance weeks ago. i have been so literally terrified that i don't know what to do, and now that i have it and read it i still don't know what to do. I know what i should do, but it's not want i want to do. i just need to pray, and need anyone who is still reading this random thing, to pray that God guides me to the right decision, and gives me the strength to make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. sorry for the randomness of my satruday  post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-110853040389987413?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/110853040389987413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=110853040389987413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/110853040389987413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/110853040389987413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/02/wow.html' title='wow'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-110853063301995065</id><published>2005-02-14T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T21:10:33.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>another V-Day....</title><content type='html'>so this is my 22 valentines day in a row to be single, and i can't imagine having it any other way.  because I have not known it in anyother way.  but thats ok, because I know that God loves me, and his grace is sufficent!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-110853063301995065?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/110853063301995065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=110853063301995065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/110853063301995065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/110853063301995065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/02/another-v-day.html' title='another V-Day....'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-110827548923336433</id><published>2005-02-13T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T22:18:09.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no subject</title><content type='html'>so i am just sitting here thinking.  about a whole lot of things, i don't want to seem like i am trying to be deep or anything, because i know that none of my thought processes are what one might call deep, they are all a sequence of unrelated dots that don't always add up.  sometimes they are funny, sometimes they are just points to ponder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am upset about what a friend told her boyfriend, i am upset about what another friend is going to say to me or want from me when they get back from being away.  i am just upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am happy about the fact that my friend is coming home soon. i am happy that my brother has a job offer.  i am happy that i have a family that loves me and a God that takes care of me even when i do stupid stuff.  i am happy that for the most part i am a good student and person and fun to be around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are my random thoughts for today. i hope that they have served some purpose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-110827548923336433?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/110827548923336433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=110827548923336433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/110827548923336433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/110827548923336433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2005/02/no-subject.html' title='no subject'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-110322229743779043</id><published>2004-12-16T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T10:38:17.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>amendment</title><content type='html'>to the hypothetical question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; the only book I have by him is He Chose The Nails. so any other book by him would be great!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-110322229743779043?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/110322229743779043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=110322229743779043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/110322229743779043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/110322229743779043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2004/12/amendment.html' title='amendment'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-110300762503215841</id><published>2004-12-13T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T23:00:25.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sugar plum</title><content type='html'>ok, so the title today is really random. but i thought because of the season it is fitting.  here is my once a week blog.  the only exciting thing that happened to me today was that i got a phone call from half a world away.  my friend in the air force called me, wow, it was good to hear from him. a friend of mine thinks that it would be good for me to stop emailing him once a week, because of everything that happened between us in the past, and the fact that i am trying (sort of) to date someone else.  with whom i have a date with tomorrow.  i just really wanted to keep in touch with him to let him know that there are people or at least one person who cares about what happens to him, as a friend. i would feel too guilty to discontinue a friendship with him just because i start dating someone else.  what do y'all think?  i know that he is not the right guy for me so we would never get into another realationship again, but i don't think that it would be a bad thing to be his friend. anyhow another big thing, i passed comm law and social theory!!!  wow a dream come true, and speaking of dreams, i need to work on one, it's getting late!&lt;br /&gt; robin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-110300762503215841?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/110300762503215841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=110300762503215841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/110300762503215841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/110300762503215841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2004/12/sugar-plum.html' title='sugar plum'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-110288536568479502</id><published>2004-12-12T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T13:02:45.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas List</title><content type='html'>ok, this is not a normal blog... not that any of my blogs are what you call normal.  this is for the cousin that drew my name for Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; -Max Lucado book&lt;br /&gt; - candle&lt;br /&gt; - curling iron (1/2-1  inch)&lt;br /&gt; - picture frames&lt;br /&gt; - recipe book( with easy or quick recipes)&lt;br /&gt; - giraffe stuff&lt;br /&gt; - gift certificate to...&lt;br /&gt;                                    Old Navy&lt;br /&gt;                                    Kohl's&lt;br /&gt;                                    Michaels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is all i can think of for now...i'll try to add some more choices when i think of stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-110288536568479502?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/110288536568479502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=110288536568479502' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/110288536568479502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/110288536568479502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2004/12/christmas-list.html' title='Christmas List'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-110211570205409515</id><published>2004-12-03T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T15:15:02.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>self portrait</title><content type='html'>ok, I am a little behind on my weekly posting, but who can blame me, I have had a lot on my plate.  My computer died when I was three pages away from finishing my ten page research paper, however I have some amaizing friends, Hannah let me borrow her old computer so that I can finish it.  last time that I wrote, I wrote about a guy that I am pushing away, I think it's more like avoiding like the plauge.  I am just not sure if I am attracted to him like he is to me.  I don't see him very often, and that's my fault.  I don't know whether I should just give in and date the guy, or not.  anyhow enough with the depressing, I am taking the night off from studying for finals, I'll start that tomorrow.  I am so glad that this semester is over.  sorry that there are no profound thoughts in here, I can't say that I'm surprised. Anyhow, I just want to end by saying that God is amaizing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-110211570205409515?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/110211570205409515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=110211570205409515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/110211570205409515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/110211570205409515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2004/12/self-portrait.html' title='self portrait'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-110118723699996429</id><published>2004-11-22T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T21:20:37.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>did I miss the memo???</title><content type='html'>so today was one of thoes days...&lt;br /&gt; ya know that kind of day when you are getting up and it just does not feel right but you get up anyhow, and then you start your day and realize why it didn't feel right. because just about nothing is going your way.&lt;br /&gt; so I guess I have to admit that yesterday was a prequil to today, I had a huge headache, and had to go to an employee meeting that lasted TWO HOURS, but ontop of the headache, one of the girls that claims to be my friend yelled at me for hanging out with another friend instead of her the night before.  Wow I really don't understand her, she is what I consider a hypocrite. &lt;br /&gt;anyhow, and then I am not getting very many hours at work, my bosses are getting very grumpy.&lt;br /&gt;and then I write my weekly email to Rob (my friend in Iraq) and today I get a response that totally made me cry, wow was he mean.  Shala was trying to convince me that he was pushing me away because he cares about me so much, but I'm not sure if I buy it. &lt;br /&gt; and on top of  that I am pushing away a totally awesome guy, for what, for the sake of someone who does not talk to me for a month and then decides to chew me out.  forget it.  i am thinking about getting back in the game...we'll have to see about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; more to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-110118723699996429?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/110118723699996429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=110118723699996429' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/110118723699996429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/110118723699996429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2004/11/did-i-miss-memo.html' title='did I miss the memo???'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-110046996416338935</id><published>2004-11-14T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T14:06:04.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lets try this again...</title><content type='html'>hey you guys, here is a little something to brighten your day... I hope you laugh!&lt;br /&gt; You know if you are in West Texas when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1. you have heard the phrase "fixin to" in the last 6 months&lt;br /&gt; 2. you believe that more that 3 inches of rain a year is a RAINY year&lt;br /&gt; 3. you think that people who complain about wind in their states are wimps&lt;br /&gt; 4. you know that the true value of a parking space is not determined by the distance to the door but by the availability of shade&lt;br /&gt; 5. you have owned at least one belt buckle&lt;br /&gt; 6. if you have ever heard this conversation&lt;br /&gt; "you wanna coke?"&lt;br /&gt; "yea"&lt;br /&gt; "what kind"&lt;br /&gt; "dr.pepper"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want the complete list talk to me later.&lt;br /&gt; I will try to start writing more often.  I am just real used to putting my thoughts out for the world to read.  but it is getting easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I hope that everyone has a great weekend and week.&lt;br /&gt;God Bless Our Troops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-110046996416338935?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/110046996416338935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=110046996416338935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/110046996416338935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/110046996416338935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2004/11/lets-try-this-again.html' title='lets try this again...'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-109806560619605735</id><published>2004-10-17T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T19:13:26.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lone time no blog</title><content type='html'>Ok, so you can all say that I am offically a slacker.  It has been like a month since I have written one of these things.  Thanks to Katrina for pointing that out the other night.  I promise that I am going to get better at this.  Maybe. &lt;br /&gt;So I just want to say that the great panty caper has come to an end and what a sad end it has been.  But it was fun being a part of such great prank(s).   I can't wait to see what will happen next.&lt;br /&gt;kudos to all of the girls who came to IW on friday, we had a blast and looking forward to the next.  Hopefully we will have another one before the end of the semester. &lt;br /&gt;next, wow am I looking forward to fall break.  it is going to be so much fun.  But we want more people.  35 is not enough, bring your friends and your friends friends friend.  the more the merrier.   however the more the more cars we will need.  But we will make it work somehow. &lt;br /&gt;Lastly lets all say a little prayer for our military.  I think that sometimes thoes of us who don't know anyone in the armed services take forgranted that there are people who are on active duty working hard to keep us safe. I know that the war has taken a whole new meaning for me personally now that i know several people who are going to be getting deployed here in the next few days and months and I am greatful to know them.  I know that they are a little crazy but God loves them too.  And they are making a huge sacrifice.  If you would like names of people to pray for specifically get back to me and I'll hook you up.  But please in general keep thoes in the armed forces in your thoughts and prayers!!&lt;br /&gt; your own personal crazy red head&lt;br /&gt;    robin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-109806560619605735?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/109806560619605735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=109806560619605735' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/109806560619605735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/109806560619605735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2004/10/lone-time-no-blog.html' title='Lone time no blog'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-109589258172508382</id><published>2004-09-22T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T15:36:21.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No News</title><content type='html'>    I am steadly trying to come up with words of wisdom to bestow upon thoes of you who are my friends (that actually read these things).  I am afraid that after all of my pondering I am unable to come up with any words that are suitable for such an occasion.  &lt;br /&gt;    So what to say. I could recap my day, for thoes of you who like to read something so that it will put you to sleep.  Or I could just ramble on like a person who is very very bored. &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-109589258172508382?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/109589258172508382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=109589258172508382' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/109589258172508382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/109589258172508382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2004/09/no-news.html' title='No News'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346734.post-109530859037169915</id><published>2004-09-15T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T21:23:10.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Day</title><content type='html'>       I have offically succomed to the new trend of blogging. I hear that it is quite fun, and can be an interesting way to get things off your chest.  So here goes nothing.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;    I say the neatest thing two days ago when I was going to get dinner for the girl that I was working with.  I was on my way to Bueno, when a car pulled ahead of me.  At first I noticed that it was and old oldsmobile, and not it the best of conditions either.  But the thing that really stood out to me was the bumper sticker on the run down automobile.  I have always had a thing for bumper stickers, I think that you can really tell alot about a person by what they are willing to display on their car for thousands of people to view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The bumper sticker read, "God has been good to me".  I immeadiately started smiling.  It was obvious that these people did not have alot of money, and I thought to myself, "thats awesome".  A lot of time I think that people relate God belssing them by the size of their bank accounts, but this was a message to people that you don't have to have alot of money to be blessed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8346734-109530859037169915?l=cr8ehort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/feeds/109530859037169915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8346734&amp;postID=109530859037169915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/109530859037169915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8346734/posts/default/109530859037169915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr8ehort.blogspot.com/2004/09/new-day.html' title='A New Day'/><author><name>Cr8eHort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01077373560598789090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
