<?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-11843644</id><updated>2011-07-28T13:28:22.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All about me</title><subtitle type='html'>It is &lt;b&gt;MY&lt;/b&gt; blog afterall</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>385</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-5208583550203397196</id><published>2009-01-22T10:22:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T10:33:53.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I know it has been &lt;em&gt;forever&lt;/em&gt; since I’ve posted. I will be surprised if any of my readers still remember me. Life has just been insanely busy. I never really understand the difference having a child makes. I mean I knew it would make life busier, but I foolishly thought that after he went to bed or during his naps I’d have the time to do things like post on my blog. Who knew that instead of posting I’d be doing dishes or cleaning or be catching up on reading or tv and of course would be spending time with Mr. IT. Really would it be so hard to turn on the computer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much has changed in my life in the last year and a half. My little Monkey is amazing. Of course every Mother says that so I know he’s more amazing to me than to anyone else, but seriously the kid is unbelievably amazing. I can’t believe how much love I can and do have for him. I totally understand what people are talking about when they say there isn’t anything like the love you have for your child. My heart aches when I’m away from him. I’ve had to deal with going through every Monday – Friday with a dull ache all day long. If he isn’t awake before I leave for work in the morning (Mr.IT drives him to dayhome and I pick him up) I go through the day weighed down. I stay in a sad mood all day. When I get to see him before I leave I am in such a good mood. I am instantly happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing I appreciate now is how time flies. I understood it before but now I really understand. I just want to freeze the days. I miss when he was tiny and would sleep on my chest. I miss rocking him to sleep. I absolutely love and treasure the things he is learning and doing right now though. He walks and runs and says a few words and he loves playing with balls and hockey sticks. He loves trying to shovel the driveway. He calls everyone Daddy including me. He practically vibrates with excitement when I go to pick him up. He also loves making me laugh. He has so much personality it blows me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really lucked out with this kid too. He eats good, goes to bed good, loves to have baths, loves to go outside, loves music and is just a really happy and good kid. He’s very easy to take care of. Even when he’s sick he still tries to play and be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really hard time going back to work. I was trying not to let it get to me and it’s not until I look back that I realize how hard it hit me. Poor Mr. IT put up with a lot from me. It was hard to be away from my Monkey and it was weird coming back to work. Things were definitely different. First, I didn’t go back to the position I was in before. I went back to a lesser one. I still got paid the same amount. They claimed it was because they restructured and my position was gone. The problem with that is the girl that covered my mat leave had the position mine would have evolved into and no matter how they tried to deny it I knew it. I actually know it for sure now because I now have her position. In November she moved to a different position and so I got hers. It came as a promotion and I got a raise with it but I’m still a little bothered by the fact that I didn’t get it when I got back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing that changed here is that I don’t feel so involved as before. One reason is the girl that I was really good friends with before mat leave no longer speaks to me. I really don’t know why… I have heard a rumor that it was because I gave someone else kudos for an outfit she bought the Monkey. I thought we were good enough friends though that she would have told me that it bothered her. Plus it was before my Monkey was six months old and let me tell you I was a basket case during that time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I don’t know for sure if that’s the reason since she won’t talk to me. She’s polite at work and I have no problem working with her but she doesn’t smile or talk to me at all. I did ask her about it. I asked her why she doesn’t talk to me, she told me that wasn’t a conversation to have at work. I agreed and asked if she wanted to get together to talk. She said she did… I told her that I knew she was busy and that I could free up time easier so to let me know when she wanted to get together to talk… she never did. It doesn’t really bother me that much anymore but it definitely affected my return to work. I’m very sure that one of the supervisors doesn’t like me because of the other girl. I definitely feel like an outcast of the department. Oh well, I don’t mind all that much since I just come here, do my work and go home to my Monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr.IT and I also moved. We bought a house and moved at the beginning of August. I LOVE it. We finally put up the last of the curtains and it just looks amazing. We sold and bought at the perfect time. The condo sold at the higher price and we got our house for a lower price. It’s brand new and perfect for what we wanted. There is also a spare room for another baby sometime in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having another one is going to be put off for a little while though. The reason being… I’m soon to be Mrs. IT! We got engaged on December 15th. It was a perfect proposal and I’m extremely excited. Tentative dates for our wedding are New Years Eve or sometime this summer. We’re still figuring out affordability since a New Years wedding will be more expensive and less reception halls are available. We’re planning on waiting until after the wedding to have another one. I’d be happy to have the second before but he really wants us to do it right this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m thinking that’s enough writing for now. I hope I still have some readers left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0id2CAK4KL4/SXitOywjiAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/nAWq8XHAA5c/s1600-h/Jonah+happy+in+his+cape.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294171831629219842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0id2CAK4KL4/SXitOywjiAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/nAWq8XHAA5c/s320/Jonah+happy+in+his+cape.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-5208583550203397196?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/5208583550203397196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=5208583550203397196' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/5208583550203397196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/5208583550203397196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-know-it-has-been-forever-since-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0id2CAK4KL4/SXitOywjiAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/nAWq8XHAA5c/s72-c/Jonah+happy+in+his+cape.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-5058843134918477845</id><published>2008-04-19T23:32:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T11:58:16.245-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm a terrible blogger! I can't believe how long it's been since I last posted. Things are pretty much the same. I'm still in love with my son and staying at home with him. I can't believe he's nearly 7 months old! I've uploaded more pictures of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anyway it's late and I need to get some sleep (very different from my Saturday nights a couple years ago...) but Callie was wanting more posting and more pictures so I obliged. Hopefully next time I post will be a lot sooner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-eadf2410b7d757c3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Deadf2410b7d757c3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330355755%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D115A750BD652BAAEAE967FA4EB2A6031AD01F8BA.5C0AC959B5A84CA48D97490C02AD8993E1F7F818%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Deadf2410b7d757c3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_615N5CZsnW3xjvn1-GKfjbrT6I&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Deadf2410b7d757c3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330355755%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D115A750BD652BAAEAE967FA4EB2A6031AD01F8BA.5C0AC959B5A84CA48D97490C02AD8993E1F7F818%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Deadf2410b7d757c3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_615N5CZsnW3xjvn1-GKfjbrT6I&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-5058843134918477845?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=eadf2410b7d757c3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/5058843134918477845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=5058843134918477845' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/5058843134918477845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/5058843134918477845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-terrible-blogger-i-cant-believe-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-6133851310077582403</id><published>2008-02-29T16:03:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T16:20:47.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yikes it has been a long time since I've updated. A lot has been going on but of course it's all about my little monkey now (maybe I should change my blog name..). My monkey is just over 5 months old. He smiles so much that his great gedo thinks we should have named him smiles. I have so much fun with him laughing and talking! He is already trying to crawl! It's so adorable. He now weighs 18lbs 7 1/2oz and on Wed his first tooth peeked out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Other than that things with Mr.IT are wonderful. He's a great Dad and thankfully we work well together so that raising our monkey isn't too exhausting for either of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;There is a lot more going on but the baby is waking up from his nap so I have to run. Check out the new pics uploaded on flickr!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172545941381304242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0id2CAK4KL4/R8iTINxrz7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/RCW-YTCt0fE/s320/092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-6133851310077582403?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/6133851310077582403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=6133851310077582403' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/6133851310077582403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/6133851310077582403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2008/02/yikes-it-has-been-long-time-since-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0id2CAK4KL4/R8iTINxrz7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/RCW-YTCt0fE/s72-c/092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-8321591655348809827</id><published>2007-12-22T10:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T10:38:02.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well my Monkey is nearly three months old now. Time sure does fly by. He's still my chubby little man, he weighs 15lbs 11oz now. He talks and laughs so much now and I love every single smile. He's also very strong and loves to sit and stand. He's made me into more of a morning person. He wakes up smiling and I can't help but be happy seeing that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We're all ready for Christmas here. We didn't buy anything for the little Monkey (well I bought him an outfit) since he won't care and he's going to get so much from others. We'll buy his gifts after we see what he gets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hope everyone has a great Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-8321591655348809827?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/8321591655348809827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=8321591655348809827' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/8321591655348809827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/8321591655348809827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/12/well-my-monkey-is-nearly-three-months.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-3836707337598563607</id><published>2007-11-29T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T09:48:58.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Baby monkey is now over two months old. I can't believe how much time has gone by and how much he's changed. It feels like just yesterday that I had him and he's already smiling and talking. He's a very happy baby. He still doesn't really sleep through the night though and that can definitely be wearing on me. Thankfully Mr.IT is great about giving me a night off on the weekends and letting me go to bed earlier on some week nights. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;He's definitely a Mommas boy (of course most babies are) his favorite place to sleep is still in my arms and he talks the most to me. Last night I went out for a bit and he was pretty happy and awake while I was gone but Mr.IT said he didn't talk much. When I got home and was holding him he was talking up a storm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I love that he also will now watch us when we walk away/past him. He'll smile when he sees us even if he was just fussing. He definitely prefers to be awake, he fights sleep and is usually very happy when he wakes up. He's most happy when he's naked though and absolutely loves bath time. We'll have pictures of bathtime uploaded soon. He's also pretty happy when he's getting his diaper changed... he'll grin and laugh even if he was crying and miserable before we started changing him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;He's also turned out to be a very chubby baby. He weighs 14lbs 4oz and has the cutest little budha belly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I definitely love being a Mom even when I've had very little sleep and just want to crawl into bed. He just has to smile at me and I get a whole new wind of energy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My baby-momma group is pretty good. I'm not sure I'll be meeting up with any of the girls after but it's nice to get out of the house. I'm still just a little shy and some of them seem to have already clicked or they have a friend in the class already. We'll see how it goes. Either way though it's nice to get out and talk to other Moms even just for a couple hours a week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Babies awake now... gotta run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-3836707337598563607?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/3836707337598563607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=3836707337598563607' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/3836707337598563607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/3836707337598563607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/11/baby-monkey-is-now-over-two-months-old.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-797769181405408334</id><published>2007-11-12T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T11:20:23.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I've made one of the toughest decisions I ever had to make. I decided to pretty much stop breastfeeding. I had a lot of problems... first with cracked nipples then with the thrush. He's also been very gassy and it's worse after I feed him. He's still gassy with the formula so we're working out which formula is best but he's worse after I feed him. I'm still not sure I made the right decision. I can't stop kicking myself for not trying for longer... for giving up. It's just after 6 weeks there were still problems and feeding him is so much more pleasant from the bottle. I can't really describe the regret I feel about it. I know it's the right decision... I just still feel kind of like a failure. I know I shouldn't beat myself up for it... plenty of women can't/don't breastfeed and I don't think any less of them so why should I think less of myself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;On another note I finally uploaded a picture of one of the things I bought with the giftcard Stephie sent. It's the soother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2218/1994260755_adc3e62ef6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2218/1994260755_adc3e62ef6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I start my "Mommy and Baby" group this Thursday. I'm really looking forward to it. Meeting other new Moms is going to be great. Hopefully I'll connect with some of them so I have people to get out of the house with during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-797769181405408334?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/797769181405408334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=797769181405408334' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/797769181405408334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/797769181405408334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/11/ive-made-one-of-toughest-decisions-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2218/1994260755_adc3e62ef6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-3409430432487597391</id><published>2007-11-04T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T22:52:43.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It's been rough without Mr.IT here but thankfully with the help of his Mom and Stepdad and my Dad it's been ok. He was really cranky Friday and Saturday evenings. Just like he was Thursday. It's pretty close to collic. Tonight was a lot better and I'm crossing my fingers that tomorrow night will be good as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I go for my 6 week check up at the doctor. I can't believe it's already been 6 weeks. Time just flies by like crazy. My little monkey is already so much bigger than when he was born I already miss how tiny he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for Mr.IT to get back on Tuesday. I miss him like crazy. Monday is our one year anniversary. It's hard to believe it's been a year yet so much has happened it's surprising it isn't longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-3409430432487597391?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/3409430432487597391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=3409430432487597391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/3409430432487597391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/3409430432487597391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-been-rough-without-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-7290979406472763487</id><published>2007-11-02T15:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T15:29:32.155-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;My little monkey is doing well. We're on our own for a few days. Mr.IT is in Chicago for a software convention until Tuesday. I'm a little nervous, yesterday evening was really hard. Baby didn't want to eat or sleep even though he was hungry and tired. Without Mr. IT here it would have been much more difficult but between the two of us we were able to switch off so neither of us went nuts trying to soothe him. I'm really hoping this evening won't be like that. He slept ok though when he finally fell asleep at midnight. Mr. IT was great and let me sleep all night so that I'd have a full nights sleep before he left. I'm still breastfeeding but we also give him formula at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm uploading more pictures... including ones from halloween. He was a pumpkin! So cute so check them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-7290979406472763487?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/7290979406472763487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=7290979406472763487' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/7290979406472763487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/7290979406472763487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-little-monkey-is-doing-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-3316716902374450183</id><published>2007-10-24T17:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T17:06:44.901-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Today my little monkey is one month old! In honor of the occasion I took him to get weighed and measured. The little guy is now 10 pounds 10 ounces and 22 1/2" long. He's grown a lot already. I've also uploaded more pictures to flickr (sorry Stephie no pics of your gifts yet... soon though).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to report the thrush is gone (hopefully to not come back) and his breast feeding blisters are gone as well. He is back to being the happy laid back baby he was in the beginning. I'm also thankfully getting a little more sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well he's waking up (hungry AGAIN) so this is just a short update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-3316716902374450183?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/3316716902374450183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=3316716902374450183' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/3316716902374450183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/3316716902374450183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-my-little-monkey-is-one-month-old.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-9186797009844538996</id><published>2007-10-18T16:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T16:58:33.910-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;My poor little monkey has been sick the last week. It's been rough on the both of us (and Daddy too). He is doing a lot better though and must be going through a growth spurt since he won't stop eating. Unfortunately since he was sick he started not sleeping in his playpen or bassinet. He likes to be held. Which means I've had to sleep with him in the bed. I really didn't want to get into that habit but what do you do when the poor guy won't sleep otherwise. I'm hoping that since he's starting to feel better he'll be willing to sleep alone now. We put him in his playpen pretty quickly after he falls asleep and when he wakes up we comfort him but then put him back so I'm hoping he'll get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday has come and gone. I can't believe I'm 30. I had a nice day with my little family and last Saturday we went to Mr. IT's for a family birthday thing. My Dad, brother and his family all came. It was really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been getting out of the house a little this week. On Tuesday I went for lunch with a couple girls from work and then brought the little monkey to work. Everyone thinks he's perfect looking. I of course agree. Last night Mr.IT and I took him out to the mall so I could go shopping and spend my birthday money. I needed some new shirts since I'm not quite back to my before baby body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-9186797009844538996?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/9186797009844538996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=9186797009844538996' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/9186797009844538996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/9186797009844538996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-poor-little-monkey-has-been-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-5971662619394359898</id><published>2007-10-07T12:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T13:06:16.497-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;We took the little monkey to the doctor for his one week check up. He's got a clean bill of health. On Wednesday we took him to get weighed and measured. Most of the time babies lose weight after they are born but in a week they should be back to their birth weight. Well our little one surpassed his birth weight by 6 ounces. Here I was all worried that he wasn't eating enough or that my milk might not be enough. Guess I don't need to concern myself with that. He also grew half an inch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a busy weekend with going to my brothers for thanksgiving supper yesterday. He did really well though. Slept through all the noise. You better believe it was noisy too. There were 8 kids all 5 and under. Plus the adults (13) make as much if not more noise than the kids. I'm happy we have a baby that will easily sleep through all that. I had a good time and absolutely love my brothers place. They live on an acreage outside the city and the house is mostly wood inside. When I first saw it I thought all that wood would drive me crazy because it seemed so closed in but now with all their furniture (and new hardwood floors and carpet upstairs) I think it's beautiful. Plus you can't beat how peaceful it is being in the middle of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we'll be heading to Mr.ITs parents house for thanksgiving. It's a much quieter atmosphere but no less fun. I'm hoping to get home a little earlier tonight though so we can wind down a little sooner. Hopefully get the monkey to sleep at an earlier time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a couple days I'll be thirty. I can't believe it. I don't feel like I should be turning thirty. I also can't believe I actually have a baby before thirty. It has been a great present but of course it also means no big party for the thirtieth birthday. No big deal though I don't mind keeping it low key. Dinner with Mr. IT and just relaxing for the evening. He goes back to work on Wednesday too so it'll be the last day with all of us home. I'm definitely going to miss him being home all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-5971662619394359898?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/5971662619394359898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=5971662619394359898' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/5971662619394359898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/5971662619394359898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/10/we-took-little-monkey-to-doctor-for-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-5601791039815161614</id><published>2007-10-02T12:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T12:33:19.072-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1339/1470832796_3619023ac5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1339/1470832796_3619023ac5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I've uploaded the pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been hectic but I've managed to get sleep for the last couple of nights. Broken sleep but still about 8hrs so I'm pretty happy with that. Today we take him for his one week check up! I was planning on stopping by work but I think we'll do that tomorrow. He's been eating like crazy and we slept in a little bit so we may want to just head home after the doctor instead. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great to talk to you Stephie!! Thanks for the congrats Penny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-5601791039815161614?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/5601791039815161614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=5601791039815161614' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/5601791039815161614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/5601791039815161614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/10/ive-uploaded-pics-its-been-hectic-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1339/1470832796_3619023ac5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-7748772961570019973</id><published>2007-09-25T20:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T20:56:04.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm happy to announce I'm the proud Momma of a baby boy!! I went into labour on Monday at the doctors office. All in all everything went very smoothly and we're both home already. He was born at 11:07pm September 24th. He weighs 7pounds 12ounces and is 19 3/4" long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very tired and sore but am doing well. Pics are soon to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-7748772961570019973?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/7748772961570019973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=7748772961570019973' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/7748772961570019973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/7748772961570019973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-happy-to-announce-im-proud-momma-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-9132628645638503717</id><published>2007-09-20T10:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T10:53:13.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Went to the doctor today. I'm coming along nicely... 3-4 cm dilated and he's in the ready position. She stretched my cervix so it could happen within the next couple of days. She doesn't think I'll last a week. They booked me in to get induced on the 5th but I probably won't have to wait that long. If the baby doesn't come sooner a day will probably open up sooner to be induced. I really don't want to be induced though since I hear it's definitely more painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callie will be here in only a few hours!! I'm so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-9132628645638503717?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/9132628645638503717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=9132628645638503717' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/9132628645638503717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/9132628645638503717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/09/went-to-doctor-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-3571810528200104647</id><published>2007-09-17T14:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T14:25:31.177-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Well Friday is the due date. I've been home since last week and am finding it very boring. I'm trying to enjoy it but the whole waiting for labour plus not much to do makes it hard. You may notice I changed my profile pic. It's one of the pics I got done by the photographer. I've uploaded a bunch to flickr so go check them out. We did get a lot more pictures than that on the CD but I wasn't about to upload 90 pics... plus I don't look so great in some of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that nothing new here. Just waiting and waiting. Of course I'm also very excited about Callie arriving here on Thursday! Only a few more days!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-3571810528200104647?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/3571810528200104647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=3571810528200104647' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/3571810528200104647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/3571810528200104647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/09/well-friday-is-due-date.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-6657250268534907300</id><published>2007-09-05T10:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T11:07:10.228-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Since Stephie asked I will update. I’m over 37 weeks now and getting very anxious to have the baby and have my body back. I’m still working until the end of next week. Truthfully though I’m not sure I can last that long. It’s a lot more difficult than I thought it would be to continue working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks and 1 day until Callie gets here! I can’t wait to see her (and munchkin)! It’s going to be great to have them around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we went to the photographer for the ‘Demi Moore’ style belly pics. I think the pictures are going to look great (despite my face being chubby with the swelling and baby weight gain). The photographer did a good job of making Mr. IT and I feel comfortable and I ended up having a blast doing the pictures. We’ll also have them on CD so I’ll definitely upload them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t believe in a short while I’m going to have a baby. I’m going to be a Momma… wow. Mr. IT is going to be such a great father too. He’s so excited. I don’t think I could have found a guy that would treat me better than he does. He’s been absolutely wonderful throughout all of this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Edit: My last day at work is going to be Monday. My feet are unbelievably swollen. They look like hobbit feet without the hair. I'm looking forward to being off work but I'm going to miss it too. I'm really hoping I don't get too bored. Mr. IT had a dream the baby was born Sept. 8 at 11:07am so if it was more like a premonition then maybe I won't actually have time to get bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-6657250268534907300?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/6657250268534907300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=6657250268534907300' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/6657250268534907300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/6657250268534907300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/09/since-stephie-asked-i-will-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-5088273080626707709</id><published>2007-08-07T16:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T16:21:16.492-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm just over 8 months now (33weeks). I'm getting really excited. I'm really nervous about the giving birth part but I can't wait to see my baby. This week we're going to our first pre-natal class. We've got nearly all the baby supplies we'll need but have yet to sort them and organize them in the babies room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The change table is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; not here. The replacement order arrived at Sears on the 1st but after inspection they discovered it was damaged. So they sent that back and re-ordered. It's scheduled to arrive on the 16th (or around there). Let's hope this time it's good and will finally be delivered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added more belly pics from last week. On Sept.5 I'll be going to get naked belly pics. Well not completely naked... my private parts will be covered but the rest of me will be naked. Mr.IT will also be in some of those pics. I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also counting down the days until Callie gets here. I really hope the baby doesn't come early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost forgot. We have a name. We had a baby shower/bbq the other weekend and ended up playing poker. There were eleven of us all together, Mr. IT and I ended up being the last two. Since it was going to take forever (due to the amount of chips) to actually get to a winner we split the pot. Then a friend suggested we play for the name. So we played best out of three. Unfortunately for me I lost. His name is going to be Jonah. Things may change though since Mr.IT is now a bit wishy washy on the name and if he decides that he doesn't really want that name then mine will be back in the running. We played for the names not the option to choose the name so if he changes his choice then we're back to square one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-5088273080626707709?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/5088273080626707709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=5088273080626707709' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/5088273080626707709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/5088273080626707709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-just-over-8-months-now-33weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-397059640505732897</id><published>2007-07-18T08:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T08:55:28.525-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So busy! I'm now over 7 and a half months along (31 weeks). I can't believe how quickly time goes by. I also can't believe I'll only be at work for another 8 (and a half) weeks. My last day of work is a week before the due date (of Sept. 21). I have one more week of holidays scheduled for beginning of August. I have a feeling I'm going to need it. I get a lot more tired now and sitting at my desk all day is starting to get very uncomfortable. I could start my leave earlier but I'd prefer to have more time with my son rather than take extra time now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wow. My Son. That still sounds so strange. I think it would be pretty funny though if he was born and it turns out he's a she. The likelihood of that is really slim considering two ultra sounds say he's a boy but I would laugh if it's really a girl. At least then we'd have the name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The family reunion was really nice. Very hot though. The first night we had a hotel room which had air conditioning so it wasn't bad but the other two nights we stayed in a condo without air conditioning and that wasn't so nice. I liked being around my nieces and nephew but the one day was 38C (100.4F) so it was way too fucking hot. Thankfully the next day was cooler 25C (77F) so I was able to actually cool down and get some sleep until the people in another condo were being noisy and kept waking me up.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My brothers kids are seriously the most adorable kids. They have their moments but even when they are being brats they are adorable. All three of them have such different personalities. The oldest loves the fact that there is a baby in my belly. First thing she does when she sees me is kiss my belly and say hello to the baby. One day she made a comment about how when I eat the baby gets the food too. It's so cool to hear her talk and see how smart she is. I also loved hearing the two girls talk to eachother when they went to bed. You could hear them giggling and/or fighting and the things they would say were just so cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We still haven't received the change table. They told us it was found and scheduled for delivery but that wasn't true. We called to reschedule since we were away when they had it scheduled and were told it was still lost. Before leaving we sent off an email to customer service and they never responded. So after calling again when we got back we were told it was scheduled for last Saturday. Guess what.... no change table delivered. So Mr. IT called again and this time he wasn't so nice and they finally said they were re-ordering it and it would be in around the 29th. They also gave money back on it, a gift certificate and the shipping for free. I really wonder if we'll get it before the baby. It's just too bad that's the only change table we've seen to match the crib. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My younger brother is in town working for around 6 weeks. I'm so excited that I'll be able to spend time with him. Since he lives in Ontario it's usually years between visits. There is also a possibility of his wife and son coming to visit one weekend. I'd absolutely love that. I haven't met his son and would really like to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The baby cooking is going well. It's very uncomfortable and I still feel sick often. My feet are swollen and my face is back to the chubbiness of before I lost weight. There are parts of pregnancy though that I really love. My favorite part about the whole thing though is feeling him move or watching the belly when he moves. It will mesmerize me until he stops. Not so good for while at work but I can't help it. I have to stop and watch my tummy move or feel him moving. I always thought that would be the part I disliked... I mean you have this parasite moving around in you. Creepy! Along with being creepy it's also the most wonderful feeling. I also like knowing that I'm carrying my child... that I have a baby growing in me. Again it's one of the creepier aspects but still wonderful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-397059640505732897?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/397059640505732897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=397059640505732897' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/397059640505732897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/397059640505732897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-busy-im-now-over-7-and-half-months.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-6837011853618933530</id><published>2007-07-01T07:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T07:54:05.919-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The change table didn't end up coming. Actually on the 16th nothing came. We called and they had rescheduled the delivery without letting us know. It was scheduled for Tuesday during the day. Since we aren't home during the day we rescheduled for Wednesday evening. The mattress came but the change table again didn't come. We called again and they don't know where it is. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now though we have the bed all set up and yesterday my Dad came and helped put up the boarder. Actually it was more like Mr.IT helped him. It looks awesome. I'll take pics when we finally get the change table so you all can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on vacation this week. On Thursday we're heading out to my family reunion. I'm looking forward to seeing everyone but am not looking forward to the 7 hour drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 7months pregnant now (28weeks) and can't believe how fast time has gone. I find it hard to believe there is only a couple months left. I've been getting the morning sickness still... although it seems to happen at night while I'm sleeping. I'll wake up feeling like I'm about to puke. Luckily so far I've only thrown up one more time but it's very unpleasant waking up every hour or so on the verge of puking. I absolutely love feeling him kick though. That's probably my favorite part about pregnancy. It's amazing how strong the little kicks are too... you can see my belly move. It's creepy but very neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're still no closer to having his name picked out yet. I'm still stuck on the name I liked from the beginning and he's still stuck on NOT picking that name. Hopefully one of us will come up with a name we both like soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-6837011853618933530?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/6837011853618933530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=6837011853618933530' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/6837011853618933530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/6837011853618933530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/07/change-table-didnt-end-up-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-3514141126467651215</id><published>2007-06-16T07:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T08:01:58.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;This past week has been very draining. Mr.ITs Baba (that's grandmother in ukranian) passed away on Monday. I've spent the week with him and his family. I'm very sad that I won't get the chance to know her better and that she won't see her great grandson. She was so looking forward to him. She'd talk about him every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news we got the babies crib all set up last Friday and today the change table is supposed to be arriving. I'm very excited for that. We still have to put up the boarder and put things where we want them but I think it's going to look great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-3514141126467651215?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/3514141126467651215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=3514141126467651215' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/3514141126467651215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/3514141126467651215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-past-week-has-been-very-draining.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-6401013717530326194</id><published>2007-06-01T18:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T18:16:53.427-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's been a stressfull couple of days. I'm glad it's friday. So happy to be able to relax. The move went really well and everything is all set up. Well not the babies room but we'll be getting the crib in mid June. The basement is kind of a mess too since that's where we put things to store them but I'm sure it won't be long until that is set up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm so happy to hear Callie booked her tickets to come out here for when the baby is born. Let's just hope he doesn't come early or later than a couple days. I'm looking forward to seeing her and munchkin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Had our first appointment with the obgyn on Monday. That went well... I like her so far. At the end of this month is our last monthly appointment and then we go every two weeks. I still can't believe how much time has already gone by. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-6401013717530326194?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/6401013717530326194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=6401013717530326194' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/6401013717530326194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/6401013717530326194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-been-stressfull-couple-of-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-3413382722248510115</id><published>2007-05-23T07:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T07:17:51.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I can't believe it's already the end of May. Time is just going by so fast. I'm a day away from 23 weeks. I feel him moving and kicking a lot more now. Last night he kicked so hard it startled me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much is new with me. I'm packing this week because on the weekend I'll be moving in with Mr. IT. I'm excited but also pretty nervous. He's still a sweetie though. On Sunday he came here and had flowers for me. Two Birds of Paradise... back when we started dating he compared me to flowers and told me that those would be the best to describe me. Totally unique and beautiful. I've never seen those flowers before and they are very pretty... and smell like Easter. The way easter bunny chocolate smells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-3413382722248510115?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/3413382722248510115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=3413382722248510115' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/3413382722248510115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/3413382722248510115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-cant-believe-its-already-end-of-may.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-6889622158458086880</id><published>2007-05-14T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T10:09:18.657-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I haven't been very good at updating... not a whole lot has been going on. My pregnancy is moving along. I can't believe I'm over halfway through already. I'm nauseous most days but it isn't as bad as before. Had another ultra sound and he was (it was a week and a half ago) 12 ounces and moving around a lot. I put the picture up on flickr... this time he looks more like just a skull rather than alien. I'll probably be uploading a new picture of my belly today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week and a half ago was 6 months for Mr. IT and I. He got me a beautiful promise ring. It's white gold with a blue heart stone in the middle. Weird thing is I had a dream the night before he gave it to me that I was getting a ring. The ring looked the same except that in the dream I didn't actually see the blue stone but I did see the three little diamonds on each side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has been very busy painting his whole condo before I move in. He should be done this weekend so I'll be able to move in probably the weekend after (or possibly during the week). I'm looking forward to it but am also a little scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be hopefully signing up for some baby registries this week. My friend at work is planning a baby shower at work for June so I need to have a registry for her to send out. I did already sign up for Toys R Us online. There aren't that many items but some of the bigger things that I want. www.toysrus.ca registry number 353544407.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-6889622158458086880?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/6889622158458086880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=6889622158458086880' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/6889622158458086880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/6889622158458086880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-havent-been-very-good-at-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-6633641273903599112</id><published>2007-04-26T07:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T07:17:40.226-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I don't have anything really new to write. Things are good. I'm still getting nauseous almost every day. Not pleasant. I've uploaded a couple more pics of the belly (and another of Mr.IT and I).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Pot Luck lunch at work. I of course didn't cook... I'm bringing the buns. Yesterday was Administrative Professional Day and a few of us got bouquets. I was surprised to get mine. It was really sweet... they are spring flowers and each one is different with a different vase. We all got cards and I just thought it so sweet of them to not only get us flowers but pick out different cards to suit us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my usual doctor appointment on Tuesday. I got to hear the heartbeat again... little bugger kept taking off though. The doctor would find it and quickly the baby would move away. Next Thursday is my ultrasound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-6633641273903599112?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/6633641273903599112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=6633641273903599112' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/6633641273903599112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/6633641273903599112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-dont-have-anything-really-new-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-5489562746122949746</id><published>2007-04-20T07:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T07:32:11.922-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I didn't want to post about this until I knew more. It's been a bit stressful the last couple of weeks for me. I had a pap test and they found abnormal cells. The cells are high grade so they were concerned that there could be cancer cells as well (especially since my last pap test found nothing). I had more tests and I'm pleased to say there are no cancer cells. The high grade cells are still a concern but it's something to keep an eye on. I'll go back for tests after the baby is born and probably every six months. There is a good chance the cells will turn into cancer but at the same time there is a chance they'll just go away. I'm taking the good news and trying not to worry about the maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a few more weeks until I move in with Mr.IT! He and my Dad have been discussing the rest of the painting and hopefully some will get done this weekend with them able to finish next weekend. I should really get some boxes and start packing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks until my next ultrasound! I'm so excited to see my baby again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-5489562746122949746?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/5489562746122949746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=5489562746122949746' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/5489562746122949746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/5489562746122949746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-didnt-want-to-post-about-this-until-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-3353524523641413398</id><published>2007-04-19T07:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T07:18:20.919-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Being sick and not able to take anything is definitely not fun. Thankfully the tylenol (regular strength) actually did take some of the edge off. I'm finally getting over the cold. I still have a bit of the sniffles but for the most part feel ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second trimester is supposed to be the best part of being pregnant. You're supposed to feel all wonderful and no longer have trouble sleeping... the morning sickness should be gone. Of course I couldn't possibly be following what it's 'supposed' to be like. I still am sick (granted not as often) and I definitely still have sleeping issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cool thing is I have felt the baby moving. It's really light so sometimes I think it's my imagination... but it's pretty neat. Mr.IT was able to feel it once the other evening... of course he stopped moving (after moving quite a bit for an hour before he got here) so he wasn't able to feel him more. So the movement while very cool also makes me more paranoid. If I don't feel him move all day I get worried. Of course he's probably moving when I am not paying attention (it's still so light it's easy to miss it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-3353524523641413398?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/3353524523641413398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=3353524523641413398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/3353524523641413398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/3353524523641413398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/04/being-sick-and-not-able-to-take.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-7879483887600460576</id><published>2007-04-13T08:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T08:44:54.988-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I had a doctor appointment this week and the baby is doing good. I'll be going for another ultrasound May 3rd. Hopefully I'll get another picture... I'm going to ask about the 3D ultrasounds as well. I've heard the place I go to does have the capability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm heading to work a little late today since I'll be staying late for inventory. Looks like I may have to take an auditor around the back again. At least this time I have a better idea of where things are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to have a cold. I started to feel it yesterday and it's worse today. So far though it isn't too bad. Regular strength tylenol has taken away most of the headache so hopefully it stays manageable with tylenol since I can't take anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. IT took another belly pic last week (pretty sure it was last week) and will probably take another one this weekend. After that I'll get him to send them so I can upload them. Yesterday I had so many co-workers come up to me and comment on just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;how big&lt;/span&gt; I've gotten and how cute I look. Thankfully I've been hearing the 'you have the pregnant glow' comments too or I'd be upset about how big I am. I'm not feeling so comfortable. The belly bugs me when I sit... I can't curl up on my chair like I used to. I can't believe it's just over 5 months to go. I'm also a little afraid of just how big I'm going to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-7879483887600460576?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/7879483887600460576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=7879483887600460576' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/7879483887600460576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/7879483887600460576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-had-doctor-appointment-this-week-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-4096438809598594965</id><published>2007-04-04T07:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T09:41:00.388-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;I had my ultrasound yesterday. They tell you to drink six 8 ounce glasses of water an hour and a half before you go. So I drank one bottle (2 glasses) and already had to pee. By the time I was on my third bottle I had to pee so bad that I couldn't sit still. I couldn't concentrate and I still had half an hour before I had to leave (an hour before the ultrasound). Thankfully one of the ladies told me that when she went for her ultrasounds she couldn't drink all the water and went before but drank more water after. She was like there is no way you're going to make it. So I raced to the bathroom and went. I then drank another bottle and a half on my way there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The technician was like so you have to pee right? I said oh yeah. He laughed and said oh I love it. The he was like ok lie down here you'll feel better. I was thinking somehow I doubt that. Then he goes I've also been known to tell fibs to mothers that have to pee. He checked everything out and I couldn't make it until he told me I could go. I hadn't seen the baby or heard the heartbeat but at this point I knew I wasn't going to make it any longer. So I told him thinking that I wouldn't be able to see anything. He took a minute longer then said I could go and then get my friends (boyfriend and co-worker) and go back in. I was so relieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked him if he could try to see if it's a boy or a girl. He said that it was unlikely since I was there so soon in the pregnancy. He said he would only tell me if he was 100% sure. I asked if he would tell me at 75% sure and I wouldn't take it as for sure. He laughed and said nope only at 100%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought them in the room and the technician started. First he showed us the kidney and then the babies legs... then up to the head. To which I commented awwww my alien baby. Then to the heart. I asked to hear the heartbeat and we heard it. The heartbeat was at 141 (actually I think that's the wrong order... I think he did the next part before the heartbeat). He would go from the head to the feet. It was amazing. Everytime he passed the middle area I would hold my breath... hoping he'd stop. Well he did go to that area. As soon as he stopped on it I knew. Then he says... since there is definitely something there you are having a boy. I cried. I had held it together up until that point. Hearing that... the tears escaped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did get a picture and Mr.IT is planning on scanning it so hopefully you'll all see it. (Picture is scanned and uploaded to flickr) He gave us the picture where I said awww look at our alien baby. After all that it was sinking in that we were having a boy... I looked up at Mr.IT and went "Aw CRAP.... now we &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; to pick a boys name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-4096438809598594965?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/4096438809598594965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=4096438809598594965' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/4096438809598594965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/4096438809598594965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-had-my-ultrasound-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-4358728461066150440</id><published>2007-03-31T07:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T07:21:38.930-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Only a few more days until the ultrasound. I'm getting more and more excited. The weekend will probably go by pretty fast since I'm working both today and tomorrow. The nice thing is I get time off in lieu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that has me excited is my brother finished his single. He emailed it and I really like it. Of course I'm biased but so far everyone I've had listen to it agrees that it's really good. It's country and the song is a good two stepping song. He's in the process of finishing the CD and it should be on shelves sometime this month. The single will be released to radio very soon. I'm absolutely thrilled for him. It's been his dream for a long time and I'm glad something is coming of it. The single is called "Didn't smell the Coffee" and his artist name is Bobby Wills. I think it'll be a bit before it gets to the states (dependant on how well it does here I believe) I don't doubt that it will get released there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-4358728461066150440?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/4358728461066150440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=4358728461066150440' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/4358728461066150440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/4358728461066150440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/03/only-few-more-days-until-ultrasound.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-2862122064412382249</id><published>2007-03-28T07:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T07:31:08.098-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Went to the doctor yesterday. Turns out I'm Rh Negative. I already pretty much knew that since my blood type is O Negative. All it means is by the end of the pregnancy I'll have to get a needle. If an Rh Negative mother has a Positive baby and their blood mixes the next time she gets pregnant her body will attack the baby as foriegn. It doesn't really effect this baby although from what I understand there can be complications at birth for me. Other than that everything is normal. I've gained about 8 pounds so far. I haven't gained any since my last appointment (4 weeks ago) but my tummy is bigger. I've uploaded the pics from March (the latest from Sunday). I'm really not that big until you take in the size my tummy was before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is the ultrasound. I'm so excited for that. A co-worker (that is a good friend on top of being a co-worker) is going to take the afternoon off with me and come to the ultrasound (Mr. IT will be there as well) and we plan on doing some shopping or just hanging out in the afternoon. We'll be working this weekend so we'll both have the time off available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-2862122064412382249?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/2862122064412382249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=2862122064412382249' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/2862122064412382249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/2862122064412382249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/03/went-to-doctor-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-7059628053985768217</id><published>2007-03-22T07:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T08:41:03.425-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Not a whole lot new. We picked up some stuff for the babies room the other day. We did decide to go with the safari theme. It's so cute. I'll definitely take pictures when the room is finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've still been feeling sick quite often. It usually hits me half hour after I get home from work. On one hand I'm glad I'm not feeling that crappy at work. On the other it sucks to be glued to my couch too sick to feel like doing anything. It's just under two weeks until I have my first ultra sound. I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have pics of my belly up. There are one (or two) from March that he'll upload after he takes more. He'll take another picture this weekend so I'll add that one as well. The other day I got dressed for work and when I looked in the mirror I thought I didn't look pregnant. Then I turned to the side. Yeah I definitely look pregnant. A lot of my shirts no longer fit me. One of the ladies at work is positive I'm having twins. I can't imagine that. I'm sure she's wrong though... I'm not nearly sick enough for that... everything I've read says with more than one baby you go through the morning sickness a lot worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're still not having much luck on boys names. We can't seem to agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-7059628053985768217?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/7059628053985768217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=7059628053985768217' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/7059628053985768217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/7059628053985768217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/03/not-whole-lot-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-5897858035108792299</id><published>2007-03-10T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T21:22:25.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Still no closer to picking out a boys name but we did go look at baby things for the nursery today. It's pretty much decided we're going for a darker wood and the theme will be safari/jungle. His Mom has already told us that she's buying all the big things for the baby room like the crib and change table. So we just tell her what type of wood and theme and she'll get it all. My Dad has said he's buying the highchair and will help with painting and putting up the boarder in the room. I think it's a good choice since it works for when it's a baby as well as when it's a toddler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've come to an agreement about the last name as well. It's going to have both of our names until we're married... then we'll drop my last name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him that if he doesn't start giving boys names I was going to choose whichever one I want so hopefully that will get him thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of the two of us are up on flickr. I don't have any of the baby bump yet. He has taken pictures almost weekly since we found out... I just have to get him to email them to me and I'll add them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-5897858035108792299?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/5897858035108792299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=5897858035108792299' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/5897858035108792299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/5897858035108792299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/03/still-no-closer-to-picking-out-boys.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-6422552219012209686</id><published>2007-03-06T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T16:08:26.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Thanks for all the congratulations and well wishes. Things are going well. I feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nauseous almost all the time but I've only gotten sick a couple times. I'm now into week 11 and can't wait to hear the heartbeat or find out if it's a girl or a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said in the comments we do have some girls names picked out but are lacking boys names. We're looking for something different but not too unusual. I've already started showing. Well I suppose not to people that don't know me but to anyone that sees me often you can tell. I've had to buy some maternity clothes already since my other pants are much too tight for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to be better with updating the blog but I'm afraid it's going to turn into somewhat of a Mommy blog. I don't have a whole lot else going on right now. I also haven't had a lot of time to get online. I'll try posting some pics in flickr in the near future of my baby bump and of course me and Mr. IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-6422552219012209686?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/6422552219012209686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=6422552219012209686' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/6422552219012209686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/6422552219012209686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/03/thanks-for-all-congratulations-and-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-117220971320927658</id><published>2007-02-22T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T23:03:02.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I can't believe how long it's been since I posted. Life has been pretty busy for me lately. A lot seems to be going on. My Dad had his surgery last Friday and came home Monday. He is in a lot more pain than he was with his other surgeries but he is doing well. Thankfully there is no hospital drama to report. It went as good as can be hoped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing is something I wasn't going to mention for a little longer but I've changed my mind. I think it's part of the reason I didn't post. It's a pretty big deal and I really couldn't think of anything else to talk about. I'm pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone back on their chairs yet? I ask because the usual reaction seems to be the type of shock where people seem to fall off chairs. Or at least need to sit down if they are standing. For some reason people seem to recall I have been saying over and over I don't want kids. *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I didn't think it was a good thing. I took a home test and well... reacted with shock, denial and terror. Mr. IT was really great though. He just held my hand and told me we'd deal with it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I went to the doctor and found out for sure. As soon as he said that the test was positive I knew I was keeping it. As soon as I told Mr. IT my decision he said he was glad and that it would all work out. It didn't take too much time for me to realize that I was actually excited. We went very quickly from being sure it wasn't necessarily what we wanted to realizing we definitely do want this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now nearly ten weeks. I ended up telling my boss today. I wasn't planning on it. We were waiting until at least 12 weeks but I just (without thinking about it) blurted it out. Everyone at work has taken it so well. My boss is extremely excited and supportive. I can't explain how relieved I am. I haven't been there long and while they couldn't get rid of me for it I didn't know if they would think it's such a good thing and maybe my job would be effected. I really like working there and didn't want any kind of tension or weirdness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My due date is September 24. Which btw is only 15 days before my 30th birthday. I really didn't think it would happen but... I'm going to be a Mom before I'm 30. Wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-117220971320927658?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/117220971320927658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=117220971320927658' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/117220971320927658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/117220971320927658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-cant-believe-how-long-its-been-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-116916579742872759</id><published>2007-01-18T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T19:12:43.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Wow it's been a while since I updated. I don't spend much time at home anymore so it's harder to get online. Things are going really well. I had my first review at work and it went great. I'm still enjoying my job even when it's very busy and/or tedious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. IT and I are doing really well. There were a few bumps this past couple of weeks but those are worked out. While the bumps are not so nice but the good thing about it is our communication. It's nice to know that we actually have that. He still spoils me and treats me like a princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dads operation has been booked. It's scheduled for February 16th. We also discovered part of the reason for why they didn't do it while he was in emergency. It's because of the other operations he has had. It isn't a simple operation like it normally would. It's a more serious (risky) operation with more possible complications. Luckily he hasn't had another attack and hopefully won't before the operation. When he has the operation he will be in the hospital for 3-5 days... if they could do the usual operation for the gall bladder he'd be out that day. I'm a little nervous about it but relieved to know that the surgeon that did his other operations will also be doing this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also because I got a new camera for Christmas and when playing around with it I took a couple pictures of myself. I'll post them since the last picture I posted wasn't so good and I don't mind either of these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/danikabur/362106483/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/125/362106483_330a81df3b_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="Self Picture" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/danikabur/362106481/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/134/362106481_6bb7fff6bd_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="Another Self picture" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-116916579742872759?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/116916579742872759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=116916579742872759' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116916579742872759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116916579742872759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2007/01/wow-its-been-while-since-i-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/125/362106483_330a81df3b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-116754368933967885</id><published>2006-12-30T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T22:41:29.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Thanks for all the well wishes. Yesterday was my Dads birthday. We also celebrated Christmas since he got out of the hospital on Thursday. I would tell all about his horrible experience but honestly I'm exhausted by it. I'll sum it up... After not eating for four days and after being told many different things he needed done that didn't get done he got released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He definitely needs the surgery. He needs an MRI first. The MRI should be done in the beginning of the week and hopefully then the surgery will be soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hospital he went to was horrible. It was even worse because of the holidays. If he has another attack he definitely won't be going to that hospital again. He has been doing ok since he got home. He's been eating things that are easy on the stomache and so far there hasn't been another attack. Hopefully it stays that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-116754368933967885?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/116754368933967885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=116754368933967885' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116754368933967885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116754368933967885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/12/thanks-for-all-well-wishes.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-116708549600736844</id><published>2006-12-25T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T15:24:56.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Well it definitely isn't the best Christmas Ever. My Dad went into emergency yesterday and was admitted in the hospital. Turns out he has Pancreatitis. He has to get his gall bladder removed. We're not sure when he'll have the surgery. Probably tomorrow. I feel terrible for him to be in the hospital for Christmas. We obviously postponed our opening of gifts for when he is out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to head over to Mr.ITs Moms for Christmas day (my family celebrates on Christmas Eve) but I'm skipping out on that. I don't want to be a downer. They understand though and we'll probably do a Christmas dinner another day. I'll stop in when I pick Mr.IT up though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll still have Christmas dinner but it will be at my brothers and then I'll head to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr.IT has been great. He was with me and took good care of me the whole time. He didn't really want to leave me to go to his Moms but I told him he had to. I also agreed to go to my brothers to make him feel better. So he knew I wasn't alone. We exchanged gifts this morning and both love what we got. So Christmas hasn't been ALL bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone else is having a very &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-116708549600736844?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/116708549600736844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=116708549600736844' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116708549600736844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116708549600736844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/12/well-it-definitely-isnt-best-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-116674715393018631</id><published>2006-12-21T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T17:31:10.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I've gotten more used to the hair color but am still not sure I like it. I don't hate it. I love the colors I'm just not sure I love them on me. A lot of the people that have seen it really really like it. Mr.IT likes that it looks like fire. I straightened it today and when he saw me this morning at work he was like WOW you look amazing. Then again, he compliments me even when I look sick and gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Christmas party was a blast. I did miss Mr.IT but had a great time anyway. I danced most of the night. Threatened to dance on a table a few times... there just wasn't any tables cleared so no room. I have pictures but they are all pretty bad so I'm not posting them. Not only are they bad but they also have co-workers in them and I'm not sure how they'd feel with me posting pics of them so I won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Christmas I had a package sent to me. It was an anonymous box of very yummy chocolates. I scoured the packaging to find who sent them but there was nothing. Last night I got another package. The yummy chocolates again. This time however I know who they are from. So thank you, thank you, thank you &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" href="http://calamitygal.blogspot.com"&gt;Callie&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" href="http://ts111st4me.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lowk&lt;/a&gt;!!! I'm saving them for Christmas Eve for my family to have some too. I'm sure they'll thank you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-116674715393018631?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/116674715393018631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=116674715393018631' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116674715393018631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116674715393018631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/12/ive-gotten-more-used-to-hair-color-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-116630955188496630</id><published>2006-12-16T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T15:53:13.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I went to the hairdresser. It took 4 and a half hours. I'm no longer a red head. I'm also not blonde. I'm kind of freaking about the color. I went copper... and I'm not sure I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/danikabur/324264933/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/136/324264933_efffe7ee4a_m.jpg" alt="100_1036_1" height="171" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-116630955188496630?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/116630955188496630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=116630955188496630' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116630955188496630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116630955188496630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-went-to-hairdresser.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-116622806859402320</id><published>2006-12-15T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T17:14:28.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Well tomorrow night is the Christmas party. I have a new dress, shoes, purse and accessories. I also decided to get my hair dyed back to blonde. I'm pretty excited... it's all everyone could talk about all week. I'm still disappointed that Mr.IT won't be going. He did however try and get someone to buy his snowboarding trip from him. Unfortunately there weren't any takers. His plan was to surprise me and show up either to pick me up and take me there or show up there. I would have loved that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd post the menu and some of the entertainment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salads&lt;br /&gt;Oven roasted potato salad with stone ground mustard&lt;br /&gt;Mediterranean pasta salad with sun-dried tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;Tortellini salad with garlic aioli&lt;br /&gt;Mesclun greens with assorted house vinaegrettes&lt;br /&gt;Vine-ripened tomato with fresh basil, extra virgin olive oil and balsamic vinaigrette&lt;br /&gt;Mixed garden greens with champagne vinaigrette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrees&lt;br /&gt;Roasted baron of Alberta Beef, sauce marchand de vin&lt;br /&gt;Oven roasted pacific salmon with soy and ginger glaze&lt;br /&gt;Roasted garlic chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied with rice pilaf and scalloped potato; an assortment of freshly baked breads and rolls with plain and flavoured butters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert&lt;br /&gt;Selection of cheesecake, Tortes, Pies and Tartlets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm drooling just thinking about all that yummy food!!! From what I hear when everyone arrives they have that genious young boy playing piano. He's the one that has been on Leno and Oprah a few times. Plus they have a comedian. Then there is dancing and karaoke. Before heading to the party I'll be meeting up with some people at the hotel they are staying at for pre-party socialization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-116622806859402320?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/116622806859402320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=116622806859402320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116622806859402320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116622806859402320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/12/well-tomorrow-night-is-christmas-party.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-116578495447273213</id><published>2006-12-10T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T14:09:14.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I still seem to be having bloggers block. It's probably because nothing much is going on. Work is still good. I was sick with the flu and missed a lot of work last week but I'm still enjoying my job. Mr. IT and I are still going strong. He's away this weekend and I miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went to my brother and sister-in-laws to play a game. Growing up we regularly had game night. It was every week either friday or saturday. I've always loved playing games. Didn't matter much which game and we'd play a bunch of different ones. So earlier in the week when my sister-in-law asked if Mr. IT and I wanted to come over for a game night I was happy to say yes. Mr IT obviously couldn't go. My Dad came though. It's been a very long time since we've done that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night I went to a comedy club with a couple friends. The first comedian (the host) was pretty funny but the second one sucked. The headliner though was hilarious. I've never really had the urge to buy a comedians DVD afterwards but I bought his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-116578495447273213?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/116578495447273213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=116578495447273213' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116578495447273213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116578495447273213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-still-seem-to-be-having-bloggers.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-116507857003664971</id><published>2006-12-02T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T09:56:10.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Yesterday after work I went out with a bunch of co-workers. I had a blast with everyone. I realize even more what a fun bunch of co-workers I have. I was a little nervous about the upcoming Chrismas gala. Mr.IT will be snowboarding in the mountains that weekend so I am heading there by myself. I really wasn't looking forward to going by myself. For the seating at the gala they don't put people in the same department together. They mix people from all the departments so that people will get to know the other people we work with. I'm still a little nervous about that but I'm hearing they will seat me with someone from my department because I'm by myself. That's only for the dinner part though. After that we all mingle. At that point I have no fear that I'll have a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad that Mr.IT won't be coming with me though. Would have been nice to get all dressed up with him and dance. Poor guy keeps getting teased about not being there. People keep telling him I'm going to be looking all hot and imagine all the guys hitting on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked late on Thursday and will be heading into work again today. It's fiscal yearend so it's really busy for accounting. The good thing is I will get a day off because of it. Mr. IT is going snowboarding to the mountains next weekend too and he's coming back Sunday but booked off Monday to have the day to relax. I'm also going to book off Monday so we'll have the day together.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-116507857003664971?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/116507857003664971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=116507857003664971' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116507857003664971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116507857003664971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/12/yesterday-after-work-i-went-out-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-116439453150005496</id><published>2006-11-24T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T22:08:20.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Just a quick post to let everyone know things are good with me. I'm heading into work late today since I'll be there late for inventory. I also want to wish the Americans a Happy Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. IT and I are still doing well. He knows about my blog. I told him about it. He only read the last few posts (the ones about him). I told him I'd prefer if he didn't read it but he was welcome to if he wanted. I figured that he'd find it eventually and I'd rather let let him know about it before he discovered it on his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is such a nice guy. Last night he had to work late... it was really cold and snowy all day. When he left he scraped off not only his car but also the cars of the others that stayed late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He and I can talk for hours at a time and I feel 100% comfortable around him. So far so good.  It's only been about a month and so I'm still prepared for the shoe to drop. Of course he also knows that and feels the same. We're taking things as they come without pressure on eachother to be the one we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-116439453150005496?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/116439453150005496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=116439453150005496' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116439453150005496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116439453150005496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/11/just-quick-post-to-let-everyone-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-116381088076762858</id><published>2006-11-17T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T17:58:48.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The company I work for is really large. I've been wondering if people are talking 'around the watercooler' about Mr. IT and I. Today I found out they definitely are. The rumors make me laugh. Today the debate was that we aren't going to the Christmas party together because one of the Directors has a problem with us dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually won't be going to the Christmas party together but only because he won't be in town.  We've both told our bosses about us dating and they were absolutely fine with it. In fact they both made jokes congradulating us on getting interdepartmental relations better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HR is also fine with it. In fact one of the HR girls helped get us together... little did she know that when she was mentioning us to eachother we had already started talking and had the date planned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Mr.IT that we need to figure out some new rumors to start. It would be interesting to see how soon they get back to us......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry the aliens have gotten Dani again. She will be back to blog when she has the chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;PS why does blogger ask if she wants to switch to the new beta but then says they can't switch this blog??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-116381088076762858?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/116381088076762858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=116381088076762858' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116381088076762858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116381088076762858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/11/company-i-work-for-is-really-large.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-116343916664440699</id><published>2006-11-13T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T10:32:46.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It's been a great long weekend. We have today off for Rememberance day. I spent most of the weekend away from home. I ended up going to a party on Saturday night with the guy I'm seeing (I'll call him Mr. IT since he's the IT guy at work). I had a blast. The women now want me to join kickboxing and in their words I'm already one of them and fit in perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far things are going really well with  him. He really spoils me. Not only with things he says but also with the things he does. Of course because of my luck with guys I'm waiting for the shoe to drop. I'm waiting for the spoiling to end. I'm enjoying it while it's going on though. I'm really happy right now so I'm going with it but still am keeping in my mind all the other times I was so happy only to end up hurt. So I'm being cautious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-116343916664440699?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/116343916664440699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=116343916664440699' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116343916664440699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116343916664440699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-been-great-long-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-116276276848598134</id><published>2006-11-05T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T14:39:28.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It's been a great weekend! Friday I went to the hockey game. Talk about insane. We played like crap for most of it but there were two goals that should have been different. The first Dallas goal shouldn't have counted. Then there was a goal the Oilers scored that shouldn't have been called off. The building went insane. The ref completely fucked up. Later he admitted and apologized but it was too little too late. He shouldn't have made the call in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was great. I had a nice relaxing day. Then went out with co-workers in the evening to celebrate a birthday. I left earlier. I hesitate to talk about new guys in my life on here too soon. However I don't think I can help it. He is a co-worker (I know don't dip into company ink but whatever). We've been talking non-stop for a while. Email, MSN and on the phone. He couldn't come to the birthday thing last night but we were able to meet up after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally we were going on a date on Monday.. then moved it to Sunday. We couldn't wait to see eachother though so we met up Saturday. I had a great time. For those wondering it wasn't a booty call... no booty was had. We ARE still going on our date tonight. I can't wait to see him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-116276276848598134?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/116276276848598134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=116276276848598134' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116276276848598134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116276276848598134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-been-great-weekend-friday-i-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-116253034983029011</id><published>2006-11-02T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T22:05:54.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Here's the pic of Miss Phina and I in our costumes. I don't think I look that great but here ya go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/danikabur/287399004/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/104/287399004_afe6669f57_m.jpg" width="240" height="221" alt="Haloween" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-116253034983029011?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/116253034983029011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=116253034983029011' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116253034983029011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116253034983029011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/11/heres-pic-of-miss-phina-and-i-in-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-116244982245338890</id><published>2006-11-01T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T23:43:42.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Apparantly bloggers block was not gone. Still isn't.. however you've been asking me to blog. I aim to please. Things are good. I've been spending a lot of time away from home.Spending time with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dressed up for halloween. This year I was a Demon. I dressed up Saturday and again for work on Tuesday. My costume was a hit. My Dad took a picture of Miss Phina and I so as soon as I hound him into uploading it for me I'll add it to flickr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked the Ave with Miss Phina Saturday night. We saw some interesting costumes. One that made us laugh was a midget dressed as a garden gnome. We saw some girls dressed as puck bunnies (that's girls who like hockey to go after the hockey players) and one of them freaked when she saw my vampire teeth. It was pretty funny to see the puck bunny freaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is good. I love the girls I work with. They crack me up on a regular basis. I love how well we get along. We all take smoke breaks together... even the ones that don't smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all I've got for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-116244982245338890?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/116244982245338890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=116244982245338890' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116244982245338890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116244982245338890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/11/apparantly-bloggers-block-was-not-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-116158813262395121</id><published>2006-10-23T01:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T17:23:56.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I did end up going to karaoke. The guy from last week wasn't there. A little disappointing but oh well. I saw some other cuties (didn't talk to them) and had a good time with Miss Phina and her friend and guitar player. I sang too... although not very well. Miss Phina helped me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we'll probably head to Hudsons for the game. Hopefully for another fun evening out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-116158813262395121?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/116158813262395121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=116158813262395121' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116158813262395121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116158813262395121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-did-end-up-going-to-karaoke.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-116151345509919803</id><published>2006-10-22T04:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T17:25:38.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Blogger block may be gone... well temporarily at least. I had a strange night. I was expecting the usual go watch the game and stick around for name that tune. Then walk on the ave. Well I did go watch the game and I did stick around for name that tune. It's at a different location than I used to go to. Miss phina works at this one so I tend to go there. Dillon (you may remember him as my ex from last year) now lives closer to this location and is there every so often. Normally we do the usual greeting of giving eachother the finger (long story on how it started but it isn't a mean fuck off...) and then don't really talk other than chitchat while outside smoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight however we talked the entire night. We went out for a smoke together and when the game was over I was the only one sticking around for Miss Phinas show to be over so I ended up sitting with him. It was good to talk to him. Kind of air things out and actually be friends again. We were friendly before but not actually friends. Now we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dillon and a friend of Miss Phinas ended up coming on our walk. During our walk on the ave I saw XMG. I'm not sure he saw me. Then walking along the other side I ended up seeing a guy I had gone out with a few times. I know he saw me. I also heard (either him or someone he was with say) that hot chick. When I turned a few of them were looking my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very entertaining night and tomorrow should prove entertaining as well. Sticky is giving me a new cell phone. Then I'm watching his and Miss Phinas band play. I'll probably be heading to the ave after that for karaoke. Last week while I was there I met a guy that I talked to most of the evening. Apparantly he was in there tonight asking about me (we know the bouncers because of our walks and he knew that) and was told I'd probably be there tomorrow. We'll see if he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-116151345509919803?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/116151345509919803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=116151345509919803' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116151345509919803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116151345509919803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/10/blogger-block-may-be-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-116146602609392082</id><published>2006-10-21T15:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T15:27:46.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I want to blog. Really I do. It's just I don't know what to blog. I could blog about the lack of men in my life. However that's boring, whiny and really not a big deal. I'm not really down about it. Just sort of noting it. I do have someone I'm kind of sort of seeing however even that isn't really anything worth blogging about. Not that he isn't worth it... just there isn't anything happening there that is blog worthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could blog about the walks miss phina and I are still taking. That is pretty much the same old. Walk... stop and talk to bouncers outside the bars. One wants to 'corrupt' me. I'm not interested. Talked to some cuties. Told one that he has a very pretty smile. Ran into people we know. Pretty much same old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is still good. I was a little bored with it. Didn't really like where my desk was. It was in a high traffic area and further from the other girls in accounting. I was feeling out of the loop. I could hear them laugh and talk... I just couldn't hear what it was they were saying so I couldn't join in. My desk was also in a colder area. So when I was talking with a couple of the girls they suggested asking to see if I could move to a different desk. I did ask and on Thursday I got to move desks. I enjoy the new spot much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it. Things are good. I'm having fun. I'm just... I suppose.. am having bloggers block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-116146602609392082?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/116146602609392082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=116146602609392082' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116146602609392082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116146602609392082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-want-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-116106350047719431</id><published>2006-10-16T23:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:40:49.683-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;To whom it may concern,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dani got kidnapped by aliens. She'll return as soon as they allow her to go home and write again. She is very well taken care of and not being put through any painful tests. They just like to sit and stare at her. They do however keep her locked away from any type of communication devices. She is hoping that they will get bored of her soon. She is always careful to only stare back in the hopes that they think her boring and leave send her home. She appreciates the birthday wishes and she misses you all. Darn the pesky aliens are coming after me now. I had better post this before they take me back to  THE ROOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-116106350047719431?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/116106350047719431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=116106350047719431' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116106350047719431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116106350047719431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/10/to-whom-it-may-concern-dani-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-116034175629937984</id><published>2006-10-08T14:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T15:09:16.353-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Not much to report... I'm feeling a little bit better. I've had a good weekend so far. I'll be heading to my Aunts for turkey dinner soon. It's been a few years since I've actually had turkey dinner for thanksgiving. The last few years I've had to work and miss out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe tomorrow is my 29th birthday. I got IDed going into Yuk Yuks last night. As I was passing my ID to him I said thank you. When he read the date the look of surprise on his face was a great compliment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyones weekend is going well. To all my fellow Canadians HAPPY THANKSGIVING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-116034175629937984?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/116034175629937984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=116034175629937984' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116034175629937984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116034175629937984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/10/not-much-to-report.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-116009300997225263</id><published>2006-10-05T17:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T18:03:30.050-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sick again. Both ears are infected again and I have Bronchial cough. I have anitbiotics and eardrops again as well a painkiller with codine. I'm so tired of being sick. Hopefully this time it will all go away and not come back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we're heading out to Sylvan again. Saturday I am thinking of going to a comedy club. Sunday is thanksgiving dinner at my sister in laws sisters house. Monday is dinner to here to celebrate my birthday. Being sick isn't going to slow me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is the first Oiler game of the season.... against Calgary. I'm so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-116009300997225263?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/116009300997225263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=116009300997225263' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116009300997225263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/116009300997225263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/10/sick-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115964845146434214</id><published>2006-09-30T14:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T14:34:11.523-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The birthday was fun. The bar wasn't as good as I thought it would be. Some of my friends couldn't make it but others did. I didn't get too drunk and am not hungover today (YAY!). Not much happened to blog about but I had a good time. I also got hit on by some younguns which is definitely a compliment. I always love the look on their faces when they find out my age. I've uploaded the pictures as usual I forgot about the camera and didn't take many pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think next Friday Miss Phina and I are heading out to Sylvan to celebrate our birthday with the ex-boyfriend (they are still seeing eachother....) and roomate (who I'm still spending time with). Should be another good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115964845146434214?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115964845146434214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115964845146434214' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115964845146434214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115964845146434214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/09/birthday-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115942335037214832</id><published>2006-09-27T23:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T17:45:40.036-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Miss Phina and I decided since it wasn't raining or even very cold out it would be a great night to walk the Ave. So around 8pm we headed down there. I will not be gaining weight any time soon with all the walking we've been doing. It was a great time as usual. The bouncers outside the bars are getting to know us. We're those girls that do the laps around the Ave. I'm already over boys being stupid. I don't need to worry about boys when I have Miss Phina around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Edit: Just thought I'd mention tomorrow night Miss Phina and I are celebrating our birthday. Hers is the 3rd and mine is the 9th. We decided to do a birthday thing together and this friday was the best day for the two of us. So we're going out to a bar that has both rock music and top 40 music. It's one bar with two areas so we (and our friends) should enjoy ourselves. I've sent out the texts. She's phoned her invites out. I'm not holding my breath that a lot of people will show up but I'm sure it's going to be a blast. We're heading out tomorrow to find tiara's to wear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115942335037214832?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115942335037214832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115942335037214832' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115942335037214832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115942335037214832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/09/miss-phina-and-i-decided-since-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115924760906740704</id><published>2006-09-25T23:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T23:13:29.160-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Boys are stupid. That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115924760906740704?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115924760906740704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115924760906740704' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115924760906740704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115924760906740704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/09/boys-are-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115903914207127025</id><published>2006-09-23T13:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T17:30:09.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I got a great email from my sister-in-law today. She sent me the newest pic of my nieces and nephew. It's absolutely adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/danikabur/250647261/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/85/250647261_dc2daa6913_m.jpg" alt="The Cuties" height="193" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had a good time walking the Ave again. We did end up going into a couple of the bars this time although not to drink mostly just to dance. We also ran into a co-worker of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual we sat on a bench at the end of the night to watch the drunkies. Unfortunately probably due to the weather it wasn't as entertaining as it usually is. Still, the company I was with made it fun. A weird thing did happen. We were walking (Miss Phina, Co-worker and a couple of co-workers friends) and this chick sorta stared co-worker down. Then as she's walking by she says "Guys name that stood me up is going to haunt you". I'm sure it was co-incidence that the name she said was the guys name but it was creepy weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115903914207127025?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115903914207127025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115903914207127025' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115903914207127025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115903914207127025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-got-great-email-from-my-sister-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115890524259025961</id><published>2006-09-21T23:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T17:31:32.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Just as I thought I'm already feeling better about things. I'm still frustrated with the dating scene but not down about it. One of my co-workers reminded me that there are plenty out there. It's just a matter of time before I meet another one that breaks my heart..... lol. I am proud of myself though. I have decided the way I deserve to be treated and I'm not willing to put up with or shrug off anything less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the comments... those helped too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115890524259025961?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115890524259025961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115890524259025961' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115890524259025961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115890524259025961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/09/just-as-i-thought-im-already-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115881727268369096</id><published>2006-09-20T23:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T23:41:12.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Very busy week. Good and bad. I'm worried for a friend.... I'm not going to get into the why here it's her business not mine to blab on about. I'm there for her as much as I can be but there is absolutely nothing I can do to change things. It really sucks that I can't do more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a good time on the weekend. From Monday on though my week has sort of been stress after stress. I've been disappointed again in a guy. I'm really tired of dating. At least this time I found out sooner and without my heart being so involved that he isn't the guy for me. I can't say I'm shocked. The other shoe always seems to drop. Tonight though I'm a little down about it. Tomorrow I'm sure I'll already be on my way to being over it. I didn't really get to know this guy that well and didn't spend a lot of time with him so it could have been worse but I'm tired of the 'dating games'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had physio for the second time on Tuesday. I really don't know if it's helping my back. I don't feel like it is. I have one more session but since I'm seeing no improvement I don't know if I should bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news is work is still going well. I still really enjoy the job and am learning more and more about my actual position there. Some days the reports can be a bit boring but it is still much better than my old job. The other good news is I'm feeling better. No more pink eye. No more ear infections. No more throat infection. Hopefully I'll stay that way for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115881727268369096?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115881727268369096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115881727268369096' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115881727268369096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115881727268369096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/09/very-busy-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115818963633235083</id><published>2006-09-13T17:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T18:29:18.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It's been a pretty busy week so far. Haven't had much time to get on the computer. I also still have to upload the pictures from the zoo. I'll get around to it sometime the next couple of days. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;(Edit: I uploaded the pics)&lt;/span&gt; Things are good although there are some minor stresses but other than that it's been a great week. I'm trying to still get to everyones blogs. Even though I rarely comment I am still checking on you guys regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115818963633235083?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115818963633235083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115818963633235083' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115818963633235083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115818963633235083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-been-pretty-busy-week-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115785557192762632</id><published>2006-09-09T20:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T20:32:52.383-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Last night Miss Phina and I walked Whyte Avenue. I probably explained before but Whyte has a bunch of bars on about ten blocks. It's where you start at one and then end the night at another one. We didn't actually go to any of the bars though. We like to grab a coffee or a tea and walk the Ave or sit on a bench. We people watch. We laugh at the drunks and crazies. It was a blast. We had firetrucks pass by with the firemen waving and blowing us kisses. We got a lot of drunks trying to talk to us. We had MANY compliments both from sober guys and drunk guys. It was a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we spent the day at the zoo with the boyfriend, roomate and roomates son. I had a blast (except when my ear was bugging me). The son is an absolute cutie. Whenever he couldn't see me he'd ask where I was. When he was in the car he kept repeating my name. I couldn't hear him so Miss Phina got my attention. He was sad that I wasn't going with them. I told him I'd see him tomorrow and he got a HUGE grin on his face. It was so adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we'll be heading to Sylvan as soon as her show is over. If the weather is nice tomorrow we'll head to the beach. I won't be going in the water much (well at least not dunking my head in) because of the ear infections but I can't wait to lay out on the beach! So far it's been a great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115785557192762632?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115785557192762632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115785557192762632' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115785557192762632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115785557192762632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/09/last-night-miss-phina-and-i-walked.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115776571902191575</id><published>2006-09-08T19:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T19:48:37.916-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I uploaded a pic yesterday on flickr with my new red hair. However today I've changed it again. Miss Phina came over with a brighter red bottle of dye so we added that red to my hair. I'm still processing the new color. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; I like it but it's too soon to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/danikabur/238033914/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/84/238033914_4186f2fbbc_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="Me" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what the plan is for tonight but tomorrow evening we'll be heading out to Sylvan again. It's supposed to be a beautiful weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115776571902191575?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115776571902191575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115776571902191575' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115776571902191575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115776571902191575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-uploaded-pic-yesterday-on-flickr.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115760732819897072</id><published>2006-09-06T23:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T23:35:28.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="audblog"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/67105/405595.mp3" class="audLink"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/images/audioblogger.gif" class="audImg"border="0" alt="this is an audio post - click to play" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115760732819897072?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115760732819897072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115760732819897072' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115760732819897072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115760732819897072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-is-audio-post-click-to-play_06.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115743258221259427</id><published>2006-09-04T22:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T17:36:07.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I had a really nice weekend. Despite being sick. I ended up going out to Sylvan again. We all spent most of the weekend relaxing and watching movies. I was very well taken care of. Due of the ear and throat infections I was/am feeling like absolute crap so Miss phina and the roomate did everything they could to make me feel comfortable. They took &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very &lt;/span&gt;good care of me. I'm sure that the boyfriend (not mine... miss phinas) would have done the same but he was working most of the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news we dyed my hair this weekend. I went back to red. Everyone (including me) loves it. Also as I'm sure some of you have guessed the roomate and I have something going on. We aren't boyfriend/girlfriend. I'm not even sure I'd say we're dating. We are taking things very slow. I'm not sure what if anything will come out of it but I'm enjoying myself while it's going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He treats me really good. He calls me beautiful often. He thanked Miss Phina for introducing him to 'the beautiful girl'. He did absolutely everything he could to make me feel better. He went out and got me coffee every morning. He says he loves how I look in the morning (meaning my zombie look). He liked spending time with me even though I was sick and definitely grouchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few reasons why I'm not sure this will go any further than it is now. I have to say though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; after GIAND the roomate is like a breath of fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115743258221259427?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115743258221259427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115743258221259427' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115743258221259427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115743258221259427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-had-really-nice-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115712907071252341</id><published>2006-09-01T10:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T10:44:31.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;This has been a rough week. I haven't spent a full day at work since Monday. After getting pink eye I got a cold. At least I just thought I had a cold. Turns out I also have an ear infection and throat infection. I've got antibiotics, eardrops, throat stuff (nasty stuff I have to gargle) as well as drops for the pink eye. I feel terrible that I haven't been able to work most of the week. I did go in yesterday and today for a bit. I was pretty much sent home both days. I love that my work is so understanding but I feel bad for missing so much time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday though I was really glad to have the afternoon off. A friend needed my help. I'm not getting into the details here. It isn't my story to tell. I'm so glad I was able to get her out of a situation. I feel horrible for what she is going through. I'm going to ask you all to send her some luck and if you pray to add her in your prayers. I worry about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115712907071252341?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115712907071252341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115712907071252341' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115712907071252341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115712907071252341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-has-been-rough-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115686481185962633</id><published>2006-08-29T09:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T09:20:11.946-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I feel like a retard. I'm home sick from work today. I went in and left after about twenty minutes. The reason.... I have pink eye. That's right I'm home from work for pink eye. I was pretty much told to go home. One reason is because it's so contagious and the other reason is my eye is so swollen I have barely see out of it. I love that about my job. They are so great. Another indication that I really like this job is when I was leaving I didn't feel happy to have a day off. At my old job I would have been so happy to be heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was great. Miss Phina and went to visit the boys again. Spent Sunday on the beach. Despite a stressful situation that I will not get into on the blog we still had a great time. The weather was awesome. I did however end up with a (very) mild case of heat stroke. I was careful and paid a lot of attention to how hot I was getting. The problem is it does sneak up on you a bit. Glad I was paying close attention though otherwise I might not have caught the warnings and gotten really sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't end up getting any pictures. I kept forgetting my camera in the car. It's too bad. Miss Phina and I are discovering just how much alike we are. It's to the point that (by accident and sometimes on purpose) we dress alike. It started out just being coincidental but then we decided since we dress alike without planning it would be funny to plan it too. Hopefully I'll remember my camera and have pics for you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115686481185962633?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115686481185962633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115686481185962633' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115686481185962633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115686481185962633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-feel-like-retard_29.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115661912725899672</id><published>2006-08-26T12:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T13:05:30.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Last night I got to babysit my nieces and nephew for a few hours. I had a blast. My nephew was sleeping but both of my nieces were awake. The younger one was supposed to be in bed but she didn't want to stay there since I was over. I read her a story and still she didn't want to sleep. So I let her stay up for a bit. She cuddled with me on the couch for a while. Once she was falling asleep I took her upstairs to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The older one was able to stay up until her parents came home. She was a total angel for me. She was absolutely adorable. She danced for me and I got a couple short videos on my phone. I also took a pic of her. She was wearing a very cute princess nightgown. I loved getting the chance to spend time with her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/danikabur/225394624/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/65/225394624_0ec92a3bb0_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="media1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really looking forward to heading out of town with Miss Phina tonight. Wish us good weather for the day at the beach tomorrow. I'm going to try remember my camera so hopefully I'll have pics to upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115661912725899672?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115661912725899672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115661912725899672' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115661912725899672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115661912725899672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/08/last-night-i-got-to-babysit-my-nieces.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115654687925474726</id><published>2006-08-25T16:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T17:03:35.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It's been a busy week for me. Work hasn't been too busy but I was putting to use all the stuff I learned last week. There are a lot of changes happening there. Nothing that will really effect my job but it is strange to be so new and already things are different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love all the people I work with. I've been getting to know them more and more. A few of them want to play matchmaker. I'm also getting a kick out of their shocked expressions when they find out my age. Most of them guess that I'm in my early 20's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I think I'll head out with D. Not sure what we're doing yet. If I don't end up hanging out with him then I think I'll head out to where Sticky and Miss Phina are working. Tomorrow Miss phina and I are probably going to spend the day together. When she's done work in the evening we are heading out to the lake. I can't wait to spend Sunday on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115654687925474726?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115654687925474726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115654687925474726' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115654687925474726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115654687925474726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-been-busy-week-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115620319077069592</id><published>2006-08-21T17:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T18:19:44.756-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;We didn't end up going out Saturday night. Instead we had a girls night IN. S (I'll call her Miss Phina from now on) was pretty stressed and upset and not in the right mindframe to party. I didn't mind. It had been a while since I had a girls night in. We watched a sappy movie, drank wine, talked and cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Phina really wanted to go to Sylvan Lake to meet up with the guy she just started seeing so when we got up in the morning we decided to go for a roadtrip. It takes just over an hour to get there so we stopped at her place for some tunes and away we went. He was working all day though so we hung out with his roomates and their kids at the waterslides and then spent a few hours on the beach. It was a great day. So relaxing. For her it was just what the doctor ordered. She was able to get her mind off things here. I have to say it was great for me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're planning on heading out there again next weekend after Mis Phina is off work. The roomate is hoping to borrow a friends boat so we can go boating. If he can't though we'll spend the day at the lake playing in the water and sunbathing again. Hopefully the weather co-operates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115620319077069592?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115620319077069592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115620319077069592' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115620319077069592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115620319077069592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/08/we-didnt-end-up-going-out-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115602685426054097</id><published>2006-08-19T15:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T16:34:14.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Was just over at &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" href="http://motherdear.blogspot.com/"&gt; Motherdears&lt;/a&gt; blog. Turns out she tagged me. So I'll do the meme. Of course we all know I don't tag anyone so I'll just say anyone who wants to... feel free to do the meme and let me know you did it. I also decided to combine two Memes. One is an old one in which you image google the answers to the questions and post your favorite pic. So I'll put my answer and the google image I got. Of course the images won't really go with the what the names are supposed to mean but whatever. When do I care about making sense. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;1. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME: (first pet and current street name)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.warwick.ac.uk/%7Elssan/images/endev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.warwick.ac.uk/%7Elssan/images/endev.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sunshine Warwick (I currently live on a numbered stree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;t so I'm using an older street address)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME: (grandfather/grandmother on your mom's side, your favorite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; candy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Since I like it better I'm using my middle name... I was named for my step-grandfather...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.google.ca/images?q=tbn:HU0FrEEkX4AFZM:http://eclipse.scatterwind.com/art/smegroup.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://images.google.ca/images?q=tbn:HU0FrEEkX4AFZM:http://eclipse.scatterwind.com/art/smegroup.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Alana Mars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;3. YOUR "FLY GIRL/GUY" NAME: (first initial of first name, first two or three letters of your middle name)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geckographics.com/ir/images/cala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.geckographics.com/ir/images/cala.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Cala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;4. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color, favorite animal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.angiesartworks.com/images/FINEART/SEALIFE/images/PurpleDolphinCHS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.angiesartworks.com/images/FINEART/SEALIFE/images/PurpleDolphinCHS.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Purple Dolphin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;5. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you were born)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://myspace-616.vo.llnwd.net/00290/61/67/290237616_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://myspace-616.vo.llnwd.net/00290/61/67/290237616_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Alana Edmonton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;6. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; name, first 2 letters of mom's maiden name and first 3 letters of the town you grew up in.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Bur'ch'hi'edm (not surprising... nothing comes up when I search this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;7. Terrorist Name: (middle name spelled backwards, your mom's maiden name spelled backwards) -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Yeah.... uh not answering this one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;8. SUPERHERO NAME: (your favorite color, favorite drink)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ewancient.lysator.liu.se/art/s/u/suechan/strongbow.jpg.index.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ewancient.lysator.liu.se/art/s/u/suechan/strongbow.jpg.index.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Royal Purple Strongbow (had to take out the royal part to get any results)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115602685426054097?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115602685426054097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115602685426054097' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115602685426054097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115602685426054097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/08/was-just-over-at-motherdears-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115597631972740716</id><published>2006-08-18T23:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T16:43:08.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Went out for drinks after work with some people from work today. It was nice to get to know more co-workers. People from outside my department. I'm sure I'll be heading out with them more. I like that the different departments all socialize. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been feeling a little down the last couple of days. In an attempt to remedy that I'm heading out for a girls night tomorrow with S. Hopefully I'll have some fun times to blog about. Like the time a few months ago I danced on the table at a pizza place (I wasn't even drinking that night) on whyte ave. (an avenue here that has tons of bars along it). My friend K reminded me of that the other day... it was a really fun night. I need a night like that...of dancing and going for pizza at the end of the night... and just having fun. We won't be on whyte though.... we're heading to a grunge/punk bar instead so there probably won't be any dancing on tables at a pizza place. I'm sure the night will be equally fun though. S is a lot of fun to be around and the two of us together will have a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115597631972740716?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115597631972740716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115597631972740716' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115597631972740716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115597631972740716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/08/went-out-for-drinks-after-work-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115587471663542938</id><published>2006-08-17T22:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T22:18:36.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I can't believe it's already Friday tomorrow. Fridays are casual days at my new job so I can wear jeans. Too funny that I look forward to jean day when I wore jeans like every day at the old job. I'll be heading out for chinese food with some of the others for lunch. I guess it's a friday tradition (they go out to various places) and woo hoo for me getting invited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work today I went out to two movies with Sticky. Originally we were just going to head to watch Pulse. It was over early though and we couldn't figure out what we wanted to do so we decided to see Talladega Nights. Both movies were ok. I enjoyed Talladega Nights better. Pulse wasn't bad but wasn't as good as I was hoping it would. I have to say a big thank you to Sticky for treating me to both movies in one night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115587471663542938?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115587471663542938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115587471663542938' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115587471663542938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115587471663542938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-cant-believe-its-already-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115568354141903830</id><published>2006-08-15T17:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T17:12:21.423-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It is so nice to have a job that keeps you busy all day. I can't believe it's already the end of day two. At the end of the day because I was in the middle of figuring something out one of the girls had to tell me to leave. I had totally lost track of time. I've been invited to lunch on Friday as well as out after work (Friday or next Wednesday) for drinks. Of course I'll go. I don't want to be seen as a snob. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At lunch today I had some female bonding time with the girl that's been doing most of my training. We went shoe shopping. Now I'm not normally a shoe person. I don't have many pairs. Although lately (partially because I was given some) I noticed my shoe collection getting bigger. I ended up buying a few pairs. I also told her I wasn't going shoe shopping with her again for a while. Thankfully there was a nice sale on so they weren't expensive. I figure they are my congratulation gift to myself for the new job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115568354141903830?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115568354141903830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115568354141903830' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115568354141903830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115568354141903830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/08/it-is-so-nice-to-have-job-that-keeps.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115560419936835959</id><published>2006-08-14T19:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T19:15:41.553-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Today was my first day at the new job. It went really well. The people are very, very nice. Everyone was friendly and welcoming. There was a lot of information thrown at me and my brain was on overload. There will be a lot of time for me to get used to it though so I'm really happy about that.... they aren't hoping I instantly learn everything. I really liked how everyone seems to not only get along but are really friendly with eachother. It's a big company with a little company atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; freakin excited about how short my drive is! My old job would take me half an hour to 45 minutes to get to in the morning. The drive home was 45 min to an hour. This job though takes me 7 to 10 minutes. Both there and back. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. to. 10. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;So very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'll be heading out to meet up with friends. One that lives out of town will also be there so I'm excited to see her. It's another karaoke place... one where I don't sing. I probably won't sing there yet either because they have it where the singers are on stage. I'm definitely not ready for that yet. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115560419936835959?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115560419936835959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115560419936835959' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115560419936835959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115560419936835959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/08/today-was-my-first-day-at-new-job.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115541800135488748</id><published>2006-08-12T15:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T15:28:03.886-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Just got back from the lake. I love spending time out there with my nieces and nephew. I have to say though I do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; enjoy the mornings. Woken up by three hyper screaming kids. Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just after the rain cleared up I took these pics of the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/danikabur/213462468/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/82/213462468_5f0cbe063d_m.jpg" alt="Lake" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/danikabur/213462469/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/82/213462469_2fcdec4d63_m.jpg" alt="Lake" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cabin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/danikabur/213462470/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/97/213462470_1d7f71afba_m.jpg" alt="Cabin" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The outhouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/danikabur/213462471/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/83/213462471_10a79ff59f_m.jpg" alt="Outhouse" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115541800135488748?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115541800135488748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115541800135488748' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115541800135488748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115541800135488748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-got-back-from-lake.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115531675511918487</id><published>2006-08-11T11:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T11:19:15.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Just got back from my doctor appointment about my back. Turns out my back is slightly curved. It's like Scoliosis (sp?) but not quite (yet) because it isn't curved a lot. Basically I can go to physio to see if that will help. If it doesn't then I'd need to see a specialist. I don't have time (let alone money) to go to physio. Not with the new job. I don't want to start already taking time off. So I'm not really sure what to do. I do want to see another doctor though. I got the impression that the doctor was just trying to get rid of me. He gave me the answers that would get me out the door quicker. He didn't even suggest a place to go for physio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115531675511918487?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115531675511918487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115531675511918487' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115531675511918487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115531675511918487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-got-back-from-my-doctor.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115516665138869480</id><published>2006-08-10T13:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T13:30:24.916-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;GIAD is now GIAND (guy I am not dating). I know flip flop right. After thinking about some things he had said to me... I realize he isn't the guy for me. He didn't appreciate ME. He said some really hurtful things to me. I don't want to be around someone that will not think much of hurting me. I also don't want someone that judges everything I do or don't do. Like me for me not me for what I do for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115516665138869480?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115516665138869480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115516665138869480' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115516665138869480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115516665138869480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/08/giad-is-now-giand-guy-i-am-not-dating.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115519901417432063</id><published>2006-08-10T02:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T02:36:54.236-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Just got home from karaoke. Same bar just different location as last week. This place didn't have many singers so I ended up singing a lot. Some songs I did not bad on... some I probably won't sing again. I did Time After Time again, All I Wanna Do Is Make Love To You (which I won't do again... at least not until I know it better), I Love Myself Today (probably did best on this one), Eternal Flame (not bad... practice is required), Crawling (might try it again one day but didn't do well on it) and Home Sweet Home (did really well on this one). I had S singing next to me for all of them except Home Sweet Home... Sticky sang that one next to me. I had a blast. I'm definitely going to try different songs and eventually get confident enough to sing at the usual place. I want to surprise everyone since I've been going there a lot but refuse to sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115519901417432063?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115519901417432063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115519901417432063' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115519901417432063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115519901417432063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-got-home-from-karaoke.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115513602357948325</id><published>2006-08-09T08:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T17:41:32.593-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;What a weird feeling. Knowing it's my last day. I'm glad/excited but it seems strange. I've been here for nearly 6years. To know that I won't be coming here everyday is just odd. A couple of the guys are taking me out for lunch today. I feel kind of sad about leaving here. Once I'm gone and have started the new job I'm sure I won't really look back but for now it's kind of sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's finally hitting me that I'm not working here anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Edit: Wow. Half an hour to go. I'm feeling a little sad. I can't believe that after nearly six years I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Edit again: I managed to leave without crying. I came close. Everyone was very sweet. I am glad I left there but I'll definitely miss some of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115513602357948325?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115513602357948325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115513602357948325' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115513602357948325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115513602357948325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-weird-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115505230971315603</id><published>2006-08-08T09:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T09:54:24.113-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I got this meme from &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" href="http://centslessthoughts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Penny&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 28% Girly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/howgirlyareyouquiz/girly-2.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a pretty hardcore tomboy, and a very free spirit.&lt;br /&gt;Gender roles be dammed, you like to do things your way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/howgirlyareyouquiz/"&gt;How Girly Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my last shift at the second job. I'm so excited to be done there. It is also my second last day at the full time one. Yesterday all I did was read all day. Today I'm sure will be the same. My boss (but only for two more days) is still out of town so they have yet to hire someone. I hope he isn't thinking he can call me to get paperwork or anything. Once I'm done here... I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Co-workers are still sad I'm leaving. One told me he'd marry me (if he wasn't already married) all because I remembered what kind of bagel he eats. There is a lot of concern over the morning coffee run. They are concerned that whoever else does the coffee run will get the orders wrong since everytime I haven't been here the orders have been wrong. Great to know that's why I'll be missed... my coffee order skills. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115505230971315603?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115505230971315603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115505230971315603' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115505230971315603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115505230971315603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-got-this-meme-from-penny.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115488824077270525</id><published>2006-08-06T12:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T20:41:34.150-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I didn't end up staying out at the lake. Not because there was not room though. I'm going to the doctor later but I think I have strep throat yet again. I feel like absolute crap. I headed home around 12:30am since sleeping in my warm bed sounded better than sleeping on a not so warm cot. Plus I knew the kids would be waking up early which meant I would be too. I also did not want to get the kids sick. It's too bad. I was having fun and would have liked to spend the day with the kids out in the sun. I'm thinking about heading out there next weekend since I'll have a few days off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D called and when I told him I was sick again he said it sounded like I need soup. I said I'd love some soup. He is on his way over here in a bit with some soup. See what I mean about being spoiled. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Edit: It is strep throat. Again. The doctor gave me stronger antibiotics. He figured that the antibiotics I took before didn't get rid of it completely and that's why it keeps coming back. Hopefully it will be a while before I get strep throat again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115488824077270525?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115488824077270525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115488824077270525' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115488824077270525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115488824077270525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-didnt-end-up-staying-out-at-lake.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115476297581822289</id><published>2006-08-05T01:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T02:24:00.990-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Here are a couple pictures I took last Saturday because &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" href="http://ts111st4me.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lowk&lt;/a&gt; asked. I only took one other pic the whole night. Like I said... I tend to forget I brought my camera. I'm amazed it made it home with me. Of course that's probably because my friends brought my stuff to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/danikabur/207044255/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/68/207044255_8478269522_m.jpg" alt="Me grabbing my butt" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/danikabur/207044254/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/60/207044254_371dc092bb_m.jpg" alt="My Butt" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sticky and I saw Pirates of the Caribbean:Dead Man's Chest tonight. I didn't enjoy it as much as the first one but it was still pretty good. We stayed til the end of the credits. We saw the scene after. Not sure it was worth the wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow (or rather today) after work I'm heading out to the lake. Hopefully the weather is nice but guessing from the last few days it's going to be rainy and chilly. I may or may not stay the night. Depends on if I feel like it. The cabins are pretty crowded with my brothers family and so I'm thinking it might be nicer to head home. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115476297581822289?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115476297581822289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115476297581822289' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115476297581822289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115476297581822289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/08/here-are-couple-pictures-i-took-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115462365629282962</id><published>2006-08-03T10:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T11:35:15.490-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;A couple friends were talking and came to the conclusion that we don't go to enough 'new' places to hang out. So last night we went to a different place for Karaoke. It's kind of a dive. However since we didn't know anyone there I decided it was a good time to sing without drinking first. I have only sang at Karaoke a few times and every time I had drinks first. I sang Time After Time by Cyndi Lauper. I had to ask my friend S to sit beside me and sing so I couldn't hear my voice and she (thankfully) agreed. It was a lot of fun. I was really embarassed but people told me I did a good job. I'm just glad it wasn't horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'll be heading to the usual place (just as I promised) for Karaoke. I won't be singing. It's way too daunting to sing there. Too many really good singers and I know too many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115462365629282962?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115462365629282962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115462365629282962' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115462365629282962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115462365629282962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/08/couple-friends-were-talking-and-came.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115453242436036923</id><published>2006-08-02T09:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T13:33:07.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;So.... XMG isn't XMG anymore. He's GIAD (Guy I Am Dating). We are back on.... sorta. It's probably a mistake for me to agree but he wants us to date. He says that with time this whole thing will probably blow over. Don't ask me to define 'dating' because I'm not sure I can. He still likes me... I still like him... so we're going to date and see where it goes. So I'll go with it. See what happens. Live and learn right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that has been on my mind the last little while I'm finally going to post. We all know I'm spoiled right. I'm spoiled by my Dad and by my friends. What I want to know is why. Not that I don't love it because duh of course I love it. I just don't understand it. What makes people want to spoil me. What do I do that inspires people to spoil me? I get random things bought for me. People do all kinds of things for me. When I ask why I'm told 'because you're you. You're awesome' but what I don't understand is WHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm a good person. I know I'm a caring person. I'm fun, smart and funny... it isn't that I think I'm a bad person or something. I just want to know what you all are seeing that makes you spoil me. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Edit: I quit the second job today. My last day for both jobs is Aug. 9. I'm so excited. This time there is no going back. If I was still only being scheduled a little bit I wouldn't have quit but the manager only followed that for a short time and then I was back on the schedule as much as before December. So this time I'm really leaving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115453242436036923?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115453242436036923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115453242436036923' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115453242436036923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115453242436036923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/08/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115444832917639253</id><published>2006-08-01T09:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T15:18:22.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm really excited. The people I interviewed with on Friday for the job I really want to get called me this morning. They'd like to set up an interview with the Director. When I heard her message I was a little nervous that it was the 'I'm sorry we aren't going to hire you' spiel. Turns out I was wrong. Not jumping the gun.. it doesn't mean I have the job. Just one step closer to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with some friends last night. I didn't stay long because I was extremely tired. I tried to leave a couple times but my keys kept getting taken away from me. It was sweet they all wanted me to stay. I promised to go out on Thursday if they'd just give me my keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Edit: Well I am no longer jobless. In fact today I got offered two jobs. I turned down the bank and opted for accounting assistant (originally interviewed for payables but they thought I'm better suited to the position I received) and I start on Aug. 14. I'm really excited. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115444832917639253?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115444832917639253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115444832917639253' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115444832917639253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115444832917639253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-really-excited.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115436629515054652</id><published>2006-07-31T11:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T12:53:02.710-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I.AM.SO.BORED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am slowly going crazy&lt;br /&gt;1-2-3-4-5-6 switch&lt;br /&gt;crazy going slowly am I&lt;br /&gt;6-5-4-3-2-1 switch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am slowly going crazy.... ah you all get the point. SO FUCKING BORED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115436629515054652?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115436629515054652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115436629515054652' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115436629515054652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115436629515054652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/07/i.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115430163490840140</id><published>2006-07-30T17:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T18:56:07.683-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Today I am reminded of one of the reasons I don't drink often. I'm very hungover. Thankfully it's a rainy lazy day and I don't have to worry about moving. I did have to go pick up my car from D, B and Ds house and I will be going out to switch cars with my sister later but that's about all I'll be doing today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first my goal to get drunk last night did not seem to be working. I had a few rye and gingers and a shot. Still felt 100% sober. Then more people showed up. I did many more shots. I was most definitely drunk. There was dancing, dancing on the bar and only a few pics. I seem to always forget about my camera when I take it. All in all I had a good time. Worth the hangover? Not so sure about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Edit: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How to charm me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop my sisters car off and pick up my car for me because I'm hungover. I got a call from my sister asking if I had talked to my Dad. Turns out he told her he'd be doing the exchange for me. I am so spoiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115430163490840140?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115430163490840140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115430163490840140' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115430163490840140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115430163490840140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-i-am-reminded-of-one-of-reasons.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115420230515538953</id><published>2006-07-29T13:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T13:54:29.250-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Working at 8am on a Saturday sucks. However getting off work at 1pm is awesome. I'll be heading to the mall soon with D. I'm going to see if I can find some more dressier clothes. He needs a new outfit to wear to his niece and nephews baptism tomorrow. I don't think he realizes I'm going to drag him around to stores for me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW everyone XMG still reads my blog. He said you're wrong &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" href="http://centslessthoughts.blogspot.com/"&gt; Penny&lt;/a&gt;. I don't think you are completely wrong but he does. I especially don't think you're wrong about the 'he's a moron for giving you up' part ;) . Anyway we're still going to remain friends. It will be hard at first but it's always nice if a relationship doesn't work out you still get a friend out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115420230515538953?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115420230515538953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115420230515538953' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115420230515538953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115420230515538953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/07/working-at-8am-on-saturday-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115412491809938041</id><published>2006-07-28T16:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T13:55:42.400-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I was going to just add an edit to my last post but since there is already two edits and the post is long enough I'll just do a new one. I'm home from the interview. It went really well. If they don't hire me I think it will be only because I am not used to a fast paced environment. I stressed the fact that fast paced is what I'm looking for. I stressed that I'm a very quick learner. So hopefully they give me a chance. All three of them seemed to like me and like what I was saying. When leaving they were all had very open body language. I really like the sounds of that job so I'm keeping my fingers crossed that I'll get a call. They said I'll hear either way by the end of next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad thing is when I got home after the interview excited that it went well it hit me that I can't call XMG and talk about it and got me very sad. It sucks. I have to say a thank you to &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" href="http://centslessthoughts.blogspot.com/"&gt; Penny&lt;/a&gt; (well thank you to everyone over the last couple days but today right now especially to &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" href="http://centslessthoughts.blogspot.com/"&gt; Penny&lt;/a&gt;) for the last comment she made. It made me smile and made me feel a little bit better. So thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115412491809938041?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115412491809938041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115412491809938041' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115412491809938041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115412491809938041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-was-going-to-just-add-edit-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115410037457970591</id><published>2006-07-28T09:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T12:58:19.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Remember a little while back I was talking about what size of pants I had just bought. Well, I went shopping last night for some clothes to wear to interviews. In this office I wear pretty much whatever I want. Jeans, tank tops... whatever. Most offices however are not so casual so I had to find some dressier clothes. I discovered I'm a size &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;0. &lt;/span&gt;How the heck did that happen?? To think that around 5 years ago I was a size 12. I've also got a lot of compliments on my new shirt too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured out the reason the break up hasn't hit me more. It's because I'm used to not seeing him. Since he was away for his job I didn't get used to seeing him on a regular basis. When people ask how we're doing and I have to tell them we aren't together that's when I get upset. I also get upset at different times of the day when I think about it. So the key is not to think about it. Thankfully with upcoming interviews I've had other things to think about. I think I just have a hard time believing it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend my sister borrowed my car. She is going out of town and I didn't trust her car to make it. So I offered her the use of mine. However I drove hers for 5 minutes and already wanted to trade back. She drove mine for 5 minutes and already wants to buy one. Thank goodness I'll only be driving hers for a weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Edit: I almost forgot to say a big thank you to &lt;a href="http://mixmoss.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mossy&lt;/a&gt; for the help on writing my reference letter. My boss is away for a week and since he won't be around if anyone calls for a reference I asked if he'd write one for me. His response was... you write it... I'll sign it. So I asked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mixmoss.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mossy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; for his help and he totally came through with a very glowing reference letter which my boss signed. Thank you &lt;a href="http://mixmoss.blogspot.com/"&gt; Mossy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Another edit: I just talked to the co-owner of my bosses other company and he's going to write me a reference letter. He also said I can give his name and number as a reference. I'm so happy to have reference letters. I have one from every manager I had at one of the other companies I worked for but they are over 6 years old. It really helps to have current ones when getting interviewed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115410037457970591?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115410037457970591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115410037457970591' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115410037457970591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115410037457970591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/07/remember-little-while-back-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115396326446555331</id><published>2006-07-26T19:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T19:22:31.040-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Thanks for all the comments guys. I don't think it's really hit me yet. One thing I know is I'll be ok. I'll move on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I'll get drunk this weekend to get my mind off of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm going to spend some time with friends. I'll move on. Who knows what will come next. I learned some things with XMG so it wasn't a waste. I understand why he felt he had to move on even if I don't agree. I truly hope the next girl is the one he was looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the job front... I'm still looking. I had an interview today at a bank. I think it went well. They got me to fill out the paperwork that will be processed if I'm the one they hire. I doubt they'd do that if they didn't like me. I'll find out if I'm the one they want to hire by the end of next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another interview on Friday. I think I'd like the job I'm interviewing for on Friday better but we'll see. It sounds like exactly what I want. I just hope I'm qualified enough for it. I still have other options on the burner so I'm not worrying about it too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as the change is freaking me out I'm looking forward to doing something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115396326446555331?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115396326446555331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115396326446555331' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115396326446555331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115396326446555331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/07/thanks-for-all-comments-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115389138568771429</id><published>2006-07-25T23:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T23:23:05.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Looks like my search for Mr.Right continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115389138568771429?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115389138568771429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115389138568771429' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115389138568771429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115389138568771429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/07/looks-like-my-search-for-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115359727262630949</id><published>2006-07-22T13:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T13:45:43.080-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Pasts. Peoples pasts are what make them who they are. The things that they've done, seen or heard are what shapes them into the person they are. The good and the bad. I think everyone has done things they wouldn't be proud to talk about. It doesn't make them a bad person. It doesn't mean they would ever repeat what they have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people judge who you are just because you may have done something in the past. I mean there is a line right. If you're a killer you deserve to be judged on that. A child molester deserves the judgements he/she will get. I'm talking about things that are on a less serious scale as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking about mistakes you might have made. Or things you have done/said that at the time seemed right for you but may not have been. Things you may have said that in the end you never would have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often the things you did that may not have been good so you keep them hidden from others. You will say what you can to hide what you've done because you know that isn't who you are. That isn't the person you want to be. That isn't the person you want them to see because you don't want to be judged by it. Then there are the things that you want to forget. You do anything you can to forget that once you were that person. Sometimes you'll succeed in forgetting and sometimes you won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me the things I've done in my past have made me realize what kind of person I want to be. What I want my future to be like. What I don't want my future to be like. They are things that I will never repeat. I don't regret what I've done. I had reasons for everything I did. I am who I am because of what I've done. It doesn't mean I'll ever do them again. I strive for things in my future because of things I've done in my past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't go backwards and change what I've done. I can only go forwards and not repeat the things I'm not happy I did. I just wish it wasn't so easy for people to judge who I am based on my past. I wish it was easier when knowing my past to see the person I actually am without allowing past to cloud the judgement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I wrote this as a draft a week ago. I'm still not sure I should post it. The thing is I use my blog for my thoughts and it is very cathartic to get them out. I really don't want to start filtering what I say here so.... I'm hitting post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115359727262630949?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115359727262630949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115359727262630949' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115359727262630949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115359727262630949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/07/pasts.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115349515732376928</id><published>2006-07-21T09:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T10:36:56.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Went to the usual place last night. I got to see some people that I haven't seen in a couple months. One of the girls totally made my night by telling me I look amazing and asking if I started modeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I also just noticed that I'm going to hit the 15000 visitors mark. It seems like such a short time ago I hit 10000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Edit: Hit 15000 at 10:18am according to sitemeter it was someone from Edmonton. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115349515732376928?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115349515732376928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115349515732376928' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115349515732376928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115349515732376928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/07/went-to-usual-place-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115341336107148741</id><published>2006-07-20T10:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T12:44:24.980-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I feel really good about the decision to give my notice. No, I still don't have another job but I feel relieved to know I won't be working here anymore. This job wasn't horrible but it hasn't been good for a while now. I kept thinking I needed to find something else but would just put it off. I've been here for 6 years so the process of finding something else was a little scary. Plus this place had it's good moments so it didn't always seem so important to go elsewhere. I'm looking forward to going somewhere new and hopefully it will be busier than here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of my co-workers are unhappy that I'm leaving. The ones that know have all asked me not to go. It's nice to hear that they like working with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately my boss and the foreman are also being good about it. The foreman has actually been nicer to me and my boss hasn't given me attitude for leaving. I placed the ad for my job today which was kind of strange but also felt very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115341336107148741?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115341336107148741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115341336107148741' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115341336107148741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115341336107148741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-feel-really-good-about-decision-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115332698315847789</id><published>2006-07-19T10:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T10:36:23.236-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Well I've done it. I put in my three weeks notice. I don't have another job yet. Hopefully by then I will but if I don't I'll just take a waitressing job or something while I continue looking. I do have an interview for a bank next week. I'm not worried about finding something.... well not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt; worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115332698315847789?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115332698315847789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115332698315847789' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115332698315847789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115332698315847789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/07/well-ive-done-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115301754530961766</id><published>2006-07-15T20:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T12:17:40.280-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://new-conversazione.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Chris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; requested I post one or two of my favorite pics from the trip. Here are my four favorite pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Edit: I took out the other pics since I'm not sure XMG would want them on here anymore. I still have them on flickr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/danikabur/186868093/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/67/186868093_5d488ee48b_m.jpg" alt="Freezing at the top of a mountain" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115301754530961766?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115301754530961766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115301754530961766' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115301754530961766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115301754530961766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/07/chris-requested-i-post-one-or-two-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115257957901024673</id><published>2006-07-10T18:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T19:07:55.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Back from my weekend to the mountains. The weekend was a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lot&lt;/span&gt; of fun. Friday we headed to Jasper. We went to Pyramid lake which was really pretty. Our campsite was really nice, close to a creek. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;A squirrel came to our campsite and we gave him some bread. It actually took some of the  bread right out of my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;After a bit of a rough start (that I won't get into) we had a good time friday night. Drank &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;way&lt;/span&gt; too much. Woke up Saturday with a massive hangover. MG put up with my grouchiness. He also was the one (without help from me) to take down our campsite. I was busy being sick and nursing the hangover (he was hungover too...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Jasper to go to Banff and stopped at the glacier on the way. It was pretty cold so I wimped out and we didn't actually walk on the glacier. The drive was pretty rough on both of us so we got to the campsite and set up. We didn't do anything after that other than sit by the campfire. I was not in the greatest mood most of the day and evening. Glad he was able to put up with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was a great day. We went sight seeing at Lake Louise. It's a breathtaking sight. It started raining while we were there so we didn't stay too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went canoeing at Emerald Lake. I've never been canoeing before and even though it was a bit of a work out on the arms I enjoyed it. It was absolutely beautiful on the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to kicking horse natural bridge which was really neat to see. The water wore away at rocks and you can actually walk across. We didn't though due to it being really slippery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we saw takakkaw falls. Absolutely amazing. That was probably my favorite sight of the trip. I could probably watch the falls for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night was fun too.... other than the rain. We got back to our campsite in the early evening to sit around the fire. It was really nice.. until it started to rain. We quickly put up our tarp. Once we had it up we didn't really get wet but it wasn't so close to the fire either so we got a bit cold. Still though it was a good time. It stopped raining after a while and we were able to sit at the fire again for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining when we got up this morning. I think we took down camp in record time. We were all packed up, showered and on the road within an hour and a half. Before heading home we went up the gondola. It started clearing up when we were up there so we had some nice views and got some pictures. Speaking of pictures; I've uploaded them to flickr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115257957901024673?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115257957901024673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115257957901024673' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115257957901024673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115257957901024673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/07/back-from-my-weekend-to-mountains.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843644.post-115220294382420817</id><published>2006-07-06T10:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T10:22:59.606-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Well I won't be meeting his son this week. His sons Mom wouldn't answer her phone (or call back) so MG wasn't able to go pick him up. I was looking forward to meeting him and I know MG was looking forward to spending time with him. Sucks that she did that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be heading out to Jasper tomorrow and then Banff on Saturday and Sunday. I'm so excited for the weekend away. The weather looks nice for Banff and not as nice tomorrow for Jasper. It's been a while since I went camping and I can't wait to get away from the city. I of course also can't wait to spend the weekend with MG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are still going well. He doesn't like staying over at my house (can't really blame him since his truck was broken into) and I don't like staying at his place when his roomate is home so that's not so good. I'm sure that will work itself out though and I do get to spend plenty of time with him when he is in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11843644-115220294382420817?l=danikabur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/feeds/115220294382420817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11843644&amp;postID=115220294382420817' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115220294382420817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11843644/posts/default/115220294382420817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danikabur.blogspot.com/2006/07/well-i-wont-be-meeting-his-son-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Danikabur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178834833939456743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/1525759674_a01ba3cfeb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>
