<?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-14969945</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:35:55.523-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lost Mermaid</title><subtitle type='html'>I am a fish out of water...looking for a way to return home.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelostmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14969945/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelostmermaid.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>*~*~*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364900405372922471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_diDnyhZthTQ/TG6Pz-8mZnI/AAAAAAAAABw/XAtURC5e86A/S220/22050_1117586918499_1791794869_238449_2657836_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14969945.post-4760663773479602893</id><published>2010-09-27T15:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T15:27:32.161-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crave the wave</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_diDnyhZthTQ/TKD9vV0ZeVI/AAAAAAAAADU/dF0Rzmj0aCE/s1600/DSC05432.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_diDnyhZthTQ/TKD9vV0ZeVI/AAAAAAAAADU/dF0Rzmj0aCE/s320/DSC05432.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;The beach has the power to restore us to ourselves. A day spent watching the waves or a long walk along the water's edge can bring us back to our center and remind us of the wisdom that resides within us all the time. At the ocean, it is possible to forget your daily worries and reconnect with your true self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shimmeringgraphix.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Music By Shimmering Graphix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; 
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&lt;embed src="http://a425.v8384d.c8384.g.vm.akamaistream.net/7/426/8384/3b858b51/mtvrdstr.download.akamai.com/8512/wmp/0/1071/29034_1_6_05.asf" name="music" hidden="true" align="baseline" border="0" width="100" height="10" autostart="true" type="audio/x-pn-realaudio"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14969945-2381997765811988610?l=thelostmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelostmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/2381997765811988610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14969945&amp;postID=2381997765811988610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14969945/posts/default/2381997765811988610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14969945/posts/default/2381997765811988610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelostmermaid.blogspot.com/2007/09/to-everything-there-is-season-and-time.html' title=''/><author><name>*~*~*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364900405372922471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_diDnyhZthTQ/TG6Pz-8mZnI/AAAAAAAAABw/XAtURC5e86A/S220/22050_1117586918499_1791794869_238449_2657836_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_diDnyhZthTQ/RvLpYJWgsQI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RSJ6nAuQdjY/s72-c/4cd6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14969945.post-115791389543826806</id><published>2006-09-10T13:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T13:44:55.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/1600/pacific2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/320/pacific2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding is behind us and life begins.  So far things are going well. EXCEPT...my mother is having a fit cause she is losing control of me and my kids.  Me because I am 60 miles away and my kids because they have just had it with her shit.  My son decided he wanted to join the navy and she is freaking out...she called my uncle to find my son a job, saying I was giong off the deep end because he was leaving..my daughter just wants to move away because she always has to have her nose in everyones business.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shimmeringgraphix.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Music By Shimmering Graphix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; 
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I once again find myself pondering where my life is going.  My babygirl is now 18, my son almost 21.  I am engaged to a man who treats me better than I could have ever hoped and has a 4 year old that has brought so much joy to my life.  Yet there is an emptiness that I cannot explain.  My finances are SLOWLY getting better.  I am slowly getting caught up on the bills that I have had to let slide and with the grace of God I will continue to catch up...not quick enough but all in due time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/1600/St%20John%20beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/320/St%20John%20beach.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/1600/LightHouseTrees3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/320/LightHouseTrees3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am feeling stressed and missing some time alone and time with my best friend.  We are starting to make plans to visit Florida again and I am so excited.  We had such a BLAST the last time we went..now we are one year and plenty of experience wiser and this year is going to ROCK!!! I see hours of time walking the beaches of Florida. HOURS of pool therapy.  Afternoon naps.  Laying on the beach and reading for as long as we can stand it.  We are going later this year and I hope and pray that we will be there to see the baby turtles hatch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/1600/Sunrise21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/320/Sunrise21.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss her...I miss miss the time we spent together.  I miss the time I used to spend alone.  God...who would have ever thought THOSE words would come out of my mouth.  When H had a boyfriend and left me home alone everynight I was going CRAZY and now I am begging for just a few hours of me time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/1600/Green%20Turtle%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/320/Green%20Turtle%201.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to find my passion.  Don't get me wrong..I am passionate about caring for my family...all of it.  But something is missing....I feel like I have so much more to offer.  My life experience is being wasted.  I feel that God brought me through those experiences for a reason and I need to figure out what that reason is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shimmeringgraphix.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Music By Shimmering Graphix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; 
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J &amp; C are already asleep.  My kids are 60 miles away.  It's snowing like crazy and I am sitting here contemplating my life yet again.  What do I want to do with my life? What do I wanna be when I grow up??  I am down to only working every other weekend at the job I love...what's the point...I can't make a difference and spend most of my shift playing catch-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I go back to school? Work full-time? Stick with the consignment shop because I know in a few years it will be making money so I won't have to work???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J tells me I need to be more spontaneous.  For so long every decision I have made has been based on what is best for everyone else around me.  He wants me to decide my future without considering anyone else.  To find my happiness...my passion.  I know I know...most are thinking...where did she find him??  But that task..while something I have always wanted to do is something that is very very difficult for me to do.  I don't remember ever putting myself first...have I ever?  It seems so sad but I am sure that other moms have done it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/1600/vj20_ocean_blue_2_small.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/320/vj20_ocean_blue_2_small.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be at peace...I am tired of the restless feeling I have in my soul. God has a plan for me and I am struggling to figure that plan out.  I keep coming back to coaching...but would I have anything to offer when at times my life seems so out of control.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have returned to following my spiritual path...feeling like I have finally found "home" but I need to find a way for that to spill over into the rest of my life.  I have tons and tons of books to lead me in the right direction but BUT BUT I don't know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think God is leading me in the direction of helping people...I feel I need to straighten my life out first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/1600/kayumanis-front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/320/kayumanis-front.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then..there is always the bookstore I would love to open. Why is it so hard for me to settle on one thing and focus and be happy?? Gemini personality? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my meditation time...time to clear my mind and just listen to what the universe tells me.  There is so much out there for me to do...to analyze...how can I be spontaneous????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shimmeringgraphix.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Music By Shimmering Graphix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; 
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&lt;embed src="http://a425.v8384d.c8384.g.vm.akamaistream.net/7/426/8384/3b858b51/mtvrdstr.download.akamai.com/8512/wmp/0/1071/29034_1_6_05.asf" name="music" hidden="true" align="baseline" border="0" width="100" height="10" autostart="true" type="audio/x-pn-realaudio"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14969945-114058313023285209?l=thelostmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelostmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/114058313023285209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14969945&amp;postID=114058313023285209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14969945/posts/default/114058313023285209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14969945/posts/default/114058313023285209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelostmermaid.blogspot.com/2006/02/come-to-beach-come-to-beach.html' title=''/><author><name>*~*~*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364900405372922471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_diDnyhZthTQ/TG6Pz-8mZnI/AAAAAAAAABw/XAtURC5e86A/S220/22050_1117586918499_1791794869_238449_2657836_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14969945.post-113830518108271302</id><published>2006-01-26T13:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T13:53:01.083-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7076/1320/1600/147ba76d141414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7076/1320/320/147ba76d141414.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never stop growing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you think you know it all, then you deny yourself the opportunity to learn anything new. When you decide that you've seen it all, you cut yourself off from new and enlightening experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day is an opportunity to grow. Always take advantage of that opportunity, for it is a big part of what makes you alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much you've already accomplished, you can still receive great benefit from new challenges. No matter what your level of learning and experience, you can always raise that level even higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you think you have all the answers, get busy and find some more questions. View each new discovery as a starting point, and not as a final destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The joy of life is in the journey. The fulfillment of life is in the growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep that growing going, and never let it stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Ralph Marston&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shimmeringgraphix.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Music By Shimmering Graphix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; 
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&lt;embed src="http://a425.v8384d.c8384.g.vm.akamaistream.net/7/426/8384/3b858b51/mtvrdstr.download.akamai.com/8512/wmp/0/1071/29034_1_6_05.asf" name="music" hidden="true" align="baseline" border="0" width="100" height="10" autostart="true" type="audio/x-pn-realaudio"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14969945-113830518108271302?l=thelostmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelostmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/113830518108271302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14969945&amp;postID=113830518108271302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14969945/posts/default/113830518108271302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14969945/posts/default/113830518108271302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelostmermaid.blogspot.com/2006/01/never-stop-growing-when-you-think-you.html' title=''/><author><name>*~*~*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364900405372922471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_diDnyhZthTQ/TG6Pz-8mZnI/AAAAAAAAABw/XAtURC5e86A/S220/22050_1117586918499_1791794869_238449_2657836_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14969945.post-113830498432971354</id><published>2006-01-26T13:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T13:49:44.330-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7076/1320/1600/package-5025246-46197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7076/1320/320/package-5025246-46197.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to do ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have so much to do that is seems overwhelming? Then stop thinking about how much there is and start getting it done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling overwhelmed is merely a state of mind that you choose. And just as easily as you can choose it, you can choose to let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new day, a new month, a new year dawns and it can make you feel like time is quickly slipping away. But in fact, time comes to you just as quickly as it moves past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that means that each moment you get the opportunity to make a difference. Each moment, the best thing you can do is to make full and meaningful use of that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is how you get things done. Moment by moment, little by little, small tasks build into great accomplishments, and accomplishments build into a life with real fulfillment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to tackle everything all at once. Just do what you can, when you can, filling each moment with positive purpose and action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what once seemed overwhelming will quickly become a source of real and lasting fulfillment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Ralph Marston&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shimmeringgraphix.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Music By Shimmering Graphix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; 
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&lt;embed src="http://a425.v8384d.c8384.g.vm.akamaistream.net/7/426/8384/3b858b51/mtvrdstr.download.akamai.com/8512/wmp/0/1071/29034_1_6_05.asf" name="music" hidden="true" align="baseline" border="0" width="100" height="10" autostart="true" type="audio/x-pn-realaudio"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14969945-113830498432971354?l=thelostmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelostmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/113830498432971354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14969945&amp;postID=113830498432971354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14969945/posts/default/113830498432971354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14969945/posts/default/113830498432971354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelostmermaid.blogspot.com/2006/01/so-much-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>*~*~*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364900405372922471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_diDnyhZthTQ/TG6Pz-8mZnI/AAAAAAAAABw/XAtURC5e86A/S220/22050_1117586918499_1791794869_238449_2657836_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14969945.post-113830456322083058</id><published>2006-01-26T13:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T13:42:43.300-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7076/1320/1600/mermaid%20on%20giant%20seaturtle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7076/1320/320/mermaid%20on%20giant%20seaturtle.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the power ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rarely is anything ever as difficult as you first imagine it to be. More often than not, the greatest difficulty you must overcome is convincing yourself to get started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what would happen if you could simply stop fighting with yourself and could just go ahead with whatever needs to be done. The great and empowering fact is, you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if all the energy you put into avoiding effort was suddenly redirected into productive action? It can happen much more easily than you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you stopped making excuses and started making real progress? The good news is, you don't have to just imagine it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the power to get yourself started. You have the power to overcome all those complaints and worries, anxieties, doubts and excuses that exist only within the confines of your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you control your mind, and your mind directs your actions. Make use of that awesome power, and truly great things will quickly begin to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Ralph Marston&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shimmeringgraphix.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Music By Shimmering Graphix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; 
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&lt;embed src="http://a425.v8384d.c8384.g.vm.akamaistream.net/7/426/8384/3b858b51/mtvrdstr.download.akamai.com/8512/wmp/0/1071/29034_1_6_05.asf" name="music" hidden="true" align="baseline" border="0" width="100" height="10" autostart="true" type="audio/x-pn-realaudio"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14969945-113830456322083058?l=thelostmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelostmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/113830456322083058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14969945&amp;postID=113830456322083058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14969945/posts/default/113830456322083058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14969945/posts/default/113830456322083058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelostmermaid.blogspot.com/2006/01/you-have-power.html' title=''/><author><name>*~*~*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364900405372922471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_diDnyhZthTQ/TG6Pz-8mZnI/AAAAAAAAABw/XAtURC5e86A/S220/22050_1117586918499_1791794869_238449_2657836_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14969945.post-113830343220544570</id><published>2006-01-26T13:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T13:23:52.233-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7076/1320/1600/smrbk147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7076/1320/320/smrbk147.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow happiness &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are not happy with what you already have, how can you expect to become happy by getting more? Instead of expecting that happiness will come to you from the outside, choose to send it out from the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've been waiting for some thing or event or condition before choosing to be happy, there is no need to wait any longer. Go ahead, choose to be happy, and then you'll move more effectively toward whatever you desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having the good and valuable things you desire is not a cause of happiness. It is an expression of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is not yours when you chase it or put conditions on it. Happiness is yours when you allow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose right now to allow it. Choose to be happy and genuinely thankful about who you are, what you're doing, what you have and where you're going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right away, that positive attitude on the inside will begin to build and improve the factors on the outside. Allow happiness, and allow your life to run in a positive, fulfilling direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Ralph Marston&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shimmeringgraphix.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Music By Shimmering Graphix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; 
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&lt;embed src="http://a425.v8384d.c8384.g.vm.akamaistream.net/7/426/8384/3b858b51/mtvrdstr.download.akamai.com/8512/wmp/0/1071/29034_1_6_05.asf" name="music" hidden="true" align="baseline" border="0" width="100" height="10" autostart="true" type="audio/x-pn-realaudio"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14969945-113609834616399375?l=thelostmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelostmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/113609834616399375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14969945&amp;postID=113609834616399375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14969945/posts/default/113609834616399375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14969945/posts/default/113609834616399375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelostmermaid.blogspot.com/2006/01/we-will-open-book.html' title=''/><author><name>*~*~*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364900405372922471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_diDnyhZthTQ/TG6Pz-8mZnI/AAAAAAAAABw/XAtURC5e86A/S220/22050_1117586918499_1791794869_238449_2657836_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14969945.post-113609805690212641</id><published>2006-01-01T00:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T00:47:36.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7076/1320/1600/ShowLetter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7076/1320/320/ShowLetter.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A New Year’s Prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God make your year a happy one!&lt;br /&gt;Not by shielding you from all sorrows and pain,&lt;br /&gt;But by strengthening you to bear it, as it comes;&lt;br /&gt;Not by making your path easy,&lt;br /&gt;But by making you sturdy to travel any path;&lt;br /&gt;Not by taking hardships from you,&lt;br /&gt;But by taking fear from your heart;&lt;br /&gt;Not by granting you unbroken sunshine,&lt;br /&gt;But by keeping your face bright, even in the shadows;&lt;br /&gt;Not by making your life always pleasant,&lt;br /&gt;But by showing you when people and their causes need you most,&lt;br /&gt;     and by making you anxious to be there to help.&lt;br /&gt;God’s love, peace, hope and joy to you for the year ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shimmeringgraphix.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Music By Shimmering Graphix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; 
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&lt;embed src="http://a425.v8384d.c8384.g.vm.akamaistream.net/7/426/8384/3b858b51/mtvrdstr.download.akamai.com/8512/wmp/0/1071/29034_1_6_05.asf" name="music" hidden="true" align="baseline" border="0" width="100" height="10" autostart="true" type="audio/x-pn-realaudio"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14969945-113571055197127133?l=thelostmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelostmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/113571055197127133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14969945&amp;postID=113571055197127133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14969945/posts/default/113571055197127133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14969945/posts/default/113571055197127133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelostmermaid.blogspot.com/2005/12/another-month-has-come-and-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>*~*~*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364900405372922471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_diDnyhZthTQ/TG6Pz-8mZnI/AAAAAAAAABw/XAtURC5e86A/S220/22050_1117586918499_1791794869_238449_2657836_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14969945.post-113298538840955337</id><published>2005-11-25T23:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T00:09:48.426-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/1600/mermaid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/320/mermaid.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been FOREVER...it's time for an update on my whirlwind life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM ENGAGED.  We are getting married August 5th, 2006.  I asked his fathers permission and it was a go...lol.  It started out with us running off to Vegas to get married and now we are getting married in his church.  It's a very nice church actually..the people are so friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have left the real estate company and I am working for an elderly assisted living facility.  It was supposed to be 24 hours a week but has been working out to more and I have to work all holidays between now and Easter which makes me sad.  Christmas is such an important holiday to me...I almost feel punished for trying to get ahead.  I will hang in there...I know things will get better.  I enjoy the people I work with and the residents are adorable.  My first check was so nice...but gone as quickly as it came...in an attempt to catch up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have missed hopping on and jotting a few thoughts...I will try to do better.  There is much more to tell but it's after midnight already and I am a bit tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shimmeringgraphix.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Music By Shimmering Graphix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; 
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My son moved out...2 days before his birthday. I know I know...he's almost 20 and should be on his own but it's still hard watching the baby bird leave the nest.  My daughter keeps getting more and more serious about her boyfriend and the L word has been flying around the last couple of weeks.  All of her freetime is spent with him.  I was home all day yesterday and last night and still only saw her about 30 minutes total.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have applied for a job at an elderly assisted living facility in the town my boyfriend lives in...it will be parttime for now until I move over there.  I want to get caught up on my bills...I am tired of always being behind on everything and since my daughter is almost never home anyway why not use the time to make some money.  With her going to school next fall I am going to need to be caught up on everything else so I can help her out a little bit at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend has been very busy with stuff she has going on in her life and between our two schedules it seems harder to keep in touch but we are still working very hard to do so.  I don't ever want to lose touch with her again...she is so special to me.  I never want to face anything in my life...good or bad...without her.  We share so much...so many of the same qualities...it's scary sometimes..lol.  I love her with all my heart.  She is my beach buddy and best friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things with J are going great!  He keeps bugging me to ask him to marry him.  We went to his cousins wedding reception on Saturday and he told his dad that when we get married we are running off to Vegas.  We were goofing around on Saturday night and I asked him to marry me and he said he is old fashioned...I have to ask his dad permission...lol.  Sooo...tonight...when I drop off my work application...I am going to stop by and talk to his dad.  Then we will see if he can walk the walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things with the shop are about the same...the money is coming in but not fast enough it seems...I feel like I am on a sinking ship.  I am going in today to pull books which instead of throwing away I will keep in hopes of opening a used bookstore the beginning of the year.  (like I need ANOTHER project)  It's my dream...the shop isn't...but I am hoping the shop will allow me to live my dream...we will see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 7 days left at the real estate agency...unless I get hired before then...if that happens I will need to make some adjustments...I have already contacted the broker to let her know the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of anything else going on in my life really.  I seem to be staying caught up on Starting Over...which if you haven't watched you TOTALLY need to.  www.startingovertv.com I have learned so much from this show..it's amazing.  I see myself in everyone of the women on the show.  Anyone else hooked on it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another show I am hooked on is How Clean Is Your House..mine is not perfect but DANG...how do some of those people live like that?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired..I want to go home and go back to bed...but should go pull books...maybe I will wait until Friday to do that...I can get an earlier start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shimmeringgraphix.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Music By Shimmering Graphix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; 
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&lt;embed src="http://a425.v8384d.c8384.g.vm.akamaistream.net/7/426/8384/3b858b51/mtvrdstr.download.akamai.com/8512/wmp/0/1071/29034_1_6_05.asf" name="music" hidden="true" align="baseline" border="0" width="100" height="10" autostart="true" type="audio/x-pn-realaudio"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14969945-112916922122094268?l=thelostmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelostmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/112916922122094268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14969945&amp;postID=112916922122094268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14969945/posts/default/112916922122094268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14969945/posts/default/112916922122094268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelostmermaid.blogspot.com/2005/10/since-love-is-most-delicate-and-total.html' title=''/><author><name>*~*~*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364900405372922471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_diDnyhZthTQ/TG6Pz-8mZnI/AAAAAAAAABw/XAtURC5e86A/S220/22050_1117586918499_1791794869_238449_2657836_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14969945.post-112887057384227767</id><published>2005-10-09T09:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T10:09:33.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/1600/fall%20lagoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/320/fall%20lagoon.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Change is all around it seems.  I went in on Thursday and told my broker that things were not working out for me in real estate and that I needed to leave.  I am staying until the end of the month.  I am on the schedule until then and don't want to be unreasonable about going...and if in the meantime I sell a house...great...then I won't owe the broker so much money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...now what am I going to do?!? My first priority is going to be to get the store back in order.  Things are unorganized, messy, needing to be defunked. My hours at the real estate  have changed to 9-1 and 1-5 which will make working extra at the store a bit challenging but I will stay an extra hour on the days I have to work there and longer the days I am off there...when I am there mornings I won't go in to the shop at all....I have TONS to catch up on at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back to square one with employees.  Bitching and pissing and moaning that they are worked too hard..they "can't do everything".  NEVER hire family...never EVER.  They all act like they are doing me a huge favor instead of a job.  So things there may change come November 1st too...we will see how things go between now and then.  I personally feel...and I might be wrong...that if I am paying someone to cover floor hours...I shouldn't have to be there.  If I have to be there...I see no sense in paying someone else to be there.  So we will see how things go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am feeling very supported by my family and friends in my decisions.  J have been great through all of this and is working hard to try to get me to open up to him...it's hard since I have been on my own for 5 years.  I am not used to having a man willing to share my burdens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am off to shower and head outside to clean up the yard and do some winterizing....we have already had flurries TWICE.  I am NOT ready for this...yuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shimmeringgraphix.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Music By Shimmering Graphix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; 
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&lt;embed src="http://a425.v8384d.c8384.g.vm.akamaistream.net/7/426/8384/3b858b51/mtvrdstr.download.akamai.com/8512/wmp/0/1071/29034_1_6_05.asf" name="music" hidden="true" align="baseline" border="0" width="100" height="10" autostart="true" type="audio/x-pn-realaudio"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14969945-112844935246731623?l=thelostmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelostmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/112844935246731623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14969945&amp;postID=112844935246731623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14969945/posts/default/112844935246731623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14969945/posts/default/112844935246731623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelostmermaid.blogspot.com/2005/10/here-i-am-yet-again.html' title=''/><author><name>*~*~*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364900405372922471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_diDnyhZthTQ/TG6Pz-8mZnI/AAAAAAAAABw/XAtURC5e86A/S220/22050_1117586918499_1791794869_238449_2657836_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14969945.post-112834697272371314</id><published>2005-10-03T08:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T08:42:52.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/1600/florida%20096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/320/florida%20096.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things you can and cannot change &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are things that you can change, and there are things that you cannot change. Both have much value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things you can change can enable you to create, to achieve, to express yourself, and to improve the world in which you live. The things you cannot change give you the opportunity to grow stronger, to develop real wisdom, patience, acceptance, flexibility and effectiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is much you can learn from the things you cannot change. And there are countless ways to positively apply that learning toward the things you can change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things you cannot change give you a base from which to work. The things you can change give you an ever-increasing world of possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you accept what you cannot change and find positive ways to deal with it, you lay the groundwork for success. When you understand what you can change and find positive ways to put that change to work, success and achievement are yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are fortunate to live in a world where there are things you can change and things you cannot. As each moment arrives, you're in a position to make the best of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Ralph Marston&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shimmeringgraphix.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Music By Shimmering Graphix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; 
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&lt;embed src="http://a425.v8384d.c8384.g.vm.akamaistream.net/7/426/8384/3b858b51/mtvrdstr.download.akamai.com/8512/wmp/0/1071/29034_1_6_05.asf" name="music" hidden="true" align="baseline" border="0" width="100" height="10" autostart="true" type="audio/x-pn-realaudio"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14969945-112673762365239929?l=thelostmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14969945/posts/default/112673762365239929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14969945/posts/default/112673762365239929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelostmermaid.blogspot.com/2005/09/just-go-to-your-happy-place-i-need-to.html' title=''/><author><name>*~*~*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364900405372922471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_diDnyhZthTQ/TG6Pz-8mZnI/AAAAAAAAABw/XAtURC5e86A/S220/22050_1117586918499_1791794869_238449_2657836_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14969945.post-112632872328432697</id><published>2005-09-09T23:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T00:05:23.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/1600/0003mermaid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/320/0003mermaid.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way out &lt;br /&gt;The way out of disappointment is through effort. The way out of worry and anxiety is through effort.&lt;br /&gt;The way to respond to unfairness, injustice, tragedy and misfortune is with effort. The way to get beyond the obstacles standing in your path is with effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is truly amazing what some good, sustained effort can do. It will make you wonder why you didn't get started sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are discouraged, make a little positive effort and your attitude will remarkably improve. When you are weary, make a little positive effort and it will energize your spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting around worrying, complaining, being angry and frustrated will do nothing to improve the situation. Start to take effort, though, and you enter a whole new positive, productive frame of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With effort, there is a very real and attainable connection between where you are and where you would like to be. Make the effort, and work your way out into the bright light of achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Ralph Marston&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shimmeringgraphix.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Music By Shimmering Graphix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; 
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Then another telling me he will do everything in his power to protect and help the children I have abused...and that he should have known someone with my character and track record wouldn't accept the help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't say anything to him..then he tried to call me...called my home phone 3 times and my cell once...each time...I would answer and then hang up right away so he couldn't leave voice messages and tell me how horrible I am again. Then he sent the final email. .TRIED 2 GIVE U A CHNCE 2 APOLIGIZE N GET HLP..U HUNG UP ON ME 4 TIMES..SCHOOL ADMIN AND CHILD SERVICES HAVE BEN UPD8D..NXT STEP IS ATTY GEN/GRAND JUR&lt;br /&gt;Y/AND NEWS MEDIA(SHILD SERVICES SEEMD UPSET BY UR SEX BUSINESS ((I was a phone sex operater for a couple of years to make money to pay bills and feed and clothe my children)) W/MINORS IN HOUSE)..IF I DON'T GET APOLOGY 4 ME/ H(daughter) N S(son) AND A COMMITTMENT 4 U R COUNSELING..I'M GOING 2 THE FIRE 4 THE GOOD OF ALL INVOLVED..OWN UP 2 UR ABUSE NOW...OR WORSE LATER! DEDLIN FRI....I lost it, my son was home and he held me for about 20 minutes while I just cried..then he went to the school and sure enough...the idiot had actually called there...my sons next stop was the police station...the cop said I had every reason to file charges and sent papers home for me to fill out...which I quickly did and returned them before I went to get C to spend the night with us. The cop said that by the emails and my statement that just talking to him wouldn't help..he recommended that I file charges..which I agreed to...I told him anything as long as it keeps this guy from contacting me again. He said he would keep me posted...all I know is Craig is going to be sooo pissed..I am afraid of what he will do..thank god he is an over the road truck driver...last friday he was headed for FL...I hope he stays away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also talked to my shrink...I called her first after the emails trying to figure out where to go or who to call...she said that I am right..he is wrong..that I am being abused and it needs to stop...I felt better after talking to her..even though it was nothing others haven't told me before...for some reason it clicked today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been abused by this jerk for years...and I now finally see that he wasn't right about all the things he has said about me. I think I am going to be ok now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/1600/image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/320/image020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shimmeringgraphix.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Music By Shimmering Graphix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; 
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Spend time with my daughter before she goes to school, shower, get ready and go to work.  When I got home it dawned on me that I hadn't talked to Craig since Monday and he was upset because I didn't have time to talk to him because I was at J's and I had just met and was visiting with his dad.  So I shot him off an email that simply said...are u mad at me?  BOY OH BOY did that open a can of worms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't call until about 4 hours later...then proceded to tell me how I am always avoiding my responsibilities.  Telling me that I am stupid to think that I will make money selling real estate.  Telling me that I should have told him what my plans for the future are..that as long as he has known me..that I was going to move to FL or CA (yeah..he knows me..never once have I mentioned moving to CA)and now all of a sudden I am making plans to stay. DUH  He proceded to tell me that I am a bad mother, that because I allow my children to drink when I am around that I am abusing my children.  That because my daughter has become intimate with her boyfriend, I am allowing him to statutory rape her..that I am a feloneous whore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point..when he called me a whore I hung up on him...I listened to the rest of his shit for some reason...in hopes of defending myself...WASTE OF TIME.  Everyone has different beliefs...mine happen to be that I remember what it was like to be a teenager and I can be a parent they can talk to and not be afraid of BEING JUDGED or I can bury my head in the sand like 95% of the rest of the parents...I choose being involved and if that makes me a bad parent then that is just too damn bad.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/1600/pooheffed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/320/pooheffed.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I hung up on him I sent him an email telling him "I am done with him...don't call me EVER again".  Something he has told me in the past and something that he threatened me with often.  He then sent me an email telling me I have 48 hours to admit my abuse of my children or his password to email him will be changed and he is calling the authorities to turn me in....for party to statutory rape and for delinquency of a minor.  The state I live in...parents are allowed to give their children alcohol...EVEN IN A BAR...it's not something that happens everyday, or weekend or even month for that matter.  I can count on one hand how many time my daughter has had alcohol with me around.  The age of consent is 16...she will be 18 in February. I will confess nothing to this asshole.  I am NOT going to be part of his emotional blackmail anymore.  I am tired of his threats and if the phone calls continue I will change my number and file harassment charges against him..I am DONE.  It is time to remove this man from my life...someone who has claimed to be my friend for the past 4 years and has continued to try to control me..who mentally and emotionally abused me the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is so critical of me....yet he was shot in the face years ago, before I met him...from a bad drug deal.  He has been addicted to crack...had relapses and has blamed 2 of those relapses on me because I kept "fucking up" and he was having problems dealing with it.  He broke up with one woman by letting her believe he has AIDS, he continually crosses the border to visit prostitutes in Mexico...even a shemale once, he has NO CHILDREN.  NOW..."Mr. Upstanding Character and Citizen of the Year" is "dating" a woman from Peru who is working in the United States illegally in FL as a nanny.  Yeah...I am the one with the messed up life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to remain strong...I know eventually he will be back because I have put up with his shit longer than anyone ever has so he will think he can continue but I cannot...and will not continue to put up with his abuse..he has officially BURNED THIS BRIDGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/1600/image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/320/image004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am FAR from a perfect parent...I am sure MOST honest parents will tell you that they make mistakes, bad judgement calls, we gather ourselves up and learn from our mistakes to become better parents and use that information to make better choices next time.  However, I am NOT a bad mother...I am here for my kids..they can and to talk to me about any and everything.  They are typical teenagers, they don't do drugs, they are not in trouble with the law, they don't vanish for days...they are good kids and I am proud of how they have turned out.  I wouldn't change a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This seems to be going on and on...not sure why..I know I am right..he has just fucked with my mind for so long that I find myself second guessing.  I shouldn't be.  I have done a great job raising my kids and I have, for the most part, done it alone..even when their father was there..he wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God help me get myself back...let me stop beating myself up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shimmeringgraphix.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Music By Shimmering Graphix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; 
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I am supposed to be here until 2.  Traffic is heavy but everyone is on their way to somewhere fun and NOBODY is stopping..the mail lady is the only face I have seen in the past 3 hours.  The phone rang 3 times and 2 of those calls was the secretary just calling to shoot the breeze.  What the hell am I doing?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to J's last night...took C back...they were supposed to get up and come home with me this morning but decided to just wait and come later.  He is trying to buy my neighbors race car and they are still racing it and he is all pissed off about that.  Well...he hasn't given them any money and they just want to have fun with it while they still have it...why is that so bad?  I don't get men...why do MOST of them feel so entitled to everything they want?  I want a trip to FLORIDA but you don't see me getting pissy with people who are on a flight there right now...because they bought my seat.  Isn't that crazy logic???????  I don't get it..if someone can explain it to me I would be delighted to hear all about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neck hurts today...C hopped in bed with us again last night and now he likes the middle so J and I are NOT sleeping well.  I finally got up and carried him to his own bed.  Not sure if J liked that or not but I had to work today and I think I am entitled to TWO hours of restful sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so confused about so many aspects of my life right now.  I wonder how much contact J is still having with the bitch of an exbabysitter.  I want her GONE with NO contact or I am going to seriously contemplate....not staying...and it's killing me...but I won't share his attention with that BITCH.  If he doesn't see a problem with that then he's crazy too.  The idea of her moving to the next street should tell him just exactly how mentally unstable this nut is...but I wonder.  I also wonder just exactly what their relationship was...I wonder more and more about it and the next time the opportunity comes up I am asking him straight out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shop is busier because people can't afford to go out of town to shop so that is kind of nice...at the same time...I still hate it.  It's way more work then I care to invest and I am not lazy...I am just tired of all the bullshit...when will it ever end.  People think they can walk all over you and tell you how to run your business.  I honestly had some woman come in and tell me that I needed to accept winter coats for adults and put them down on the main floor because they would sell better.  This from the woman who has brought in the same winter coats since I opened 8 years ago....and they STILL haven't sold...I am not taking them because of that for one thing and for another...people STEAL them...can you believe that...they are robbing me blind.  I am sure sooo much goes out as stolen merchandise..then I get to listen to the consignors bitch.  THEN another woman bought a small tv almost a month ago...we held the tag for 5 days to give her a chance to make sure it was going to work with her cable...well...yesterday she brings it back and wants her money back.  People always expect me to supplement their stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a vacation...I need pool therapy and BEACH TIME!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shimmeringgraphix.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Music By Shimmering Graphix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; 
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We dream of our prince charming.  Then reality sets in and we want a house that stays clean and a man who isn't a jerk.  Why do we settle?  My daughter starts school on Thursday...her final year...I think back about all the hopes and dreams I had back then...most of which never came true.  I was enrolled in school in the town my boyfriend is from and he graduated high school the year after me.  What if I would have moved here and went to school and met him first.  I had so much to experience before I was ready to meet him...I know for a fact that I would have never appreciated him back then.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was enrolled in school here but wasn't going to get any financial help from my family so decided to take a year and work to save up then go the following year.  That January I got pregnant with my son...and my whole world changed..in one split second.  When my son was 6 months old I married his father because boys need a dad.  I grew up without my real dad and didn't want that for him..I thought I was doing the right thing.  At first things were ok...we got along very well for 2 "kids" who didn't really know each other at all.  We did our best to make decisions that were right for our son.  A few years later along came a little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did in-home licensed daycare until my children started school because I felt it was important that I raise my children.  Then I went back to school...my son was about 9 I think.  We sold the house I loved and ended up having to move in with my mother-in-law.  My ex quickly started to seem more like a brother than a husband and our family dynamics changed and try as I might...I never got them back.  I had 14 years into this relationship and leaving was the hardest thing I could have done but I knew for my own sanity that I needed to go.  He never struck me...but the little digs and comments...still bruise my mind.  I think he did the best he could...he grew up seeing that...didn't know better and didn't want to find another way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life I dreamed about the big house on the corner lot...white fence...lots of kids running around.  Now...I have none of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning my cousin came to my work to show me her engagement ring...she has been divorced less than a year!!!!!  I have 5 under my belt and NO sign of a ring...is that just going to be another dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I dream about now?  I dream about being happy and healthy.  I dream about my children.  I have such geat hope for them.  They are both so smart.  I dream of being debt free...a task I am working on!  I still dream of my knight in shining armor riding up on his white horse and taking me away from it all...but then reality sets and I know that isn't going to happen and all I can do is try my best to get myself back to the life I dream of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just beat and this seems like it isn't making much sense and that I am rambling  sooooo, I am going to stop here and go get some sleep.  I will check back tomorrow and see if it's any good or if I need a re-write..lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shimmeringgraphix.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Music By Shimmering Graphix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; 
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&lt;embed src="http://a425.v8384d.c8384.g.vm.akamaistream.net/7/426/8384/3b858b51/mtvrdstr.download.akamai.com/8512/wmp/0/1071/29034_1_6_05.asf" name="music" hidden="true" align="baseline" border="0" width="100" height="10" autostart="true" type="audio/x-pn-realaudio"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14969945-112506152533208959?l=thelostmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelostmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/112506152533208959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14969945&amp;postID=112506152533208959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14969945/posts/default/112506152533208959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14969945/posts/default/112506152533208959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelostmermaid.blogspot.com/2005/08/tgif-time-is-just-flying-by.html' title=''/><author><name>*~*~*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364900405372922471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_diDnyhZthTQ/TG6Pz-8mZnI/AAAAAAAAABw/XAtURC5e86A/S220/22050_1117586918499_1791794869_238449_2657836_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14969945.post-112493750948417908</id><published>2005-08-24T21:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T21:38:29.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/1600/doll%20siren%20mermaid.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/320/doll%20siren%20mermaid.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you I was having a mid-life crisis.  Today..my daughter talked me into getting my nose pierced.  It didn't hurt as bad as I thought it would...BUT...it did feel just a little strange.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shimmeringgraphix.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Music By Shimmering Graphix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; 
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If your date shows you a new experience (like Egyptian food or scuba diving), you're very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your seduction style:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experimental: it's rare that you try the same thing twice.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultra kinky - you do stuff that's not even in books yet.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot and cold... sometimes you're just not into the whole sex thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tips for the future:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Settle down a little. Sometimes good things come with time - so don't let people go so fast.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acknowledge that you're a player and flirt. If your mate can't live with this, find someone who can.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give your partner a little more attention. You don't have to be a social butterfly all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best place to meet someone online: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/match.html"&gt;Match.com&lt;/a&gt; - enough sexy singles for you to find a new playmate when you get restless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best color to attract mate:&lt;/b&gt; Sunny yellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best day for a date:&lt;/b&gt; Wednesday &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get your free love profile at &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;Blogthings&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shimmeringgraphix.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Music By Shimmering Graphix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; 
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&lt;embed src="http://a425.v8384d.c8384.g.vm.akamaistream.net/7/426/8384/3b858b51/mtvrdstr.download.akamai.com/8512/wmp/0/1071/29034_1_6_05.asf" name="music" hidden="true" align="baseline" border="0" width="100" height="10" autostart="true" type="audio/x-pn-realaudio"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14969945-112413968786585751?l=thelostmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelostmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/112413968786585751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14969945&amp;postID=112413968786585751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14969945/posts/default/112413968786585751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14969945/posts/default/112413968786585751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelostmermaid.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-wanna-go-home.html' title=''/><author><name>*~*~*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364900405372922471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_diDnyhZthTQ/TG6Pz-8mZnI/AAAAAAAAABw/XAtURC5e86A/S220/22050_1117586918499_1791794869_238449_2657836_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14969945.post-112381742228819263</id><published>2005-08-11T22:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T22:30:22.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi there...not a whole lot new here on the frontlines. I had to go to the doctor yesterday and in addition to allergies....I have bronchitis. When will the fun ever end?&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/1600/ArielSittingWallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7074/1371/320/ArielSittingWallpaper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things on the J front are going GREAT.  He is unlike any man I have ever known.  It's amazing and scary all at the same time...I just keep waiting for the ugly monster to show it's ugly head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a bit of a funk today so I decided to dye my hair...2 shades of red....should be interesting if nothing else.  Afterall...it's only hair..right?  It will grow out or grow back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work sucks...I am tired of working all these hours and making NO money!!  I need money!  How am I supposed to pay bills...and save for a NEW trip to Florida?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shimmeringgraphix.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Music By Shimmering Graphix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; 
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We emailed back and forth for several weeks then when both of our accounts were about to expire...I gave him my phone number. For the next few weeks we talked on the phone every couple of days. Then the trial for his wife's murder started and we lost touch. He had been on my mind so I dug out my old caller id box, put in some new batteries and prayed his number would still be there and it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called him and we picked up where we left off about a month earlier. The trial was over, the man had confessed to doing it...although they are still not sure what his motive was...other than that he had deep feelings for her that she didn't return. His family is from about an hour from where I live and he was making plans to move back to the area that he grew up in. We met in person for the first time August 29, 2004. He moved to the area in September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have seen some rocky times. My past was a great concern to him. I was involved in the swinging lifestyle for about 18 months...that started with an old boyfriend. At the time we met..I had been out of it for almost a year but he was still having issues with it. We worked through that, we worked through is grief issues, we worked through the distance issues, we are still working on the work schedule issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had been off work all winter spending time with C and settling into their new life. He returned to work a few months ago. Not wanting to "burden me" with watching C..he started his search for a babysitter. His brother told him about Angie and she started immediately. She kept telling him that she had feelings for him, that she didn't think she should be babysitting if he wasn't returning those feelings and when he called her on it..she said that she would do it anyway. She has never charged him anything which is an emotional bond she has on him...she has such a good heart to do this for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fallen in love with J and C and around Christmas time he pushed me to reveal my feelings for him. The next couple of months were really rocky. Me trying to deal with having told him how I feel and not having him be able to tell me his feelings in return...or at least choosing not to. He just continually assured me that when he was 100% sure of his feelings that I would be the first to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continued to hang out together and while we had developed an intimate relationship...in an effort to not confuse his son..who is 3...we decided that sleeping together would be something down the road when he was sure that I would be in C's life forever. He didn't want a swinging door on his bedroom and I could respect that because my kids had met only 2 of the men I had relationships with prior to J.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things with the babysitter were heating up and I was getting reports from his mother about her telling everyone that J was her boyfriend and that she was making plans to have her tubes untied so they could have more children. My irritation level continued to rise. But still no word from him on his feelings so I just let things go. I could hear his frustration with her but his son loves spending time with her and her son so he didn't want to take that away from someone he had grown so close to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in FL on vacation in June and she had the BALLS to call me from his phone and question me about my relationship with him. Saying that they had been dating for some time and she was thinking about breaking up with him because he was talking to all these other women and SHE was getting sick of it. I shut my phone off after that call for the rest of the day..when I turned it on there were several calls from J begging me to please call him and the last one was from C...telling me he missed me and wanted to talk to me please call. So, I did and proceded to tell him what she had said and he said that it was all made up in her head. That he considered her a friend and that was IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3rd of July I met an ex boyfriend that I have become close friends with in another town..he drives truck and was in the area so we met, went to dinner, went to a couple of movies but there was NO and has been NO sex. In honesty...there was only sex a few times and it was never quite right but that's a whole other day...lol There is NO romantic interest in this guy at all. Well, while I was with him (CM) J called several times and freaked out just a bit when he found out I was staying overnight but since WE had no commitments I didn't feel it was necessary to share that with him. On my home from seeing CM...I met J for a quick dinner while he was on break from work and the frustration in his voice was worse than usual...a couple of times close to tears and just not knowing what to do. I dropped him off at work and as usual said love you..and HE SAID IT BACK! Thing is..it didn't even hit me at first..I was half way out of the parking lot before it hit me what that meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had joked previously about me moving in...but now when we had these conversations it was serious. We decided that I would stay put until my daughter graduates from high school. This left him in a bit of a pickle with angie. I finally got to the point where he HAD to tell her that we are a couple. Which he did...she on the other hand still feels that if she does enough to piss me off that I will be gone and she can slip right in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So emotions run high when it comes to her and I have done my best to cope...he doesn't want to hurt her feelings because he needs her. At the same time...because I don't want to make things hard on him..I just sat back for a long time and put up with her crap. Then last Friday...after her throwing another fit and asking his mother if him and I are sleeping together...I sent him a letter telling him exactly how I feel about HER actions. How no matter how innocent things seem to him...SHE is up to no good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that brings you somewhat up to speed on the matter of angie...there will be more to come I am sure...cause she isn't going anywhere until I move in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shimmeringgraphix.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Music By Shimmering Graphix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; 
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