<?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-7024039401965183456</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:19:43.329-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it's only my opinion</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02130267782869268216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Deg6aLrmbOI/S_OB0OpzxII/AAAAAAAAAAc/bUNt8Cqv-kY/S220/72564269B.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024039401965183456.post-599097936873878549</id><published>2011-04-28T19:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T19:04:19.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>again</title><content type='html'>Hehe. Wow, once again, I forgot I had this. So I am gonna write just a short bit. Just to say this year has been really good. I have an amazing boyfriend and things are going really really well. My job is good and my kids are still amazing. Brad is almost out of elementary. He starts middle school next year. AHHHHH Emily will be in 5th. So who knows, maybe I will actually write on this thing more like I have vowed to many many times! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7024039401965183456-599097936873878549?l=celestialt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/feeds/599097936873878549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024039401965183456&amp;postID=599097936873878549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/599097936873878549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/599097936873878549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/2011/04/again.html' title='again'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02130267782869268216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Deg6aLrmbOI/S_OB0OpzxII/AAAAAAAAAAc/bUNt8Cqv-kY/S220/72564269B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024039401965183456.post-2288414316851752137</id><published>2010-05-19T01:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T01:31:35.145-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In my readings of all my older posts, I am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt;. I really need to make some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;decisions&lt;/span&gt; with my life and move forward. I have really had a few not so great years, which maybe someday I will openly discuss, but I just am not any farther in life than I was 3 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;This has to change.&lt;br /&gt;I read my past posts and they are not happy, and I usually am a happy person.&lt;br /&gt;They kind of rain on their own parade.&lt;br /&gt;So, I vow to make the rest of this year better.&lt;br /&gt;I have goals in life, but they are long term. I need to set short term ones.&lt;br /&gt;I need to look back and be happy with what I have done and accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;Now my kids are pretty amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt; for that.&lt;br /&gt;and I have some good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt; for that.&lt;br /&gt;we are healthy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I have a steady job&lt;br /&gt;another &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I have my entire life in front of me&lt;br /&gt;a big &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt; for that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7024039401965183456-2288414316851752137?l=celestialt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/feeds/2288414316851752137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024039401965183456&amp;postID=2288414316851752137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/2288414316851752137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/2288414316851752137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-my-readings-of-all-my-older-posts-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02130267782869268216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Deg6aLrmbOI/S_OB0OpzxII/AAAAAAAAAAc/bUNt8Cqv-kY/S220/72564269B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024039401965183456.post-5376370855831843885</id><published>2010-05-19T00:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T01:03:13.957-05:00</updated><title type='text'>long time friend</title><content type='html'>oh my....&lt;br /&gt;time flies. I actually forgot I had this, then I forgot the password. I  have since changed my email address, so I had to think to find it.&lt;br /&gt;The last year or so, wow, lots have happened.&lt;br /&gt;I was promoted at work.&lt;br /&gt;I am almost divorced.. will be final soon.&lt;br /&gt;with out going into too much detail, we are all healthy.&lt;br /&gt;School's almost out for the summer, and the kids are going to go see their grandparents in Montana. I love that they are able to have this type of experience.&lt;br /&gt;Brad is almost done with 4th grade and Em is almost done with 3rd. It's so crazy how we grow up and have kids and we don't feel as old as we are. I still talk to some friends from way back in the day, and I hope my kids stay in contact with friends they are making now, forever. So, as I always say, I need to stay current on this, maybe I will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7024039401965183456-5376370855831843885?l=celestialt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/feeds/5376370855831843885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024039401965183456&amp;postID=5376370855831843885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/5376370855831843885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/5376370855831843885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/2010/05/long-time-friend.html' title='long time friend'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02130267782869268216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Deg6aLrmbOI/S_OB0OpzxII/AAAAAAAAAAc/bUNt8Cqv-kY/S220/72564269B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024039401965183456.post-4855013866194785875</id><published>2009-01-24T02:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T03:07:15.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what me? conservative</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;So, first post  of the year. So far, not bad. I get to be in my friend Belinda's wedding this summer. I am so excited for her and I feel so lucky that she has chosen me to share in her special day. I just wish she didn't live so far. San Dimas, here I come. I go visit her next month and I can't wait. Belinda has been here for me and has been such a great friend. I am so happy for her. work, work and more work, nothing new. I guess glad to have a job, plus I have met so many wonderful people there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;I must say, I have been looking at my life lately, and where I am and where I want to be. What type of person I am and if I can accept it. The word conservative has came up a lot lately to describe me. So I would think about it and be like, what? But then I really think about it. I went out with a new friend last weekend and had an experience I have never dealt with. Now, I may not know how to handle some situations, but I guess that's cuz my life hasn't been down many roads. Anyhow, I was thinking of my evening, and yes, thinking of how conservative my life is. I think I am OK with it. What is conservative and how does it fit me. I am honest, the main reason for this is that I have a horrible memory, but why lie. I often have the mouth of a sailor. I don't like attention on me. I don't like to be mean, but I can argue like %$#&amp;amp;. I guess I do what's right, I just do what I want to do.  Things like this, I think about, and wonder who I really am. I think this year is like going to be some kind of self discovery. Seems to be the path I'm on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;The new friend I went out with is fantastic. We have lots of similarities, but are completely different, she has lived a life I couldn't dream of. She has a heart of gold, and is not conservative. I do hope that our friendship grows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Not sure if I make much sense, but it's late and I have a lot on my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;this has to be a better year than the last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7024039401965183456-4855013866194785875?l=celestialt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/feeds/4855013866194785875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024039401965183456&amp;postID=4855013866194785875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/4855013866194785875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/4855013866194785875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-me-conservative.html' title='what me? conservative'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02130267782869268216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Deg6aLrmbOI/S_OB0OpzxII/AAAAAAAAAAc/bUNt8Cqv-kY/S220/72564269B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024039401965183456.post-8293167078636022047</id><published>2008-11-27T22:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T22:23:00.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>another day</title><content type='html'>As I look back and reflect on this year and think of what I'm thankful for, I actually have to think. I'm not trying to sound ungrateful, it's just been a craptastic year. Besides being truly grateful that everyone I love is healthy, I have a job and gas has finally gone down, this year has been really really hard. I am thankful that my kids know I love to laugh and that know little things that make me smile and that they do what they can to make this happen. I love my kids oh so much. i am so glad for my friends and really glad I met some really great ones this year. My boss, who is always there to listen to me about anything anytime, he's been so helpful. to Allyson, who &lt;strong&gt;always &lt;/strong&gt;seems to know when I need a slight pick me up and puts notes on my desk, or brings me home made cookies. My mom, for helping me when I need it. My sister for letting me use her car, and for being there. Although Guner(Mike) and myself have had a difficult year, I would really like to thank him for putting up with me for the last 10 years, and for helping me move countless times this year( and every year), and for trying his best to be there for me and the kids. I wish things could worked out different. I am going to make this coming year better than this year. I am ready for a great year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7024039401965183456-8293167078636022047?l=celestialt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/feeds/8293167078636022047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024039401965183456&amp;postID=8293167078636022047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/8293167078636022047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/8293167078636022047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-day.html' title='another day'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02130267782869268216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Deg6aLrmbOI/S_OB0OpzxII/AAAAAAAAAAc/bUNt8Cqv-kY/S220/72564269B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024039401965183456.post-4779406995421600802</id><published>2008-05-14T02:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T02:22:45.865-05:00</updated><title type='text'>another day</title><content type='html'>So, today is my Friday. I am so tired. I have closed so much at work this past week. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; be day of relax.  Last week I went on a field trip with my son which I mentioned before, however, I didn't mention something.  My son is getting older and in many ways he still acts like a small child.  When I take him to school, he no longer likes to give me a hug goodbye or hold my hand. Sad, but he is growing up.  On our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;field trip&lt;/span&gt; though, he held my hand, and on the bus he put my arm around him and leaned on me.  It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; nice.  Times like this are so wonderful. Brad is growing up so fast and every now and again he lets me be mom in public.  It was a good day with him.  Well, I guess it's time to try to go to sleep, and enjoy tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7024039401965183456-4779406995421600802?l=celestialt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/feeds/4779406995421600802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024039401965183456&amp;postID=4779406995421600802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/4779406995421600802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/4779406995421600802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/2008/05/another-day.html' title='another day'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02130267782869268216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Deg6aLrmbOI/S_OB0OpzxII/AAAAAAAAAAc/bUNt8Cqv-kY/S220/72564269B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024039401965183456.post-27613846527304268</id><published>2008-05-08T19:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T19:56:20.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day with my kid and his class</title><content type='html'>Today I went on a field trip with my son's second grade class.  What an incredibly long day. We went to the crest theater and saw Henry and Mudge.  I guess that it is a series of books that they read in class.  My son was like, 'Mom, this is NOT a play, it is a musical'.  Which he was right. It was cute, but the room was full of kids, sitting that long is hard.  I think the bus ride there and back was longer.  It was nice spending the day with Bradlee though.  However, I have a HUGE headache now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7024039401965183456-27613846527304268?l=celestialt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/feeds/27613846527304268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024039401965183456&amp;postID=27613846527304268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/27613846527304268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/27613846527304268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-with-my-kid-and-his-class.html' title='Day with my kid and his class'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02130267782869268216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Deg6aLrmbOI/S_OB0OpzxII/AAAAAAAAAAc/bUNt8Cqv-kY/S220/72564269B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024039401965183456.post-3860985256863815749</id><published>2008-03-26T01:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T01:47:54.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday Nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another night. I close at work on Tuesday's. Tonight was alright.  I must say I have learned to have fun, I normally am busy and try to do so much, and I decided to have more fun cuz yes yes, everyone else is. So I jumped on that bandwagon. I do my job, I just have fun. That said, I now have to unwind, but I am off tomorrow.  So this past weekend, I went jet skiing with Cassie and Alex and what fun. Brad had so much fun, I had him ride with me, and he normally is hesitant with things, but he loved it.  The weather was beautiful and it was a nice Easter. Not much else going on with me, just working out, and excited to get the DWTS video to work out to. I would love to take up dancing, so this will have to do (for now). I don't have a fave yet on the actual DWTS, but it's not Kristie Y.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7024039401965183456-3860985256863815749?l=celestialt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/feeds/3860985256863815749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024039401965183456&amp;postID=3860985256863815749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/3860985256863815749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/3860985256863815749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/2008/03/tuesday-nights.html' title='Tuesday Nights'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02130267782869268216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Deg6aLrmbOI/S_OB0OpzxII/AAAAAAAAAAc/bUNt8Cqv-kY/S220/72564269B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024039401965183456.post-6233362528806798885</id><published>2008-03-20T19:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T19:33:08.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Arg.....</title><content type='html'>Guitar Hero. Lets just say that I need practice, and possibly lots of it. My 8 year old is super at it, and I just need lots of practice.  So this is something new that  I have been doing. I am trying to do more, although I'm not sure a game counts. But hey.  I have been sick for this past week and have lost my voice. My kids have been out of school for spring break, and I had plans to do all sorts of fun stuff, but being sick has not made that a reality.  I took a couple of extra days off of work to be with them. I have seriously enjoyed being with them more, we needed mommy and kid time.  Work is work, and its alright, so nothing new there. For S. Patty's day, we went to Streets of London with some friends (Belinda you rock drunk) and I had so much fun. My face hurt from laughing so much, needless to say we don't go out much. That is one thing I am trying to change. (Hence the trying new things as stated above) If it takes St. Patty's day to get me out, lets have it come every week. Well, not much new is going on. I must say David Cook , Michael, and Brooke are my fav's on AI, just to throw that out. We all now Archie will do good no matter what.  For now , later :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7024039401965183456-6233362528806798885?l=celestialt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/feeds/6233362528806798885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024039401965183456&amp;postID=6233362528806798885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/6233362528806798885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/6233362528806798885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/2008/03/arg.html' title='Arg.....'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02130267782869268216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Deg6aLrmbOI/S_OB0OpzxII/AAAAAAAAAAc/bUNt8Cqv-kY/S220/72564269B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024039401965183456.post-8854627896075238306</id><published>2007-12-29T08:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T08:36:51.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally over</title><content type='html'>Christmas has always been my favorite time of year, all the fun decorating, the eggnog, people usually being more  friendly(outside of shoppers), just the plain atmosphere. So when I had both my kids right before Christmas, I was ok with that. But I tell you, as they get older, the Holidays are a blur. From thanksgiving to after Christmas is so hectic.  Especially working retail. Planning both the kids' friends party's which they each get their own cake specially made by mom, then the family birthday with another special cake, and all those cupcakes to school.  Then comes work and sleep.  Then there's trying to shop for birthday and Christmas. Keeping the house clean, and wait, I know I have to do laundry somewhere in there.  So needless to say, this year I didn't get any Christmas cards out, but to keep the stress off, I told my self I will just do New Year cards, after the new year.  Next year I will start planning in July. Probably not but we'll see.  &lt;br /&gt;As for the kids, Bradlee turned 8 and Emily 6. Emily is missing 4 front teeth, I will have to get a current picture of her, and Bradlee, well, he has been growing his hair out for a couple years now, but I pretty much cut it all off.  I was trying to trim it, and was like what the heck. He was NOT happy.  I will get new pictures posted on myspace soon.  We got a new camera in June and it broke in Nov., we just got around to getting a new one a couple weeks ago(in time for the birthdays?), and wouldn't you know it, the charger didn't work, so I didn't have a camera for the birthdays. But we finally got that taken care of, so soon I will get both pictures of the kids up.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that everyone had a good holiday ( although it's finally over) =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7024039401965183456-8854627896075238306?l=celestialt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/feeds/8854627896075238306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024039401965183456&amp;postID=8854627896075238306' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/8854627896075238306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/8854627896075238306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/2007/12/finally-over.html' title='Finally over'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02130267782869268216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Deg6aLrmbOI/S_OB0OpzxII/AAAAAAAAAAc/bUNt8Cqv-kY/S220/72564269B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024039401965183456.post-3741013123623656729</id><published>2007-11-22T02:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T02:52:18.818-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ugh</title><content type='html'>So, it's been a while since I've posted. Life is crazy fast. Getting ready for the kids' birthday's and for the holidays now. I can't believe that Brad will be 8 and Emily 6. I'm at some sort of cross roads in my life now, I don't know what to do with it all, what I want to be when I grow up. Wait, I think I am all grown up. yep, being married with kids and bills and all those fun things, I just thought that by now I would know more about what I want.  We moved to CT a couple years ago, and this past April we moved back. I think that if I would have came out to visit that I may not have pushed moving back so hard. Don't get me wrong, I love being by family, I just miss it being me, my husband and kids. There was so much to do out in CT and so much that I wanted to do before we moved back. The kids loved it out there. Now I live with the thought of did I do the right thing, like all the time. I want to buy a home, but the market is so bad right now, but we are trying to take care of finances right now, 2 long distant moves in as many years hurts. As for my job, I don't want a new one but I am so fustrated. So for now, I will learn to love most of my job, think of the experiences that I am giving my kids, pay off debt, try to stay in touch with people that I know I shouldn't let stay strangers, and try to take life one day at a time. At 30, I am still wondering what I want out of life. I want to be happy and laugh, and raise wonderful kids, and spend more time with my husband, and have girls night out. Six and 8, time flys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7024039401965183456-3741013123623656729?l=celestialt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/feeds/3741013123623656729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024039401965183456&amp;postID=3741013123623656729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/3741013123623656729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/3741013123623656729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/2007/11/ugh.html' title='ugh'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02130267782869268216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Deg6aLrmbOI/S_OB0OpzxII/AAAAAAAAAAc/bUNt8Cqv-kY/S220/72564269B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024039401965183456.post-3714369620028783871</id><published>2007-08-16T00:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T00:25:00.454-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hey you</title><content type='html'>So, so much going on. I have to say, I am really wanting to do more. I work, clean, sleep, and my family and friends get squeezed in. I miss having girls days out. I went to my friends son 1st birthday the other day, and saw people that I haven't seen in years. So my mid year resolution (I guess you could say that) is to connect with past friends and spend time with everyone. I think that time gets away from everybody and before you know it it's been years. So to all my friends past and present, I seriously think of you often, you just may not know it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7024039401965183456-3714369620028783871?l=celestialt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/feeds/3714369620028783871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024039401965183456&amp;postID=3714369620028783871' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/3714369620028783871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/3714369620028783871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/2007/08/hey-you.html' title='hey you'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02130267782869268216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Deg6aLrmbOI/S_OB0OpzxII/AAAAAAAAAAc/bUNt8Cqv-kY/S220/72564269B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024039401965183456.post-2425069654348921144</id><published>2007-08-09T23:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T00:00:46.715-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what's goin on</title><content type='html'>So, I have been busy as usual. Not the kind of busy of having a socially exciting life, the type that involves being a working mom. For June, my kids spent that month with their grandparents in Montana, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; I did nothing exciting. I did start a new job that month, but that's it. The rest of the summer has flown by, I have only had one weekend off, and  have hardly spent any good time with my kids.  A couple of weeks ago I went with my mom and sister to Fort Bragg, but I could only get part of the time off, so it wasn't as long as I thought it would be. We went to the Redwoods, and that was awesome. My kids start school next week, and I can't wait. I also am going to start a new job. I am working at Fashion Bug as the co-manager, but I don't think it's a match for me. I happened to go for an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;impromptu&lt;/span&gt; interview elsewhere and got the job. So I am going to put in my notice and move forth. This new one is closer and better hours, although &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;training&lt;/span&gt; is by sunrise mall, so I am not looking forward to that drive. Anyone who knows me know I HATE to drive. I will drive when needed, I just think there are horrible drivers, and I have better things to do than spend my time in the car.  (more than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;necessary&lt;/span&gt; anyway). So, I hope that my new job works, and that things go happy, and that anyone who reads this has a good day =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7024039401965183456-2425069654348921144?l=celestialt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/feeds/2425069654348921144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024039401965183456&amp;postID=2425069654348921144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/2425069654348921144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/2425069654348921144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/2007/08/whats-goin-on.html' title='what&apos;s goin on'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02130267782869268216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Deg6aLrmbOI/S_OB0OpzxII/AAAAAAAAAAc/bUNt8Cqv-kY/S220/72564269B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024039401965183456.post-7922908174611258181</id><published>2007-05-09T20:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T20:46:16.161-05:00</updated><title type='text'>not much new</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So, how sad is my life that when it comes time to write all I can think about is what I watch on t.v. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so disappointed in AI last night. I'm not sure who I want to go, but I want Melinda to stay. I also am way into Dancing with the Stars. I watched it last season, and it is a fantastic show. If I had time I would so take up dancing.&lt;br /&gt;Getting settled into CA stuff is taking so much longer than I wish. I am looking for a better job, as is Guner. I have had allergies so horrible that I am miserable.&lt;br /&gt;Those of you who know me, I am always coloring my hair and what not. The other morning I was looking at my hair in the mirror trying to figure out what to do next, and oh my god. Where on earth did all this grey come from. I went to Sally's, got my coloring stuff and did my hair. I am not looking forward to color my hair to cover it. Because I am NOT going grey!!!&lt;br /&gt;If something eventful happens, I will be sure to post, but excitement is not in my life right now. Just the regular day to day stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7024039401965183456-7922908174611258181?l=celestialt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/feeds/7922908174611258181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024039401965183456&amp;postID=7922908174611258181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/7922908174611258181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/7922908174611258181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/2007/05/not-much-new.html' title='not much new'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02130267782869268216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Deg6aLrmbOI/S_OB0OpzxII/AAAAAAAAAAc/bUNt8Cqv-kY/S220/72564269B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024039401965183456.post-2813178139257778959</id><published>2007-04-26T23:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T23:52:02.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It has been such a busy month. We are now out in Cali, and everything has been &lt;em&gt;crappy&lt;/em&gt;. It is good to be back, but problems with the movers, of not only our stuff but our car. Guner's job didn't work out as we hoped and neither did mine. So I have been busy looking for a decent job, getting the kids in school, setting up home and all the fun things that go with moving and being a parent. We don't have a DVR anymore (COX back east rocks!), so I miss so much T.V.  I use to record everything and watch late at night when the kiddlings were asleep. I do try to watch AI. I haven't made a comment about it recently (besides being busy), mainly because I was so disappointed in Sanjya being there still. But, yeah he's gone. Last night charity show was just sooo long, and it's cool that no one left, but poor Jordin, what a heart attack she must have had. I still don't have an ultimate fave, but I like Chris and Melinda (as I have said before). But these are just my opinions, and we'll see what happens next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7024039401965183456-2813178139257778959?l=celestialt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/feeds/2813178139257778959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024039401965183456&amp;postID=2813178139257778959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/2813178139257778959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/2813178139257778959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/2007/04/it-has-been-such-busy-month.html' title=''/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02130267782869268216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Deg6aLrmbOI/S_OB0OpzxII/AAAAAAAAAAc/bUNt8Cqv-kY/S220/72564269B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024039401965183456.post-8793115624297393922</id><published>2007-03-21T14:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T14:54:21.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously, again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Seriously, I am moving back. i really thought it would be different out here, and I never wanted to move again, so soon. In the last 9 years I have moved as many times. I really want to settle. I am excited to move back to Cali. We had gave thought of moving to Utah serious consideration, but jobs are already formed in Cali. I just am so excited to get back west. First, the weather. There was a huge storm last week, and there is so much snow and we are barely topping the forecast with 40 degrees. I've come to learn the New England weather sucks. It is like Seattle, rains every season but winter, then we get snow. Arg. As for moving, things are not going according to what I would say smooth. We do however have our airline tickets. We fly out April 3, late at night. Yeah. All the other details are still being done. I try to remain positive, so until we meet again, keep smiling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7024039401965183456-8793115624297393922?l=celestialt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/feeds/8793115624297393922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024039401965183456&amp;postID=8793115624297393922' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/8793115624297393922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/8793115624297393922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/2007/03/seriously-again.html' title='Seriously, again'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02130267782869268216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Deg6aLrmbOI/S_OB0OpzxII/AAAAAAAAAAc/bUNt8Cqv-kY/S220/72564269B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024039401965183456.post-9097424992155390400</id><published>2007-03-16T07:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T07:22:01.237-05:00</updated><title type='text'>life comes at you fast</title><content type='html'>i never thought of myself as one who takes big chances. I like to have fun, but keep it safe. I thought moving to the east would be great, a big safe chance. I took the chance and it was safe, but now we are moving back.  Now driving out here, that's  a big unsafe chance. Lights and stop signs are just suggestions. I have never seen so many people just go.  in the wrong lane, just turn your blinker on and go, no matter who's in the way, even if it means crossing 4 lanes of traffic. before I moved here, I always saw double parking on movies, not so now. You just park your car for whatever reason in front of whomever and you can even leave the car on with the music blasting. Bradlee and I went to the store and there was a persons car left on with the 'g' music blaring and no one inside(parked in the driving lane), he was 'Wow mom, how does that car talk'. Don't even get me started on the traffic at my kids school. But like I said we are moving back. The moving truck comes on the 27th of this month, so we have been packing and selling stuff. I am so excited to get home. So, I will try to keep on things during this. Until next time......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7024039401965183456-9097424992155390400?l=celestialt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/feeds/9097424992155390400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024039401965183456&amp;postID=9097424992155390400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/9097424992155390400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/9097424992155390400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/2007/03/life-comes-at-you-fast.html' title='life comes at you fast'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02130267782869268216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Deg6aLrmbOI/S_OB0OpzxII/AAAAAAAAAAc/bUNt8Cqv-kY/S220/72564269B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024039401965183456.post-445328550909623687</id><published>2007-03-08T13:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T13:59:10.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>american idol again</title><content type='html'>ok, so I wanted to do this to keep people up to date on my life, but I just need to get out a little AI stuff. Boring. Same as last week. I still like Chris and Blake the most as far as the guys go. I want to like Brandon, but I still need a little help. For the girls, I want to cry. Antonella is just not good. Last week I forgot to mention, that I do like Sabrina, I hope that she does well. And of course, Lakisha, and my fav. so far is Melinda. I have a DVR and I want to fast forward through so much of it, but I do listen to each person, and cringe for most. I hope tonight has the right people going home, or I should say, the right people staying. As for now, I will leave this at what it is, my thoughts on AI.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7024039401965183456-445328550909623687?l=celestialt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/feeds/445328550909623687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024039401965183456&amp;postID=445328550909623687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/445328550909623687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/445328550909623687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/2007/03/american-idol-again.html' title='american idol again'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02130267782869268216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Deg6aLrmbOI/S_OB0OpzxII/AAAAAAAAAAc/bUNt8Cqv-kY/S220/72564269B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024039401965183456.post-4096742467937664632</id><published>2007-03-01T07:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T07:42:40.735-05:00</updated><title type='text'>another American Idol blob</title><content type='html'>So, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, I have been in love with American Idol for ever. But, seriously, this year has yet to win me over. It is pretty boring. If, and it's a big IF, I had to pick who I like for boys it would be Blake and Chris(the one who sang Geek in the pink). I enjoyed them the other night. But that's it. For the girls, awe, I don't know. Antonella just needs to go. Obviously Lakisha has a fantastic voice, and I also have liked Melinda.  I don't have a favorite girl yet either. Every other year I have had a favorite right from the go, so I hope these stay in the running, or that the others step way up, or next week will be another boring week for me. I am not a qualified judge, but if these songs were on in my car, the scan button would be going for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7024039401965183456-4096742467937664632?l=celestialt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/feeds/4096742467937664632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024039401965183456&amp;postID=4096742467937664632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/4096742467937664632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/4096742467937664632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/2007/03/another-american-idol-blob.html' title='another American Idol blob'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02130267782869268216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Deg6aLrmbOI/S_OB0OpzxII/AAAAAAAAAAc/bUNt8Cqv-kY/S220/72564269B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024039401965183456.post-6506797574589751475</id><published>2007-02-01T13:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T13:50:56.729-05:00</updated><title type='text'>so here we go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So, I am finally coming into the times, at least as far as blogging goes. When I think of someone writing on the computer I think back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Doogie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Houser&lt;/span&gt;, or Dana on the X-files in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt;. When they wrote at the end of the episode. I look back at my life so far, and I can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; how time goes by so fast. One of the main reasons that I decided to finally blog, is just that, time goes by fast and I don't stay connected to those in my life as well as I would like. I don't have a blackberry, or an i pod, or even a blue tooth. I do use email and have a cell phone but I am still trying to catch up to everyone. Living across the country from everyone is so hard. I have so many thoughts going on in my mind, and I hope that I am able to keep up on this to let those I know be able to see whats going on.  I will try to write as often as I can, only time will tell. I hope to all that you have a good day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7024039401965183456-6506797574589751475?l=celestialt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/feeds/6506797574589751475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7024039401965183456&amp;postID=6506797574589751475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/6506797574589751475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7024039401965183456/posts/default/6506797574589751475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestialt.blogspot.com/2007/02/so-here-we-go.html' title='so here we go'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02130267782869268216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Deg6aLrmbOI/S_OB0OpzxII/AAAAAAAAAAc/bUNt8Cqv-kY/S220/72564269B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
