<?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-14233584</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:19:58.104-08:00</updated><category term='Makes Moe Happy'/><category term='high school girls'/><category term='new moon'/><title type='text'>Moe the Great</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14233584.post-3180594841310221895</id><published>2009-11-21T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T12:21:07.423-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new moon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school girls'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/SwhKacDQnpI/AAAAAAAALtY/6PeDoCQt4fs/s1600/IMG_3324.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/SwhKacDQnpI/AAAAAAAALtY/6PeDoCQt4fs/s320/IMG_3324.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Nick and I took 5 of our high school and middle school girls to see the midnight showing of New Moon! We had so much fun waiting together for the movie! We saw book club friends and NCU friends in line too.I sure love spending time with my girls! The movie was awesome! It was really an epic night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/SwhKVRHgl0I/AAAAAAAALtQ/zul3QDcQ8nM/s1600/IMG_3323.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/SwhKVRHgl0I/AAAAAAAALtQ/zul3QDcQ8nM/s200/IMG_3323.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/SwhKe59z_xI/AAAAAAAALtg/CqZOnIuVQYY/s1600/IMG_3326.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/SwhKe59z_xI/AAAAAAAALtg/CqZOnIuVQYY/s200/IMG_3326.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/SwhKiZ8cObI/AAAAAAAALto/cxDDly6wfyk/s1600/IMG_3328.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/SwhKiZ8cObI/AAAAAAAALto/cxDDly6wfyk/s200/IMG_3328.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/SwhKmbMo-gI/AAAAAAAALtw/Ed_m4NtttPs/s1600/IMG_3332.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/SwhKmbMo-gI/AAAAAAAALtw/Ed_m4NtttPs/s200/IMG_3332.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/SwhKpEXl4II/AAAAAAAALt4/zuRyoOvwZxM/s1600/IMG_3334.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/SwhKpEXl4II/AAAAAAAALt4/zuRyoOvwZxM/s200/IMG_3334.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/SwhKrUrP9XI/AAAAAAAALuA/avLKO724qtE/s1600/IMG_3336.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/SwhKrUrP9XI/AAAAAAAALuA/avLKO724qtE/s200/IMG_3336.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/SwhKuGAtEfI/AAAAAAAALuI/cwIn4GYjTC8/s1600/IMG_3335.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/SwhKuGAtEfI/AAAAAAAALuI/cwIn4GYjTC8/s200/IMG_3335.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/SwhKwgbZUdI/AAAAAAAALuQ/U1-fJMmZwyo/s1600/IMG_3329.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/SwhKwgbZUdI/AAAAAAAALuQ/U1-fJMmZwyo/s200/IMG_3329.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-3180594841310221895?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/3180594841310221895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=3180594841310221895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/3180594841310221895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/3180594841310221895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2009/11/nick-and-i-took-5-of-our-high-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/SwhKacDQnpI/AAAAAAAALtY/6PeDoCQt4fs/s72-c/IMG_3324.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14233584.post-416398503238004011</id><published>2008-03-23T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T15:01:04.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seeing I haven't posted in over a year I am realizing that I don't have much of a life outside of my family. I guess in a way that's a good thing!  Anything I do just is easier to post on the family website.  I still couldn't resist a post over here though.  Hi to anyone crazy enough to still visit this blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-416398503238004011?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/416398503238004011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=416398503238004011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/416398503238004011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/416398503238004011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2008/03/seeing-i-havent-posted-in-over-year-i.html' 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0Je5mmIOx9F3nsBI6ejzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTA4NDgyNWN0BHNlYwNwcm9m/SIG=12jvlu7nn/EXP=1159761160/**http%3a//d.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/rids/20060926/i/r2267068463.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair does make the man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grow it back man, grow it back!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-115967525626862531?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/115967525626862531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=115967525626862531&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/115967525626862531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/115967525626862531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2006/09/hair-does-make-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14233584.post-115924181486481111</id><published>2006-09-25T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T20:36:54.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blessed Be Your Name&lt;br /&gt;by Matt Redman&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;Blessed Be Your Name&lt;br /&gt;In the land that is plentiful&lt;br /&gt;Where Your streams of abundance flow&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your name&lt;br /&gt;Blessed Be Your name&lt;br /&gt;When I'm found in the desert place&lt;br /&gt;Though I walk through the wilderness&lt;br /&gt;Blessed Be Your name&lt;br /&gt;Every blessing You pour out&lt;br /&gt;I'll turn back to praise&lt;br /&gt;When the darkness closes in, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Still I will say&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be the name of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your name&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be the name of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your glorious name&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your name&lt;br /&gt;When the sun's shining down on me&lt;br /&gt;When the world's 'all as it should be'&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your name&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your name&lt;br /&gt;On the road marked with suffering&lt;br /&gt;Though there's pain in the offering&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your name&lt;br /&gt;Every blessing You pour out&lt;br /&gt;I'll turn back to praise&lt;br /&gt;When the darkness closes in, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Still I will say&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be the name of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your name&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be the name of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your glorious name&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be the name of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your name&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be the name of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your glorious name&lt;br /&gt;You give and take away&lt;br /&gt;You give and take away&lt;br /&gt;My heart will choose to say&lt;br /&gt;Lord, blessed be Your name&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-115924181486481111?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/115924181486481111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=115924181486481111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0Je5mkBg.tEgo0ArdijzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTA4NDgyNWN0BHNlYwNwcm9m/SIG=1482fp334/EXP=1156371585/**http://us.tv1.yimg.com/tv.yahoo.com/images/he/photo/tv_pix/abc/grey_s_anatomy/t_r__knight/greysanatomy_bobdamico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0Je5mkBg.tEgo0ArdijzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTA4NDgyNWN0BHNlYwNwcm9m/SIG=1482fp334/EXP=1156371585/**http%3a//us.tv1.yimg.com/tv.yahoo.com/images/he/photo/tv_pix/abc/grey_s_anatomy/t_r__knight/greysanatomy_bobdamico.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay I admit it I am totally addicted to the show Grey's Anatomy. I started watching it about half way through last season and have caught up on all the episodes I haven't seen through the re-runs. I think I only missed one or two episodes. This show is so well made. The writing and acting on this show is above and beyond. I think my biggest draw to it is how well done the character development is. Needless to say September 21st is in my calendar for the season premier. I get all teary at the commercial they are running right now with clips from the season finally. What a girl! Gotta love me some George though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-115628561556302225?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/115628561556302225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=115628561556302225&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/115628561556302225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/115628561556302225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2006/08/okay-i-admit-it-i-am-totally-addicted.html' title=''/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14233584.post-115267851977124296</id><published>2006-07-11T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T21:28:39.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is at a sad day today for Pink Floyd fans....Rest in peace Syd you crazy diamond.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-115267851977124296?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/115267851977124296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=115267851977124296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/115267851977124296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/115267851977124296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-is-at-sad-day-today-for-pink.html' title=''/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14233584.post-114727887197731256</id><published>2006-05-10T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T09:34:31.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0Je5x8bFWJEA7gA..GjzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTA4NDgyNWN0BHNlYwNwcm9m/SIG=138hg6f33/EXP=1147365019/**http://funnyfree.net/images/sample/funny_pictures_Britney_Spears_Pregnant_Photos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0Je5x8bFWJEA7gA..GjzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTA4NDgyNWN0BHNlYwNwcm9m/SIG=138hg6f33/EXP=1147365019/**http%3a//funnyfree.net/images/sample/funny_pictures_Britney_Spears_Pregnant_Photos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britney pregnant again? Man what's with people having babies back to back?....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-114727887197731256?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/114727887197731256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=114727887197731256&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/114727887197731256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/114727887197731256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2006/05/britney-pregnant-again-man-whats-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14233584.post-114727827704872275</id><published>2006-05-10T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T09:24:37.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0Je5mzFEmJES.IA9jujzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTA4NDgyNWN0BHNlYwNwcm9m/SIG=128lvfr4b/EXP=1147364421/**http://www.u2tour.de/newspics/2002/birthday_bono.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0Je5mzFEmJES.IA9jujzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTA4NDgyNWN0BHNlYwNwcm9m/SIG=128lvfr4b/EXP=1147364421/**http%3a//www.u2tour.de/newspics/2002/birthday_bono.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Mr. Rockstar! Still as sexy as ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-114727827704872275?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/114727827704872275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=114727827704872275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/114727827704872275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/114727827704872275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-birthday-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14233584.post-114727785397895861</id><published>2006-05-10T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T09:17:33.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cdn.news.aol.com/aolnews_photos/0a/03/20060508105309990002"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://cdn.news.aol.com/aolnews_photos/0a/03/20060508105309990002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or is Kiefer hot?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-114727785397895861?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/114727785397895861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=114727785397895861&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/114727785397895861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/114727785397895861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2006/05/is-it-just-me-or-is-kiefer-hot.html' title=''/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14233584.post-114720929456900619</id><published>2006-05-09T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T14:14:54.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yep another one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MOST HATED...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRUIT: Cantaloupe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANDY: Red hots and lemon heads.BEVERAGE: Dr. Pepper (It should be called Dr. Devil that stuff tastes like cough syrup! Nasty!) and anything diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COLOR: Orange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOWN/CITY: Tijuana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV SHOW: Unamous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOVIE: 8mm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASPECT OF MYSPACE: if your 12, gay, or a sex addict it’s just perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASPECT OF INSTANT MESSENGER:   That Abby ruined my keyboard and keys stick and or are missing so it’s frustrating to try to type and the words run together or a letter gets stuck. It’s hard to keep up when all that is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANIMAL: opossum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INSECT:  ANTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIRD: hawk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEASON: Summer. I hate hot weather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGE OF KIDS:  3 and 11-12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...WHAT ANNOYS YOU MORE THAN ANYTHING WHEN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRIVING?: When the person in front of me leaves their blinker on. It slowly drives me insane! I normally get over a few lanes to not have to see it anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TALKING ON THE PHONE? When the kids try crazy stuff because they know you are distracted…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATCHING TV OR MOVIES: The talker, or the hommie that yells at the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EATING IN RESTAURANTS: Long waits for a table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOING THROUGH DRIVE-THRUS: When the person talking the order doesn’t understand English well or is distracted and misses the modifications to the order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE AT THE MALL Seeing teenagers and the stuff they are wearing and or doing. It freaks me out to think it could be one of my own kids someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLEEPING (OR TRYING TO SLEEP): When the kids wake up in the middle of the night or early in the morning.  Or just when you get a moment for a nap  the phone rings…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOWERING:  When one of the kids wakes up from their nap screaming for you to get them while your trying to finish your showerYOU'RE AT THE BEACH: When its freaken hot and crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE AT THE GROCERY STORE: When the kids throw a fit in the cart or aisle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOKING OR BAKING: You out of one of the ingredients and don’t realize it until you’re in the middle of the recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HOUSEHOLD CHORE DO YOU HATE THE MOST? Folding and putting away laundry. Cleaning the kitchen counters that always seem to be dirty the moment you finish cleaning them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WOULD BE THE ABSOLUTE WORST WAY TO DIE?: Crushed by a piece of over pass that falls down on your car during a massive earth quake and you only have 2 inches of air space and you eventually suffocate…No I don’t think about this stuff or anything….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S THE MOST ANNOYING HABIT IN OTHERS? Immaturity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR WORST HABIT?: Being messy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT FASHION TREND (PAST OR PRESENT) Guys who wear their pants around their knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT POPULAR SONG (PAST OR PRESENT) HAVE YOU HATED THE MOST?: Soft rock power ballad songs by boys who sing way to high…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORST OR MOST HATED PICKUP LINE: Waving money out the window at me ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORST THING ABOUT HIGH SCHOOL:  Almost all of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOST IRRITATING THING ABOUT YOUR CAR: The steering wheel screeches every time I turn the wheel, like nails down a chalk board…and that my tire pressure light is on saying two tires have low pressure even though they don’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE COMPLETELY STEREOTYPICAL, WHAT DO YOU THINK IS THEMOST ANNOYING THING ABOUT GIRLS?:  How they talk about you behind your back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE COMPLETELY STEREOTYPICAL, WHAT DO YOU THINK IS THE MOST ANNOYING THING ABOUT GUYS?:  How they act when there are two or more of them together….Completely different than how they are when they are just with you. They get stupid in groups….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-114720929456900619?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/114720929456900619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=114720929456900619&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/114720929456900619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/114720929456900619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2006/05/yep-another-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14233584.post-114652444297731195</id><published>2006-05-01T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T08:47:36.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;100 Things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm happy when it rains.&lt;br /&gt;2. I've always wanted to be a wife and a mother.&lt;br /&gt;3. I've given up on scrapbooking in favor of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;4. I miss sleeping in to 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;5. I've seen the movie Billy Madison more than 100 times.&lt;br /&gt;6. I hate feet unless they are baby feet.&lt;br /&gt;7. I know that some time in my life I'll be in the wrong place at the wrong time.&lt;br /&gt;8. I love curling up with a good book.&lt;br /&gt;9.When I see a flower that I know the name of I think of my mother and I'm glad she taught me about them.&lt;br /&gt;10. I can sing any and all lyrics to any song they play on K-Earth but can't name what it is or who it's by most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;11. My life's dream is to travel to Europe with Nick for a month taking along my Grandparents tour books to see what they saw and stay where they stayed.&lt;br /&gt;12. I worry that I will pass on my tendency to yell to my children.&lt;br /&gt;13. I love to read but hate to read out loud. I'm not good at it unless I have read it before hand and then read it out loud. If I am reading it for the first time I always mess up something.&lt;br /&gt;14. Earthquakes freak me out.&lt;br /&gt;15.I hate to wear shorts and skirts.&lt;br /&gt;16. I need to go to the dentist but am afraid of all the work I will have to have done.&lt;br /&gt;17. I want to learn how to play the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;18. I have a list of things I would like to do before I die.&lt;br /&gt;19. When I was 10-11 years old I took English Riding Lessons. I only competed once because it was so expensive. I loved to ride a cantering horse and jump.&lt;br /&gt;20.I hate Barney.&lt;br /&gt;21.I know basic sign language. I'd like to learn more.&lt;br /&gt;22. I love TIVO and can't imagine life with out it.&lt;br /&gt;23. I love getting cards and letters in the snail mail.&lt;br /&gt;24. I've eaten rattle snake.&lt;br /&gt;25. I can't stand it when people leave their blinkers on.&lt;br /&gt;26. My first word was "hi"&lt;br /&gt;27. I didn't ride in an airplane until I was 16. I was freaked out and even left a "in case I die these are my wishes letter" behind. I told my sister Crystal where it was if anything happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;28. I often dream that people are trying to kill me and I have to defend my self.&lt;br /&gt;29. I flick boogers.&lt;br /&gt;30. I won 2nd place out of 300 kids in a baby beauty contest when I was 2.&lt;br /&gt;31. I think God made dimples simply for my enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;32. When I first met Nick I couldn't picture myself ever marrying him.&lt;br /&gt;33.I hope to live half the life and adventure as my grandmother did.&lt;br /&gt;34. When my kids are all in school I want to raise guide dog puppies in memory of my grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;35.I played the flute in 5th grade.&lt;br /&gt;36. I did children's theater when I was 15-16 years old. I loved to act. I'd do anything to get a laugh. I was in drama class and plays in 6-8th grade. I took a Drama class my freshman year in high school. I wanted to be a casting director when I grew up.&lt;br /&gt;37. I love filling out forms.&lt;br /&gt;38. I am terrible at math. I was never made to learn my times tables as a kid so I still don't know my 7's and 8's. I plan to re-learn and learn a lot for the first time as Abby is going through school.&lt;br /&gt;29. I love Morning Glories.&lt;br /&gt;30. I was in honors and AP English classes all through high school.&lt;br /&gt;31. I've read Crime and Punishment, and I liked it.&lt;br /&gt;32. I love strawberries with whip cream and powdered sugar but not so much on their own.&lt;br /&gt;33. I love to take pictures with our digital camera.&lt;br /&gt;34. I love the smell of my newborn babies heads.&lt;br /&gt;35. I hate folding and hanging up laundry.&lt;br /&gt;36. My family called me Missy when I was growing up. It freaks me out now when someone slips and calls me it now.&lt;br /&gt;37. I've seen U2 in concert 9 times.&lt;br /&gt;38. My shoe size is 8 1/2.&lt;br /&gt;39. The friend I feel closest to lives in another state.&lt;br /&gt;40. Violence in real life,movies,or TV sticks with me.&lt;br /&gt;41. I was always the fat kid.&lt;br /&gt;42. 42 is my favorite number thanks to the Douglas Adams' book Life the Universe and everything&lt;br /&gt;43.I've spent only 24 hours in New York.&lt;br /&gt;44. I don't mind changing diapers.&lt;br /&gt;45. My high school football coach taught me how to swim when I was a freshman in high school.&lt;br /&gt;46. I've seen a man hit by a car while crossing a cross walk. My dad and I jumped out of the car to do CPR if needed. It wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;47. I've seen a small plane crash in Big Bear. Both men were dead by the time we got there.&lt;br /&gt;48. I've seen a baby that weighed less than 2 pounds the first day of her life.&lt;br /&gt;49. I've seen a baby being born in person.&lt;br /&gt;50. I hate hot weather.&lt;br /&gt;51. I'd rather go to the beach when its over cast or raining.&lt;br /&gt;52. I love the feeling of a baby moving inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;53. The smell of a mint plant instantly reminds me of my childhood.&lt;br /&gt;54. I once knocked my brothers tooth out,it was in self defense.&lt;br /&gt;55. I once pulled a board with a rusty nail in it out of my sister's bare foot.&lt;br /&gt;56. My sister has a picture of my bare butt on her cell phone that shows up every time I call her.&lt;br /&gt;57. I've felt judged by people for not being a girlie girl.&lt;br /&gt;58. I've only had some what short hair twice in my life.&lt;br /&gt;59. I want to get a tattoo sometime in my life.&lt;br /&gt;60. I've broken a bone in my foot one time and sprained the same foot badly 3 times. I was Pregnant 2 of those times.&lt;br /&gt;61. I've experienced infertility.&lt;br /&gt;62. I'm not bothered by helping people when they are sick and dying. I feel like it's an incredible way to serve them.&lt;br /&gt;63. I can not hear the song Amazing Grace and not cry at the line"I was once blind but now I see."&lt;br /&gt;64. I've heard the funniest thing Cyndi Hutchins has ever said.&lt;br /&gt;65. I can't stand the taste of diet soda.&lt;br /&gt;66. I love camping.&lt;br /&gt;67. I'm a picky eater.&lt;br /&gt;68. 80% of my TV watching is children's shows.&lt;br /&gt;69. God has always provided for me.&lt;br /&gt;70. I don't like my name.&lt;br /&gt;71. When I was in 5th grade I demanded to be called DJ after Candace Cameron's character on Full House.&lt;br /&gt;72. I thought I'd one day name my daughter Tapanga.&lt;br /&gt;73. I love Pepsi.&lt;br /&gt;74. I had a crush on Jonathan Brandis and Andrew Keegan when I was young.&lt;br /&gt;75. I was really upset over the death of John Ritter.&lt;br /&gt;76. I saw a man take his own life on live TV at the end of a police chase. I locked my self in the bathroom and cried for hours. I have never watched a police chase since then.&lt;br /&gt;77. I was at Crissy Baker's 14th Birthday party while the OJ bronco chase was going on. I didn't get what the big deal was.&lt;br /&gt;78. I remember sitting on the floor in front of my tv watching the Berlin Wall fall.&lt;br /&gt;79. I hate hot coco, tea, coffee, and hot apple cider.&lt;br /&gt;80. I'm afraid to play poker in Vegas because my math skills are so bad.&lt;br /&gt;81. When my kids are jr high age and older Nick and I want to take them on a missions trip to Africa.&lt;br /&gt;82.I've written songs for musicals and sang a solo in a play and with choir but am mortified to sing karaoke.&lt;br /&gt;83. I think I'm a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;84. I once ended up in Mexico on accident.&lt;br /&gt;85. The only college I applied for was Biola.&lt;br /&gt;86. I wouldn't want to go back and re-live high school for anything. The only thing I miss about it is performing with Tall Flags and winter guard.&lt;br /&gt;87. I wish I took more road trips in college.&lt;br /&gt;88. I'm afraid I will never go anywhere beyond the United States.&lt;br /&gt;89. I've only dated 5 people in my life. Only 3 of them were more than 3 dates.&lt;br /&gt;90. I once went to Las Vegas just to get Ric Price a "horny" Viking hat.&lt;br /&gt;91. I've kidnapped a 3 foot tall Easter Bunny.&lt;br /&gt;92. I've never loved anyone near as much as I love my husband.&lt;br /&gt;93. I appreciate my mother so much more now that I have children of my own.&lt;br /&gt;94. I have the deepest bonds with my sisters Crystal and Elizabeth.&lt;br /&gt;95. My freshman year at Biola my roommate Angela and I had a"Lay around in your underwear all day day."&lt;br /&gt;96. It really bugs me when someone says they will be praying for you and you know they won't be that it's just part of the chrisitanese they grew up saying. I take it very seriously, when I say I will be praying for you, I am praying for you!&lt;br /&gt;97. I ditched high school 4 times. Half days not full days. One of those times involved scaling a 6 foot tall chain length fence next to auto shop. A security guard figured out what we were doing and started to head our way with his walkie talkie in hand. A friend of mine yelled "Don't think, just run!" Auto shop cheered us on as we scaled the fence and poured into our friends waiting Ford Falcon. 7 of us fit into that tiny car that day.&lt;br /&gt;98. I've only been drunk one time. I didn't even realize it until I looked up at a ceiling fan and puked.&lt;br /&gt;99. I was physically ill after the reading of the OJ verdict.&lt;br /&gt;100. I am a sucker for filling out quizzes/surveys too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-114652444297731195?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/114652444297731195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=114652444297731195&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/114652444297731195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/114652444297731195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2006/05/100-things-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14233584.post-114455676207280829</id><published>2006-04-08T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T21:30:47.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joining the Band Wagon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music Survey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Of all the bands/artists in your cd/record collection, which one do you own the most of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, U2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What was the last song you listened to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old McDonald Had a Farm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What's in your record/CD player right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U2 go home Live from Slane Castle DVD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What song pretty much sums you up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One by U2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What's your favorite local band?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me have time for local bands? That's funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What was the last concert you attended?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U2 at Madison Square Garden last October&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What was the greatest show you've ever been to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U2 post 9/11 at Anaheim Pond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What's the worst band you've ever seen in concert?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powerman 5000 past of KROQ's Acoustic Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What band do you like musically but dislike the members of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None. I'm not a sell out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is the most musically involved you have ever been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJ at Biola University for 4 years and studio manager for KBBK at Biola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What shows are you looking forward to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U2 at Croke Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is your favorite band shirt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My U2 "Boys Play Rock and Roll" shirt with the Atomic bomb emblem on the sleeve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What music posters do you have up in your room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the poster of Bono under my pillow ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What musician would you like to be in love with for a day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This question should read which musician are you in love with every day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul David Hewson a.k.a. Bono of U2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Pat Benatar or Cyndi Lauper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither but I do like the song "Girl's just wanna have fun"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Sabbath or solo Ozzy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap or poop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Commodores or solo Lionel Ritchie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oy.Commodores if I have to pick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Doesn't Primus suck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey kids do you like Primus? Wanna see me stick 9 inch nails through my eye lids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Did you know that filling out this survey makes you a music geek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No just desperate for something to post on my blog that won't go on the family blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What was the greatest decade for music?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1960's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. How many music-related videos/DVD's do you own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if what is Nick's is also mine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine - U2 (Rattle &amp;amp; Hum, Joshua Tree documentary, U2 Go Home, Elevation in Boston, Vertigo in Chicago)Pink Floyd (The Wall, Pulse - live concert)OC Supertones at the Movies Green Day - Bullet in a Bible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you like Journey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Don't try to pretend you don't!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What is your favorite movie soundtrack?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ick, Moulin Rouge I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What was your last musical phase?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no phases I'm true to what I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What's the crappiest CD/record/etc. You own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salt and Pepper. I love to Shoop baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.Do you prefer vinyl or CDs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cd's and my few vinyl Beatles and Fleetwood Mac albums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. All totaled, how much do you spend on music a month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zero unless it's a month that U2 is releasing something....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-114455676207280829?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/114455676207280829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=114455676207280829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/114455676207280829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/114455676207280829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2006/04/joining-band-wagon-music-survey-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14233584.post-113947080152754966</id><published>2006-02-08T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T23:40:01.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://us.news3.yimg.com/us.i2.yimg.com/p/nm/20060209/2006_02_08t214044_293x450_us_leisure_grammys.jpg?x=224&amp;y=345&amp;amp;sig=9PkmmbPZIlwdPZiffWAPxg--"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://us.news3.yimg.com/us.i2.yimg.com/p/nm/20060209/2006_02_08t214044_293x450_us_leisure_grammys.jpg?x=224&amp;y=345&amp;amp;sig=9PkmmbPZIlwdPZiffWAPxg--" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm not the only one to carry a certain rock stars baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-113947080152754966?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/113947080152754966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=113947080152754966&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/113947080152754966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/113947080152754966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-guess-im-not-only-one-to-carry.html' title=''/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14233584.post-113849500305981825</id><published>2006-01-28T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T16:36:43.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girls Night out was a blast.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love laughing and having fun with the girls. I wish I got to do it more often! I am really looking forward to seeing Ellen on Wednesday. I hope getting there when line ups start will get us in. I will be so bummed to end up in the Riff Raff room after looking forward to it for so long. The day together will probably be how Nick and I celebrate our 5 year anniversary this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-113849500305981825?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/113849500305981825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=113849500305981825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/113849500305981825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/113849500305981825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2006/01/girls-night-out-was-blast.html' title=''/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14233584.post-113799310061070904</id><published>2006-01-22T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T21:11:40.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos16.flickr.com/22026304_802bf77640_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos16.flickr.com/22026304_802bf77640_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girls Night Out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This Friday I'm having a girl's night out!  This is an open invitation to all you gal pals.  7pm(ish) at the Irvine Spectrum for dinner and a movie.  If you wanna come just let me know and I'll get you the final details.  All Right Girls Night Out!(This means you can't come Jack and Frank!)Mmmmm Strawberry Daiquiris.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-113799310061070904?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/113799310061070904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=113799310061070904&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/113799310061070904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/113799310061070904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2006/01/girls-night-out-this-friday-im-having.html' title=''/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14233584.post-113754616647041094</id><published>2006-01-17T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T17:02:46.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOUR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four jobs you've had in your life&lt;/strong&gt;: babysitter, hostest at a restraunt, Server at a restraunt, social worker for foster kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four movies you could watch over and over&lt;/strong&gt;: Billy Madison, Monty Python and the Quest for the Holy Grail, Moulin Rouge, and Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four places you've lived&lt;/strong&gt;: Santa Ana, CA, La Mirada CA, Orange, CA, Riverside, CA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four TV shows you love(d) to watch&lt;/strong&gt;: Lost, Gilmore Girls,Surviror, 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four places you've been on vacation:&lt;/strong&gt; Maui and Ouahu Hawaii, SanFransico, CA, Las Vegas, Nevada, and New York/Virginia/Maryland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four websites you visit daily&lt;/strong&gt;: My Blog(to see if there are any comments or tagboard posts)Roland's Blog, Cyndi and Paul's Blog, and Nick's Blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four of your favorite foods:&lt;/strong&gt; Chicken, Pizza, Chocolate anything, bread sticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four places you'd rather be&lt;/strong&gt;: The bomb shelter at a U2 concert, Ireland at the begining of a  European vacation, a date with Nick, or Heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-113754616647041094?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/113754616647041094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=113754616647041094&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/113754616647041094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/113754616647041094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2006/01/four-four-jobs-youve-had-in-your-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14233584.post-113754529629015928</id><published>2006-01-17T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T16:48:16.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Woo Hoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got a call that I got tickets to go see the Ellen DeGeneres Show! They are for Wed. Feb. 1st. I am trying to find people to watch the kids so that Nick and I can go. I can't believe that Nick and I might actually get some time together!!!! I am so stoked to see Ellen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-113754529629015928?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/113754529629015928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=113754529629015928&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/113754529629015928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/113754529629015928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2006/01/woo-hoo-i-just-got-call-that-i-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14233584.post-113635137426883460</id><published>2006-01-03T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T21:09:34.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My New Year's Resolution&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be satasified with what I have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-113635137426883460?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/113635137426883460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=113635137426883460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/113635137426883460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/113635137426883460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-new-years-resolution-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14233584.post-113597189037565705</id><published>2005-12-30T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T11:44:50.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Dick' sucked.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I finally have something to post about. We had a girls night out last night. Me, Cyndi, Angela, Charlie, and Amanda all met up at TGIFridays for dinner. Charlie is on leave for Christmas right now and it was so good to see her. She even bought us all a shot! It was fun to be out with the girls!!! We went to see Fun with Dick and Jane. It was lame. There were a few laughs but over all the plot totally blew along with the movie itself. Amanda and I left after the movie but the others stayed to see something else. It was so good to laugh with the girls. I totally needed that. Nick has been sooo wonderful to watch the kids so that I could go out. He's the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-113597189037565705?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/113597189037565705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=113597189037565705&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/113597189037565705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/113597189037565705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2005/12/dick-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14233584.post-113519351578003771</id><published>2005-12-21T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T11:34:38.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;My Christmas Letter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;North Pole, Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a good girl.&lt;br /&gt;It really wasn't my fault what happened at The Edge's Office party. It was Larry who spiked the punch with too much vadka. I can't help it if I drank 12 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like peppermint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was funny when I put Bono's g-string on my head and danced the strip tease on the bar while singing `With or Without You'. I didn't mean to break The Edge's ipod and don't know why The Edge would accuse me of Adultry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember calling Bono's wife a Slutty Fat Cow---even though she looked like one with purple eye shadow and red lipstick!&lt;br /&gt;And when I threw up on Allie's husband's amazing crotch, it was only because I ate too much of that peppermint bark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my Hummer through my neighbor's sun porch. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a Graceful Wild Stallion and have me arrested for Streaking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all hot and sweaty. And I'm really not to blame for any of this skanky stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely and Nakedly yours,&lt;br /&gt;                Moe (Really a nice girl!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. It's only 4,420,442.42 bucks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-113519351578003771?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/113519351578003771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=113519351578003771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/113519351578003771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/113519351578003771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-christmas-letter-santa-claus-north.html' title=''/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14233584.post-113427143730798583</id><published>2005-12-10T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T19:23:57.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hell Froze Over. I'm actually posting something new...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 years ago I was:&lt;br /&gt;Playing in my backyard with my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 years ago I was:&lt;br /&gt;I was best friends with Angela Morgan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 years ago I was:&lt;br /&gt;hoping some guy would eventually notice me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years ago I was:&lt;br /&gt;Marrying Nick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 year ago I was:&lt;br /&gt;just finding out I was pregnant with James.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;Had a bunco party at my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 snacks I enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;dorritos, brownies, chocolate chip cookie dough, bold flavored chex mix, jr. mints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I would do with a million dollars:&lt;br /&gt;pay off my debt, buy a house with one more bedroom just down the street that has a view of Lake Mathew's and the city lights, Have another child, hire a babysitter so I could actually have alone time with my husband, buy my sister a house next door and pay for everything so she could retire and stay home with Beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 places I would run away to:&lt;br /&gt;Scotland. Then I'd take my Grandparents tour book of Europe and stay in all the places they did when they spent a month there when they were young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I would never wear:&lt;br /&gt;Dan Price Shorts, a belly ring,a tongue ring, anything that exposes my stomach as long as I am still fat, and a Blossom hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 favorite tv shows:&lt;br /&gt;Gilmore Girls, Extreme Home Make Over, Survivor, CSI, Without a Trace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 bad habits:&lt;br /&gt;shutting down when I'm upset, wanting to buy stuff to feel better, over eating,yelling when I'm mad, spending hours on the phone with my sister and my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 biggest joys:&lt;br /&gt;Nick, Abby, Drew, James, and Beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 favorite toys:&lt;br /&gt;Your mama, and I can't mention the rest here ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 fictional characters I would date:&lt;br /&gt;There's only one other man I'd date, and he's a rock star!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-113427143730798583?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/113427143730798583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=113427143730798583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/113427143730798583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/113427143730798583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2005/12/hell-froze-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14233584.post-113012221138154226</id><published>2005-10-23T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T19:50:11.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saddness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sold our General admission tickets for the LA U2 show on ebay.  I am sad to see them go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-113012221138154226?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/113012221138154226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=113012221138154226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/113012221138154226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/113012221138154226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2005/10/saddness-we-sold-our-general-admission.html' title=''/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14233584.post-112154243386812966</id><published>2005-07-16T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T12:38:33.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rds.yahoo.com/S=96062883/K=Charlie+and+the+Chocolate+Factory/v=2/SID=w/TID=I051_83/l=IVS/SIG=15fc66su2/EXP=1121629052/*-http://us.movies1.yimg.com/movies.yahoo.com/images/hv/photo/movie_pix/warner_brothers/charlie_and_the_chocolate_factory/_group_photos/freddie_highmore1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://rds.yahoo.com/S=96062883/K=Charlie+and+the+Chocolate+Factory/v=2/SID=w/TID=I051_83/l=IVS/SIG=15fc66su2/EXP=1121629052/*-http%3A//us.movies1.yimg.com/movies.yahoo.com/images/hv/photo/movie_pix/warner_brothers/charlie_and_the_chocolate_factory/_group_photos/freddie_highmore1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wonka Vision&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick and I made it out to see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory last night. My biggest hesitation was Depp as Wonka after seeing the trailers. To my surprise Depp was awesome! I loved this movie! If your thinking about seeing it you should. It was a lot of fun and had many good laughs. Elfmans score rocked and Burtons direction was beautiful. I really enjoyed Himore as Charlie. I look forward to when my kids are older and are interested in seeing this movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-112154243386812966?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/112154243386812966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=112154243386812966&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/112154243386812966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/112154243386812966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2005/07/wonka-vision-nick-and-i-made-it-out-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14233584.post-112127353746649623</id><published>2005-07-13T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T09:52:17.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rds.yahoo.com/S=96062883/K=Billy+Corgan/v=2/SID=w/l=IVS/SIG=12dsp944d/EXP=1121359853/*-http://www.my-mistake.net/infinitepics/billy/billy585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://rds.yahoo.com/S=96062883/K=Billy+Corgan/v=2/SID=w/l=IVS/SIG=12dsp944d/EXP=1121359853/*-http%3A//www.my-mistake.net/infinitepics/billy/billy585.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Billy the man Corgan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-112127353746649623?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/112127353746649623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=112127353746649623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/112127353746649623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/112127353746649623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2005/07/billy-man-corgan.html' title=''/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14233584.post-112127340030168260</id><published>2005-07-13T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T09:50:00.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nu-nee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick and I had a good time at the Billy concert last night. It is always so good to hear Mr. Corgan sing. I wished that I knew his new album better. Nick was able to get us wristband for good seats due to the ever growing baby James. There wasn't a bad place in the theater. It was a tiny place which made it up close and personal. There was standing room only on the floor and seating in the balcony. Thank goodness I didn't have to stand through it all! There were two opening acts so Billy didn't go on until 10:45. The whole thing started at 9pm. Nick really liked one of the opening bands. I thought they were dorks. Billy's new band mates were strange to say to least. They reminded me of the Nu-Nee's from the Saturday Night Live sketch. The chick drove me nuts. It made me miss the Pumpkins all the more.....The two highlights of the night were that James was there and came on stage to play a song with Billy. Billy introduced him as Jimmy from the former and future Smashing Pumpkins.( he either said former and future or former and present. Nick and I couldn't remember which was said) It gives hope to the reuniting of the band though. My favorite part was the last song of the night when Billy broke into U2's line "One more in the name of love" over and over again to close the show out. Pretty sweet. It was so good to have a night out together. We had an awesome dinner before the show and enjoyed being in L.A. for it has been a long time.   I still want to see Wicked though. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-112127340030168260?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/112127340030168260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=112127340030168260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/112127340030168260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/112127340030168260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2005/07/nu-nee-nick-and-i-had-good-time-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14233584.post-112119244847759721</id><published>2005-07-12T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T11:20:48.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.temple.edu/photo/photographers/clinch/DC7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.temple.edu/photo/photographers/clinch/DC7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-112119244847759721?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/112119244847759721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=112119244847759721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/112119244847759721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/112119244847759721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post_12.html' title=''/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14233584.post-112119217954740279</id><published>2005-07-12T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T11:16:19.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smashed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick and I are actually getting to go out on a date tonight. We have tickets to see Billy Corgan(or the play Wicked if you ask Nick) in L.A. tonight. I haven't seen him on his own since KROQ's acoustic Christmas in 1998. It was pretty sweet to see him do an acoustic set. He even performed Rotten Apples. I'm sure I'll never get to see that again. There was a statement from Billy saying he is working on reuniting the Pumpkins. Here's hoping. It's going to be weird to see Billy and hear no Pumpkins songs. It's always good to hear the man's voice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-112119217954740279?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/112119217954740279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=112119217954740279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/112119217954740279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/112119217954740279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2005/07/smashed-nick-and-i-are-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14233584.post-112119145290419630</id><published>2005-07-12T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T11:06:07.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tarzan.antville.org/static/Tarzan/images/Hitchhikers%20Guide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://tarzan.antville.org/static/Tarzan/images/Hitchhikers%20Guide.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;42&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Girls Night Out last night. Angela, Cyndi, and I went to see the Hitchhickers Guide to the galaxy last night. Several of us have read the book and had inside jokes and sayings from it. It was cool to see a huge machine pronounce that the answer to life the universe and everything is 42. Other than that the movie was pretty campy. I guess that's to be expected. I did get quite a few laughs out of it. Angela and Charline laughed a lot too. We all brought a towel along too. After the movie we headed over to Islands for a late dinner. It took us half of our time there to figure out the check....It was really good to get out with the girls. I need to do that more often....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-112119145290419630?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/112119145290419630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=112119145290419630&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/112119145290419630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/112119145290419630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2005/07/42-we-had-girls-night-out-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14233584.post-112084177158006485</id><published>2005-07-08T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T09:56:11.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;To much time on my hands...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went to Mark's blog and decided to do this to. Why, I have no idea...... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#a8ffb3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Your Linguistic Profile:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d9ffd8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65% General American English&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#a8ffb3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20% Yankee&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d9ffd8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10% Dixie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#a8ffb3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5% Upper Midwestern&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d9ffd8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0% Midwestern&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/amenglishdialecttest/"&gt;What Kind of American English Do You Speak?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-112084177158006485?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/112084177158006485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=112084177158006485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/112084177158006485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/112084177158006485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2005/07/to-much-time-on-my-hands.html' title=''/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14233584.post-112076941767523542</id><published>2005-07-07T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T09:46:56.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/214/1282/1600/06120036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/214/1282/320/06120036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe we are going to see U2 at Madison Square Garden in October!! Have I mentioned how much I love this man, uh I mean band?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-112076941767523542?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/112076941767523542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=112076941767523542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/112076941767523542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/112076941767523542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-still-cant-believe-we-are-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14233584.post-112076883335921684</id><published>2005-07-07T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T13:42:12.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday Bloddy Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we spent the day yesterday with Cyndi and Paul at Disneyland. The kids had a lot of fun. I think Paul is still trying to recover from Drew's rasberry spit on his face. The kids are sure getting easier at places like Disneyland. They did really good last week at Sea World when we took them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go with my sister today to get her baby circumcised. I get to hold him when they do it because my sister can't stand to be in the room. I can't say I blame her. I don't think I could be in the room when they did it to my son. I am the closest one to my nephew after my sister so I feel like I need to be there to comfort the little guy. I've heard it's much worse for him now that he is a month old compared to when they have it done when they are 2-3 days old. (He was in intensive care so they couldn't do it when he was a newbie) The nerve endings ae greater and so is the bleeding. I know I will probably cry for him. It can't be fun. And you thought your day was challenging.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-112076883335921684?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/112076883335921684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=112076883335921684&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/112076883335921684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/112076883335921684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2005/07/thursday-bloddy-thursday-well-we-spent.html' title=''/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14233584.post-112067890519360185</id><published>2005-07-06T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T13:50:02.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;New Beginnings &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here we go a new blog. I don't think I will be able to keep up on it but here's to trying. I'm sure most of my time will go to the family blog. Just check in every now and then. Word to your mothers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14233584-112067890519360185?l=melissaaskew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/feeds/112067890519360185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14233584&amp;postID=112067890519360185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/112067890519360185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14233584/posts/default/112067890519360185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaskew.blogspot.com/2005/07/new-beginnings-well-here-we-go-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Moe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcL1uaee4fQ/Syarzqw0xQI/AAAAAAAAMBE/bfhMXeeDvvs/S220/6e228082-187a-4a83-9ff6-3cd653bb9865w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
